I remember the first time I met Olaotan. It was like something straight out of a movie. I was in my third year at GU and just about to become the oldest virgin alive at the ripe age of 22. It was bad enough that I was one of the oldest in my class but I also doubled as the least experienced.
So when Yetunde told me she was leaving school for a party I was more than thrilled. I could count on one hand how many parties I had been to in my life (kiddies parties did not count by the way). I should have asked what kind of party it was especially since the BBM said “BYOB”. (I still remember the puzzled expression Yetty had given me when I asked what BYOB meant).
“Ronke, focus on me. Ronke!!” Dolapo whispered in a harsh, desperate tone as she tried to shake Ronke out of the trance she seemed to have fallen into.
“Dolapo,I can feel them. Every single one of them. Oh God” Ronke repeated, squeezing her eyes tight shut.
Her eyes flew open almost immediately as a lone tear rolled down her left cheek.
Dolapo threw frantic glances around. Her eyes met warm brown ones but she looked away hurriedly. It was always best to avoid eye contact at these events. The crowd pressed against them, screaming as they lifted their hands skyward. The fear of being trampled threatened to overpower her but she remembered how dangerous fear was to her friend at the moment
Ronke’s eyes glazed over as she stared into the distance. She had curled into herself and Dolapo’s arms around her shoulders were the only thing keeping her from collapsing into a pile on the dirty tarred ground.Read More
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