Chapter dedication: TinuDebbie , Detulekunmi. And oma5372
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Quick notice: Please re-read towards the end of the previous chapter, I made a little update. Let's assume that the picture above is DCA's field 😁🤭
Inter-house sports competition was forthcoming.
The sports master had informed them during assembly that the list for assignment of houses would be out by break. Excited murmurs and chatters filled the air but Ifechi didn't see any reason to be excited.
"God I pray they put me in yellow house again" she heard the girl in her front mutter.
"Me too" the person sitting beside her said.
"Omo please let it be green house this time..." Dami whispered beside Ifechi.
"Which house do you want to belong to?" She asked and Ifechi shrugged.
"I don't know, anyone I get assigned to I guess"
"Oh yes..." Damilola chuckled. "... sometimes I forget you joined us this session, the best are yellow and green but pray you'll enter green"
"Alright" Ifechi said with a lopsided grin but within her, she didn't care. Asides being new, sports competition had never been her thing. In her former boarding school, she rarely participated in any thing during inter-house sports and she didn't think it would be different this time. She was content with being a complete spectator so the house she belonged to wouldn't matter.
But some people had other plans.
"....pleasseee"
"For the last time guy Noo!" their assistant sports prefect said walking so briskly that the boy beside him struggled to keep up with his pace despite having long legs as well.
"Abeg na..."
"Guy wetin na, I don tell you, it's mister Segun that compiles the list. Wetin you wan make I do" he stopped and turned sharply. Damien sighed deeply.
"Just help me make sure we are in the same house"
"You and who?"
"Ifechi"
The lanky boy face-palmed himself. "So you sef you don join all those hopeless guys wey dey disturb person to put their babe and them in the same house" he began walking.
Damien frowned.
"Ah ah guy na, what's that supposed to mean? See if na you, you no go like am? Abi you no go want make your babe dey the same house you dey... Ehn?" He said jogging calmly.
"No" Tunde replied sternly.
"Really?"
"Yes. It's a sports competition not a honeymoon...and besides, didn't you just get out of a relationship" he said giving him a judgemental look, Damien frowned.
"Forget that one"
"Hm..."
"Guy abeg na, I take God beg you"
Tunde stopped walking again and turned facing him with a dissapointed look. He couldn't believe why Damien, of all the guys in their set, could be begging so much for such a silly reason.
"Hard guy hard guy, see wetin girl don do you..." He sighed and shook his head in mock pity. Damien rolled his eyes.
"You go help me abi you no go help me?" He asked. Tunde eyed him before shrugging.
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