“Who does that Maureen think she is?” Chinwe said as she descended the hill towards Law faculty...
“Who does that Maureen think she is?” Chinwe said as she descended the hill towards Law faculty with Enem, Gloria, Ifebuche and Antonia. “What happened? Antonia asked. “She is flirting with Donald…my Donald.” “You mean my Donald?” Enem asked. “I am the one he wants. I have been to his apartment. I know most of his friends…he introduced me to them. I know his twin brother who is in Biochemistry. I am as close to him as anything you can think of. I know he wants me and that girl is busy flirting with him for nothing. I wanted to slap her across the face,” Chinwe poured out her anger. “What do you mean Chinwe? Donald goes out on lunch with me. He sits beside me in class. I have been to his apartment too; in fact multiple times. I know he is in love with me,” Enem countered. “I wonder what you two went to his apartment to do.” Antonia interjected. “What do you mean Antonia? Stop being sarcastic. I am in love with that guy and he had the effrontery to look me in the eye and tell me that that he likes Maureen. Tiny Maureen. She is so short!!! And when she laughs her voice sounds like an angry hyena,” Chinwe continued to pour her rage.
“Maybe it is time to give up on him. You, Wendy and Enem have been lurking around the guy like his body guard. I get it, he is good looking, smart and confident. So what after all? If a guy looks you in the eye in front of another guy and tells you that he likes that girl, it means he does not even care about you; he has no regard for you whatsoever,” Ifebuche pointed out. “I agree with Ifebuche, girls. The guy obviously does not care about you two,” Gloria added. “Shut up!!!” Enem and Chinwe retorted in unison. “I know how far I have gone with that guy,” Enem yelled. “I think I have an idea what you are talking about when you say how far. Jumping in the sac with a guy does not mean that he is in love with you,” Gloria insisted. “And what do you know? That guy is into me for real. He is just messing around with Maureen,” Enem insisted. “He is just using you,” Chinwe shot back at her. “He is using the both of you,” Antonia said. “If you say that again, I will slap your mouth,” Chinwe replied aggressively to her. “You can say it to Enem, but if someone else says the same thing to you, you get aggressive like a mother bear protecting its young ones. If you come near my, I will beat you into the ground. A moment ago you called Maureen short, but actually she is taller than you. Climbing on high heels does not actually increase your height, you know,” Antonia answered her with equal measure of aggression.
Chinwe stretched in an attempt to land a punch on Antonia, but Ifebuche stepped in-between them and stopped her. “Shorty, you think I am afraid of you?” Antonia shouted, clenching her fist. “Stop it girls. People are staring at you!!!” Gloria shouted. They calmed down and continued the descent down the hill. Blustery wind blew past them raising dust off the dust-laden road. As the dust cleared, they sighted Maureen a short distance away. She was chatting with a classmate, Siji. “Look at her. She is after every young man on campus. Who is she chatting with now?” Chinwe asked acrimoniously. “She has the right to chat with whoever she wants,” Gloria retorted. “I don’t care who she chats with as far as she stays away from my Donald,” Enem said. “I would like to ask Donald myself who he wants…the girl he really likes even though from what Chinwe said, we know where his heart is,” Ifebuche pointed out. “He is not serious about Maureen. He just can’t be. I have come a long way with Donald.” “I wish you were right, Chinwe. I have a feeling Donald is a player…and a good one for that matter,” Gloria answered.
Maureen laughed raucously to a joke by Siji as the girls passed by. “Look at how she laughs. Why can’t she laugh like a girl?” Chinwe said. “She is a happy girl, and she laughs from deep within her heart, Chinwe. She does not pretend. I like Maureen actually,” said Ifebuche. At this point, Donald appeared from the library. “Hey Donny!!!” Chinwe shouted smiling from ear to ear. “Hi Chinwe. How are you?” I am fine. Are you ready for lunch?” She asked. “Donny boy…you look great in that shirt. I was thinking you might want to go to that restaurant we went to last week. The food was great,” Enem added. “I am sorry girls, I have to go somewhere,” Donald replied. “Are you going to lunch with that thing?” Chinwe asked. “What do you mean?” “I mean Maureen. She does not fit you, you know. You need someone more presentable. You know I always tell you what’s best for you,” she added. “So Donny, it seems you are into Maureen. She is a beautiful girl you know,” Antonia cut in. “Isn’t she?” Donny asked. “You certainly have an eye for pretty girls. She looks great,” Antonia added. “I don’t agree with that Donny. She is not that tall you know. She does not seem to be in the sort of category I think you belong to,” Enem made her case.
“Anyway, I have to run. I have to be somewhere,” Donald said politely. They watched him cross the road and join Maureen and Siji. Shortly afterwards, Siji went in a different direction while Donald left with Maureen. “I wonder if some people see what I see. It looks like Donald has himself a girl while other girls are busy looking and arguing,” Antonia said sarcastically. “Yes, he is with her and so what? I am sure he is not serious about her, besides being with her does not mean he is truly into her,” Enem pointed out impatiently. “Shine your eyes, Enem,” Ifebuche answered. “I hate that girl. I hate Maureen,” Chinwe said stomping the ground beneath her. “Chinwe is more realistic. She can see what is happening and she knows this does not look good,” Gloria added. “As for you Enem, you are still living in a fool’s paradise,” Antonia said.
“So where are we going for lunch?” Maureen asked Donald. “It is a surprise. Just follow me by faith.” “I am following you by faith indeed, because I saw your ‘pack of wolves’ staring at us from across the street. I can feel their eyes shooting and tearing at me with venomous bullets and angry fangs, ready to put me down at the slightest opportunity.” “It is not like that. They are just hanging out,” Donald countered. “Hanging out looking in my direction menacingly?” “Ignore them Mau-mau!” Donald persuaded her. They arrived at Dolphin Restaurant at Otigba junction. Donald was quick to hold the chair for her. “Are you doing all these just to get what you want?” She asked him. “I am doing all these because I really like you, Maureen.” Soon, food arrived and they munched away. However, Maureen could not get over the fact that Chinwe, Wendy and Enem were seriously after Donald. “Now be honest with me Donald. What is the nature of your relationship with Wendy, Chinwe and Enem?” “I told you they are just friends! Yes, they are interested in me but you are the one I want.” “Just know that this is just lunch. We are not dating,” Maureen explained. “We agreed on that, and I am happy to stick to it.” “Good. I am watching you and those girls anyway.” “You want us to be just friends, but you can’t seem to get over my friends.” “I don’t think they are your friends. They are much more than that. I will find out what they are to you with time.” “I will be waiting.”
Four days later, Maureen was walking into class when a girl accosted her. She had never seen the girl before, but she called her by her name. “This is for you,” she said handing her an envelope. The girl disappeared as fast as she had arrived. Maureen tore open the envelope and began to read;
Don’t even think that Donald loves you. He is someone else’s. He is just messing with you! If I were you, I’d forget about him because he ends up in someone else’s arms at the end of the day!!
She folded the letter and tossed it in her bag. After class, she waited at the door until Donald was done chatting with friends. “I thought you might want to read this,” she said handing him the letter. He quickly glanced through it. “This is nothing Maureen. You cannot take these things seriously. Do you actually believe this?” “What I believe is that those girls are willing to do anything for you and I don’t want to be in their way. I am afraid, we have to stay friends. This is not going to work.” “Maureen, there is no need to be too hasty with your decision. Give me time to find out who did this. I really care about you. You have to forget those girls.” “I would like to, but I know they are not in a hurry to forget me. I am afraid I have to leave now.” She headed downstairs without looking back. Donald squished the paper in his hand and began to walk in the direction of the stairs. He was angry…sad and thoroughly disappointed. His mind ran in all directions as he climbed down the stars, wondering which of the girls might be behind the letter.
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