stilettos

"Hey........" "morning........" "good evening......." "you've been quiet what's going on......." those are just samples of the texts I've been sending a female friend of mine I haven't spoken to in a while, not that it's been that long it's just she's been busy with her studies and rarely comes to the phone. Most of my friends are in university or found jobs to sustain themselves, I consider myself the odd one out as I'm still trying to do something with my life which in my eyes looks like it's hanging by a thread. I've been in and out of exam rooms trying to make up for some of my shortcomings, it's being going good I guess, not great but good enough to get me into university seeing as I applied and was accepted soooo I start my life of girls partying and assignments in about six months from now.

it's August, well to be precise today's the ninth of August and it's officially been six months so I'm currently standing before the university gates, I got all my formalities done online but I still have to visit the library to get my student id card a prospect to which I'm not entirely inclined to do for the thoughts in my head are leaning towards me being asked all sorts of questions about why I'm here today when I was done with school some years back. I know I'm kind of over exeggerating my situation but I can't help it, from my perspective it seems everyone and everything keep staring at me and quite frankly I'm currently not enjoying the feeling, the walk to the university's library was uneventful with the only noteworthy thing happening happened to be asking for help with the directions. I opted for a single room, I guess you could say luck was on my side as one just happened to be recently vacated at the time of my arrival, of course it meant a bit more on the top but I couldn't care less, I honestly enjoy being alone ninety percent of the time. I unpack my things after having some help from some of my cousins bringing in the rest of my stuff and after saying our goodbyes I look through my class schedules making note to adjust my alarm clock and ofcourse after a hearty homemade meal my mother so lovingly packed me my heavy eyelids and foggy brain drift off to the land of dreams.

I never got the chance to properly appreciate the university's layout yesterday but with all the self-induced paranoia I was having honestly I'm the only one to blame, the place is quite big there's a variety of beautiful women everywhere I turn my head, honestly I'm loving the beauty that's gracing my eyes but it also does make me quite nervous. I'm not sure if I'm too early for my class, if I'm in the wrong room or if the lecturer and most of the students just happen to be late and ofcourse the few people occupying the room with me isn't really helping my unease. I'm about to turn around and ask if I'm in the right class already having mentally prepared myself to be ridiculed not with words but with that look that simply asks if I'm an idiot, if I can read or better yet what took me so long to ask, but before I turn and mouth my concerns the echoing clicking sounds of shoes knocking on wood draws my attention to the door and it is at this point I see a fairly tall quite good looking middle aged woman in stilleto's walk to the front of the class. Good morning to you all and welcome, my names are.........well never mind that, you can simply call me Ms Grace, I'll be reponsible for your Biology class.

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