Daughter of the president and I epi 2

In the class, the lecturer stated his principles, did the introductory part of his lecture, gave us the course outlines then concluded by saying we would start fully next week before he left. The class immediately got noisy as hell, people running from different angles to one spot, the place where that girl was seated, what? who is this girl sef?? a celebrity i don’t know???
They even tried to take photos with her but were prevented by her bodyguards. They were screaming around her before her bodyguards guarded her out of the class.
Myself went out to eat something, i was passing by when i sighted her at the most expensive eatery in the school, i guess she saw me too but i didn’t care. One thing about me is that, i don’t compare myself with rich kids because…. i believe that their fathers/mothers might even suffered more than me, so they might decide to work hard so their children won’t suffer the way they did. So, me thinking about that is a motivation for me to work hard for my own children.
I went to a eatery i could afford, ate, rest a little, then headed to class for the next lectures.

The lecturers came, did their introductions in anticipation for next week’s normal lectures.
Once the lecturers left, those bodyguards would come in to protect their princess.

I left the class for I.D card office to get my I.D, after waiting in the queue for several minutes, they told me my I.D isn’t ready yet. On leaving the place i saw two people at once, I saw Esther coming from the east and Mirabel from the west stepping down from her car, with me at the south side. I don’t want any of them to see me, unfortunately there’s nothing i could do. If i should head north, they would both see me. I immediately thought of something, i’ve always liked west-side ‘coz of 2pac Shakur, U know during the West coast and East coast beef between Notorious B.I.G and 2pac…
2pac rep West-Side. So i decided to take the west route, I walked passed her while she did the same, i didn’t say nothing while she didn’t even look my side. On looking her, i can’t tell what kind of person she was, she was kind of different. But on a normal sense, i’d say she’s arrogant.
I don’t like arrogant people who thinks highly of themselves, they irritates me especially when they feel superior over others.

The introductory week passed, i got my I.D different guys rushing to try their luck in wooing Mirabel, i dunno how it went but looking at her reaction, i guess she didn’t give them a chance. They didn’t stop though, all those swagging guyz, guyz with cars and money from different department kept trying.

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Normal lectures began, i paid attention to every single knowledge the lecturers impacted, i don’t miss any lectures, got a semi-friend Titus by name and a good female friend Promise who was the assistant class rep, intelligent but i assisted her alot. She alone knows about my intelligence as i don’t like showing myself to get attention. It was Promise that advised me to be answering questions in the class and help students that needs help. She said…

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My day wasn’t that bad but i had to rest a lot by sleeping… i sleep a lot which made mum always complain that i sleep much yet i don’t get fat, because i was a slim guy but i like my stature though.

Phone rings

Me: Hello

Uncle: Hello, how are u?

Me: Fine sir. Long time sir

Uncle: So u know that, yet u don’t call

Me: Not like that sir

Uncle: How is it?

I don’t enjoy lieing or arguments, so i just accepted the blame.

Me: Sorry sir

Uncle: U know things aint done that way, we’re family

Me: I know sir, wont happen again

Uncle: Better not.

Me: Yes sir

Uncle: U’re in school right?

Me: Yes sir

Uncle: I just confirmed from your mum

Me: Ok sir

Uncle: I trust u that u’re studying hard right?

Me: Yes sir

Uncle: Good. Send me your account details let me see what i can do.

Me: *happy* Ok sir, thank u sir

Uncle: Thank God, i will always support u, just don’t betray us boy

Me: Sure sir

Uncle: Alright take care of yourself. Don’t forget to send me your account details. Bye.

Me: Bye sir, thank u sir.

Wow! extra money coming… i love my family jare. With that i decided to treat myself for the night. Coming to school is like a new source of income for me as i worked in a computer business centre that made me save a lot before starting school. Now more money from one relative or another, cool! Good thing i don’t womanize and i don’t drink alcohol.

I went to a nearby suya spot which later became my favourite. I bought #300 suya, went into a shop got myself hollandia yoghurt and 3 eggs. I got home, prepared indomie and enjoy myself as a student for the night. Then i thought about what Promise had told me earlier

“If Martin Luther had kept his knowledge to himself, he wouldn’t had become great“

I thought about it over and over then agreed with her after some time.

Time for everyone to know who Victor Vames is

I said to myself silently.

WWW.FLEXSTORIES.COM

My alarm went of, i woke up feeling cool, i prayed to God, did some push-ups, brushed my teeth, bath, prepared myself for school. I checked my phone, saw like 4 messages and 3 missed. The callers was my mum and my uncle… I was about to leave it for later but, Oh! My Uncle!! I swiftly checked my inbox

1 from mtn, 2 from 4900,
1 from firstbank yes!! i screamed out
as i saw what was credited in my account, what do u expect from an engineer uncle, i wont tell u guys the amount *Tongues out*Lol.

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I walked in, few people in the class ‘coz i came early (serious student dat kin tin). I went through my notes ‘coz i don’t want to forget what i what taught, a lecturer may decide to give test anytime, failing exams not me by His Grace. One by one, two by three people arrives seated gisting, waiting for the lecturer.
Then class suddenly calmed, i raised my head to see the lecturer but it wasn’t him. You guessed right, its her, Mirabel. All eyes was on her as she gracefully walked in to the class. What an arrogant fellow in my mind. Shortly, the Accounting lecturer walked in and immediately ordered for the entrance door to be closed.
He wrote a new topic on the board saying we’d discuss about it today.
He started asking questions about about what we discussed on our previous lecture.

Lecturer: On our previous meeting, we discussed Cost, the types, and also Overhead Apportionment. Let’s refresh our memory a little. Class what is Cost and its types? Now close your notes and just put up your hand.

Promise stood up and answered it immediately.

Lecturer: Good. What is Overheard Apportionment?

*Silence

Lecturer: Didn’t we discussed it?
Class: We did
Lecturer: Then what’s happening?

*Silence

Lecturer: I would give you your test /20 -5marks this moment

*Murmuring

Lecturer: Shut up!! I hate dull class

That kind of statement always burst my brain or maybe most students. I was about to stand up before i heard an answering voice, it was Mirabel. (This will be good, now i’m ready)

Mirabel: Overhead Apportionment is the procedure whereby indirect cost are split fairly between cost centres.

Lecturer: The first stage of Overhead Apportionment? (referring to Mirabel).

Mirabel: *Silent
Lecturer: Anybody else?

I stood up to answer for the first time. Chai! big boy feeling nervous

Me: Sir, Overhead Apportionment involves the sharing out of common cost in an equitable way or proportion between the production and service department according to benefits they received. And the first stage of Overhead Apportionment is to identify all overhead cost as Production department, Administrative, Selling and Distribution Overhead.

Lecturer: Very good! What’s ur name
Me: Victor Sir
Lecturer: 5marks for You, give me your admission number.

I gave him, which he wrote down.
I could see how eyes were facing my direction, it made me feel uncomfortable, i just controlled myself till the end of the lecture.

Girl 1: Nice try dude, u saved us

Girl 2: Nna na u try pass

Girl 3: *smiles*

Well Well Well… i think i just earn myself a spot in the department.

I called my uncle to tell him i saw his missed call and message then thanked him, i also called my mum, we talked *********.

Promise: Mr. Man
Me: Young lady
Promise: I’m a lady jhoor
Me: Says who?
Promise: My physique
Me: Hhmmm igbo girl(I guess she wants me to check her out, right? Yea)
Promise: What?
Me: Nothing abeg, i’m really hungry
Promise: Lets go out na
Me: After you
Promise: Hhmmm

We got to an eatery, fed the warms in our stomach then walked back to class not after sighting that girl (Mirabel). Another lecturer came in to perform his duty. During his lectures, he asked questions which answering became a competition between Mirabel and I with contributions from Promise and others. The competition in the class impressed the lecturers alot, they acknowledged our department as an Intelligent department.

We the competitors Mirabel and I are yet to discover our limits. I’m the best in every course subject but maths, Hhmmm maths… just good in it with the help of Promise who was better. My limit was maths, i need to know her own limit.

What do you think guys?