MAD WOMAN

33. IT'S SHRIMP, NOT LOBSTER.

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BIBOERE'S P.O.V:

Certainly, my period was knocking on the door. It was just remaining for me to say "Who dey dia?!" {"Who is it?!"} and open. FINISH.

Aside from how messy my hormones became anytime Duchess Period of Ovaries-ton waved my way, I was normally an emotional crybaby. I know right? Shocking. I am sorry I have fallen your hand. I knew you thought of me as someone who could be a mentor or a god to James Bond. But the truth is that your bad bitch is an Associate Professor in the art of crying.

Small thing wey happen, River Niger don comot from my eye. {Just a little thing that happened, and River Niger would release itself from my eyes}.

It was worse when I was little.

The only difference now was that due to how much my infuriating cousins and annoying aunts and uncles continuously made fun of me for it—or reprimanded me for it due to how I would occasionally spoil the fun—I transformed it into anger.

No, rage.

And when I did, the same people that complained that I cried for a living, were the same bunch of idiots that told me; "You sabi vex!" {"You're easily angered!"}. That was truly where the whole anger issues of a thing happened. I normally never cried unless if the situation at hand had something to do with my Mother. This was the first time in a while that I wanted to cry and it had nothing to do with her. What made The whole thing embarrassing was that it was for a redundant reason.

For a boy that didn't even like me.

Madagascar would be rolling in her grave because of the way I was acting over a boy.

Why the fuck was I getting so worked up over Abinla hugging Eloka Obasi? It was just a hug after all...

A hug that involved straddling.

Did I stupidly believe him when he told me I was beautiful? I couldn't believe I got so delusional to the point of thinking Eloka was jealous of Kuro's closeness towards me. Not just that, but the fact he took indecent pictures of me against my will, and I got turned on that he was in control and I wasn't?

Nah, nah, nah.

I couldn't believe I was saying this, but I was starting to consider going to Pastor Ebenezer for prayers. A whole delivery session actually.

Thirty minutes remaining for the class to end, and the Lecturer finally made his way in with the course rep at his back holding a bunch of papers. "Sorry, students. There was a council meeting, so I couldn't be here for the class on time."

A few students murmured in disapproval, and some openly told him to cancel the class if he wanted and we didn't mind.

"Awa transport wey we use come here nko?!" {"What of the money we used for transportation to here?!"}. A busty girl from middle of the class shouted back at them. Many instantaneously supported her. "We're not cancelling any class, we will learn!"