The Final Year (vol 1)

Prep

A pic of what Folahami Briggs looks like. A. K. A. Bamz.. 💖💖

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They stood leisurely in front of the hostel as they waited for their friend to hurry up. They were all heading to prep or you can call it night class which was compulsory for all students. 

The boys dormitory was built in similar way with the girls, the only difference was the people inhabiting the place. Boys.

Tokunbo placed his bag beside him as he sat on a raised surface. They were all in their house wear which consists of the blue checked shirt and khaki trousers, the juniors are seen in the same shirt but khaki shorts.

"What is he doing in the hostel?" He asked no one in particular as they both shrug.

"You know Prince, you know how he his.. He probably woke up late from his siesta" Folahami responded as Shubomi dips his hands in his pocket.

He looks around deep in thought then glares at his annoying friend incoming figure. The stupid boy only grinned at the face of his vexed friends.

"Oh boy... How na?" He slings his arm over Folahami shoulders as the latter rolled his eyes.

"You are late" Shubomi stated the obvious. One of the things he hated was tardiness.

"Guy no vex.. I guess i miscalculated the time. Besides, it's not like you love going to prep"

Tokunbo stood up taking his bag with him as the four started walking towards the school building which was quite far from the hostel.

Adeolu was right though. He never enjoyed prep, he only went there because of his friends, to change environment and of course private time with the babes.

No matter what, he still studies when he wants to and comes out in flying colors. He has a reason to go this evening, maybe just to see her face.

They were still talking when Femi walked past them without an hello or hi. He is starting to hate the guy's gut, together with him getting closer to his girl. Wait... His girl?

"Na wa o... FM!, not even an hello this evening" Adeolu called him out.

Femi turns around, his eyes sizing them up. He was also in his house wear, his bag sling diagonally over his left shoulder, across his chest just like most boys. Two button left undone making his extremely white singlet peep from below.

He nods at them but throws an hateful glare at Shubomi before turning around resuming his walk.

He chuckled darkly as his friends watch him warily.

"This boy is testing me" he grits, glaring at his figure.

"He is just angry, he will come around" Folahami said out of the blue.

"When?! This is the second year!" He questioned.

"Free baba for the babes... If he needs us, he go come back. Can't you see he is currently occupied with two not one o,  two babes." He gestured with two fingers for emphasis. They also resumed their stroll.

"You make it sound like they are dating, they are just friends" Tokunbo reacted to Femi insinuation.

"Yeah yeah.. He is friends with Ewatomi alright,  but have you seen the new girl. There is no way he will be just friends with that one, i use to say our girls are fine but this one be like mammywater. Chai! She fine like foreign witch... If only i can get opportunity to grab that ass, i will_"