Walking alongside Christopher and Joy, I could not help but keep thinking about the messages sent by Raphael. Yes, Raphael, the 200 level student I met this morning sent it leaving a bitter taste at the tip of my tongue, and my heart racing.   I tried not to imagine that he liked my voice the instant we met. That sounds crazy and ridiculous as well. Maybe I need to talk with him since I never replied to his messages. Oh God, I hope that what I am thinking will not happen.  "Earth to Michael", Chris whispered to my ear, bringing me out of my trance as I held my chest feeling frightened already.  

 I hardly concentrated throughout the rest of the lecture. My heart kept beating as if being hit with a hammer. My eyes kept twitching, making me feel a bitter feeling in my stomach. Something is wrong, I told myself.The lecture finally ended as I quickly wrote the assignment placing my book in my backpack. As I made a step, a voice caused me to stop, as I turned."The Pharmaceutical mentor calls for you", my assistant informed me as I made my hand to my forehead, tension written all over my face." Sure, I will head there now. Thanks," I replied as I jogged down to the lecturer's building ignoring the stares from some of the passersby.Hugging myself, I secretly cleaned my sweaty hands and dabbed a handkerchief on my face. I breathed in and out, before proceeding to knock on the door."Come in", the deep voice of Mr. Adekunle, the mentor for my course, prompted me to open the door.Taking some quick steps to his front as he is

    I almost froze at the realization of close contact with my body. I felt my body almost turning into jelly, wanting to rest my body on his, as his hand laid on my stomach. I breathe in the nice cologne as I realize who he was, Christopher. I felt my heart beat fast as I stood in the same position.  "I am sorry", his soft voice, with a hint of remorse and pleading penetrating through my ear making my stomach churn with mixed feelings.    I turned as his right hand held me back, making me closer to him, a few inches apart as my hands fell on his chest. His eyes locked with mine as  I could feel my inner mind telling me to get over the trance I am in as fast as possible.    With my stomping heart, I moved ba

    My heartbeat as I gazed at Raphael, who looked rather calm. For some seconds, the only thought that came to my mind was that he wanted revenge.  "Truth", I finally talked, as everyone's attention was on both of us.   " You are sure a scaredy-cat", Raphael teased, as a smirk grew in the corner of his lips.  "Abeg, you do not need to change his thought", Abigael pinpointed.  " It is okay. I choose  Dare", I voiced out, to avoid any cause of quarrel.    The look on everyone's face showed surprise, making me ask myself if I was sure of what I chose.  "Are you s

 I gripped harder on the books in my hand as I saw him. Our eyes met, making me turn abruptly making my way to where I was seated before, a designated part of the lecture room, at the rear.Why does he look so much like him? The person I saw bears a strict resemblance with Ethan. The only difference was that the person I saw has pink lips instead of full red lips Ethan has. He also is taller than Ethan, with that more mature look and perception.I glanced slightly over to see if I can see him, as he was standing with the boys not too far from where I was sitting. He must have seen me earlier when we made eye contact. For some reason, I saw him turn back to look at me as he kept whispering something to his friends. I instantly covered my book as I rested my head on the desk. This is a nightmare.Time passed as they started moving out of the lecture rooms. Abigael said goodbye, seeing I still want to stay behind. The lecture room later became scanty a