KALEIDOSCOPE EP 11 : REBOUND

She walked pass the girls towards her kitchen, pulled a polythene bag out to the room exposing what was inside. Folake who had been gone for days now tried to search for a welcome gift for her folks. Struggling with the heap of small takeaway bag packs. she managed to pull out a transparent plate after several attempt

“I couldn’t buy much” but you girls could manage this drink and fried chicken”

The girls chorused a thank you, giggling in excitement “God saved you, thought you won’t give us anything...” Dami said lying flat on the rugged floor, staring at the complete fashion magazine.

“..And you girls haven’t told me why Sheila scuttled out of the house” Folake in excitement, dying for more information

“We can’t give a detailed explanation, we were left with surprises ourselves” Lola tried to explain, Munching her own chicken already.

“She came home with Lolu, probably they got talking that night cos I know they don’t.” Dami concluded while Folake was left to sort out the rest of the puzzle.

April sat nestled in a corner of the room, pulling away the bed sheet for the mattress which was already her shield… staring at her phone screen typing and smiling absently.

“…and Femi got me this watch!” Folake said gleefully, breaking the silence which was about to set in.

The girls directed their already distracted gaze to her. Snatched the case set from her while she kept giggling

“Wow!!!” Lola exclaimed opening the box frantically not sure where the opening was, at last… “Pierre cardin? That a lot of money” she said holding the watch, while dami went straight for the price tag.

“Ehen Ehen...” folake answered fluttering her lashes in agreement. “And that’s not all; it came with jewelleries, a necklace and six different pendants I could change with”

“£169!!! He’s thinking marriage” she said shrewdly

“ Ahan! Just because of approximately 47,000 naira or thereabout… Dami!!!” Lola exclaimed

“That’s not all, matching clutch and shoe wasn’t exempted, it wouldn’t have been nice if he hadn’t added some clothes.. lots of chocolate I dread cholesterol and fat.. That’s a lot right?”

“ He’s probably thinking marriage. Please don’t say yes” Dami said quickly

“Why won’t she?” Lola jumped in

“Because, that ring?,  a mini handcuff, he might not even be able to stay in detention with you hence life imprisonment ” Dami responded hoping she just made some sense

“Calm down girls, he only travelled to London and he decided to shop for me, Dami suck it up” folake answered with subtle feelings of disgust not very sure which side to turn to.

“Well...” Lola drawled her words  “Pierre Cardin watch, clothes, shoes, tall, dark and broad, upright, lovely and caring, matured, handsome, he contacts your mom often, as a good family too, friends with your siblings, he works in the bank, fears God and he loves you?” I would say yes!” Lola added slowly twitching her eyes towards folake trying to make a cue

“hmmmm pastor miss…but he hasn’t said anything?” she spread her palms, sceptical about her friend dreams

“You too?” Dami replied astonished not sure who else supports her notion. “April! Hope you are on my side?”

She turned round towards April who was still busy with her phone typing profusely, smiling and blushing. Her face changed, eyebrows tucked, popped eyeballs

“What is this one doing self” she snatched the phone off her hands to get her attention.

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“Hello everybody! Hope you are feeling fine?” Sheila opened the door gently singing the popular kindergarten song while she walked towards folake who was sitting in the middle of her self-contained room; she gave her a choking hug.

“Have missed you…”

“Missed you too honeydrum” folake responded forcing her inner sexy tone.

“Honeydrum? What the hell is that? She leaped out of her laps

Dami who has been watching the whole scene carefully and disgustedly bounced on her first.

“How do you know we are here?”

“Have got the best roommate in the world, of course she texted me.” Sheila bragged confidently

“Dami give me my phone now!” April squealed in haste hoping she doesn’t have to repeat that the 5^th time

“Yeah back to you! Obviously am not blind, and my brain is functioning, quite well. Lately! You keep smiling and blushing at your phone and right now our marriage convo don’t make sense to you because you weren’t listening, Am not gonna check your phone to see whoever you were talking to,  so you tell me”

“Marriage convo? Who is getting married!!!?”

They ignored the question like they didn’t hear her say that, Lola rushed towards the kitchen to get a cup for her drink

“Ok, I think now that I have your asses seated in the same room as me, it can’t sound any better,. Because there aint no appropraite time for this” she paused, took a deep breath and said very fast

“I got back with David”

“You did what?”

“You mean he did that come back thing to you and it worked?” Lola said really loud, amused

“urhmmm.. He said he was sorry and that he never dated Rita or Helen, but he had them rumbling and tumbling for him

“And that also explains Bola, Ope, Tiwa, Rukky… how about his different episodes with those girls?” Dami said ranting over her list

“Well, its past now”

“Really? You think?” Sheila asked rhetorically

“buhahaha, that explains your 5^th break up with him. He loves you and he does things that hurt you? Obviously yes” Dami said knowingly

“We never really broke up, we only did once” April drawled hoping she convinces them

“ohk, you think? Maybe all that ‘gimme a break, gimme a break’ sounded like ‘baby I love you, baby I love” Dami said rattling loudly

“Would you just stop your excoriations or you go fill in the gap for your lost sheep” Folake scolded her

“Fine, guess have not been too nice, but maybe Helen was right after all… are you sired to him?” Dami continued rattling her long list of jeremiad

“C’mon shut up already.” Folake jumped in, roved her eyes around, turning towards April

“Do you think you are doing the right thing?” she asked calmly

“Yes, I think”

“Then that settles it” folake said with mild effect of certainty

“Dami it’s not your relationship, its hers, learn to bring your emotions down a notch when contributing to other people’s business” Sheila suggested trying not to sound like she was deprecating

“Yes ma!”  Dami responded with a sneer “… but really, which girl goes back to a dude who blames her for his infidelity?” she continued

“He’s past that now” April defended her heartthrob

The girls looked at each other astounded, shaking their head in pity for her mediocrity when it comes to relationships

“Ok, this girl is in love” Lola said with quizzical expression “look here April; he has done it several times before he can do it again, you can’t be sure he has changed. You are back now just a week”

“He probably enjoys toiling with your emotions, you should get over yourself too and stop been annoying, cut yourself some slack” Sheila added sipping the cup of juice in front of her.

“This is something I would want you to walk out of, which I would rather say calmly” Dami said sounding refined and calm “when they say someone needs help with girls David does, he has really gone past that 100level boy you used to know!” she emphasized leaving her other friends to wonder why she won’t just shut up.

 “Let’s give love a chance” Folake said her tone was tentative “Make it work girl but please don’t force it”

“If it doesn’t work again, we could say go to hell love! While we drink it away” Sheila said amidst a broad grin lifting the cup of orange Chivita juice she was holding at the time

“If we used to drink it away every time the table turns for April, y’all would have been at the rehab now” Dami said while the girls had a fit of laughter

April grasped her phone from the bed where Dami had dropped it; she focused on her initial task, not affirming to her friends. The popular blackberry ringing tone busted out of speakers from different angles of the room while the users checked their phones to see if it was theirs… folake and Sheila dug out there phones ringing at its highest almost at the same time

“How many times have I told you to change your ring tone” folake shrieked as she attended to her caller

“You are to change yours my BB model is far higher than yours, there aint no chance for subjugation…”

 Sheila replied her, standing up from her seat, rushing towards the door to the open.

“Hey...”

“Hey Sheila... sorry am bothering you already” her tone sounded gait and tiring “have searched the whole house particularly my box where I kept the envelope. I can’t find the pictures…”

Too stunned as words failed her when she needed them most. She went numb, a cold shiver ran down her spine and her sight blurred. Her feet melted beneath her as she struggled to find the nearest wall to grab…

... to be continued

Written by: Debby Oni

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KALEIDOSCOPE EP 10: DOUBLE-DEALING

Esther soon finds herself in the little class set for the cell-fellowship she attends, thinking she was first as usual, of which her wristwatch affirms she was quite earlier than the set time for the programme more than ever, only for a voice in that same room to disapprove.

 “Hi Esther”

 Those two words, as brief as they were, threw her off guard. She turned around in one swift movement and saw the strangest thing to have shown up in that environment at that point in time, to make matters worse he had a bible in his hand!

“Hi!” she stuttered and later found courage to continue, “...so interesting to have you around!” she tried as much as possible to hide her shock but it was too glaring. "You're Tade, right?" She asked uncertain.

He smiled and made sure to expose his perfect dentition. He got this, he thought as he re-assured himself.

"I can see one of us is well acquainted already," he replied

This is one of those individuals that motivated and frustrated her choice of being a 'S.U.' ...and there he was, standing right in front of her and the thought of it made her want to say “get thee behind me, devil” just that the devil in question had a bible in hand. “It wouldn’t be bad to have a taste of a life in Christ like you” Tade replied, hoping to solve the puzzling look she had on.

'If he was hoping to achieve something, his facial expression was giving him away. It just didn't look like one that had gotten his heart convicted by the Holy Spirit!'

 “How nice!” she managed to squeeze those from somewhere, just then they heard footsteps as the youth co-ordinator walked in “Hi sister Esther!"He said in a sing-song voice and with a light gait in his walk, he turned to Tade "It’s so wonderful having you around, brother Tade”

Esther heaved a sigh of relief as John came in to her rescue.

 “I got you the form like I promised, have it and make sure you fill appropriately!” John said as he handed Tade a pen.

“Sister Esther, you’ll have to follow up on his progress as a new convert in Christ and I know God will help you make him a strong follower!” Bro. John said amidst a broad grin! “Yeah right” she thought to herself. “Ok..?!” at this time Esther and Tade’s faces meet and the latter seemed to be excited at this development.

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"Are you kidding me?!" Susan was astonished. She had already beeng given the 411 on the situation at hand.

"You should have seen my face, it was like my doppleganger was suddenly conjured in front of me"

"Tade!...the same guy with the one-of-a-kind haircut? That pursues anything in skirt?!" Susan asked bewildered as she tried to relay her level of disbelief

"Yeah, I guess?...how do you know all these about him, never knew he had become your object of interest though" Esther replied and rolled her eyes. Part of her wanting to dig for more dirt

"I hear stuff...not every one lives in a cave!"

"Whatever! Knowing wouldn't add to my grades anyway" Esther shrugged

"I even heard he has slept with all the girls in uppercrust hostel..." She lowered her voice "them sheila and co"

"Holy moses!...susan!!" Esther exclaimed with a look of reproof

Susan made a zipping of mouth gesture and continued leafing through the textbook that she was no more paying attention to.

"What baffles me is why he went to your church...I mean, there's 'new-generation-abundant-prosperity  church' and other hippie-yippie kinds around..." Susan rattled on "or...did you give him a tract or by any means invite him to your church?"

"Miss susan, I don't keep a day-to-day journal or register book of some sort of the hundreds of people I distribute tracts to. Idon't know!...wait!...maybe brother John invited him"

"Or he's after something!" Susan snapped her fingers,  ignoring the latter part of Esther's sentence

"I wonder why I disclose issues like this to you. It's not like you would give me a precious piece of advise or something" Esther retorted and resumed to punching her calculator like it was about to become extinct.

"Whichever way, you were one good instrument in turning the lost sheep into God's kingdom, sister Esther," Susan winked and stressed the latter part of the sentence in an odd black-american tone.

Esther giggled "okay...drop the textbook, I know it's a facade and copy what you want and get your skanky behind out of my room!"

"Ohooo...someone knows how to talk dirtyyy" susan drawled still in the same fake high pitched black american tone.

Esther threw her dont-mess-with-an-angel look and susan raised her hands in submission.

"Oops! Calm down st Mary...

                                          ..... to be continued

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KALEIDOSCOPE EP 9: HITHER AND THITHER

A cloudy day is no match for sunny disposition...this season you can’t just wake up one day claiming to be a fortune teller, predicting your first event with a weather forecast. Not in this part of the world where its cold in the morning, and you're left to deal with the heat and dust at noon.

“Welcome back Arthur” Yinka said to himself prideful, cleaning his newly acquired tuxedo outside his always-busy hostel which now seem dead silent.

He stood with his shorts almost falling off his waist and exposing the better half of his boxers.

With sound busting out of the speaker of his Samsung S4, he didn’t waste time as he struck the Michael Jackson move to the popular song by Justin Timberlake, 'take back the night.'  He kept wowing to the song waving the small towel on his right hand consistently. He tried to tuck his shoes on his left hand between his thighs, and then slid backward in demonstration of the popular dance step by the 'king of pop.'

“I would make a good dancer” he muffled to himself.. “Maybe I shouldn’t have come back to school, too many enemies” he said as he continued with the cleaning.

Yinka had been given a second chance back in school as a result of his father’s influence. He had never wanted to come to school, always been dreaming of having one of the best studios in the country, prior to his love for photography and graphic design, hence ditching school, ...well, not until he got caught cheating in an examination with a mysterious piece of paper he thought he had chewed though.

His playlist changed quickly to one of his favourite alternative rock songs. 'Radioactive' by Imagine Dragon. He roared to the song several times, showcasing his imaginary guitar… with the last pair of shoe in his hand. Just as he was being carried away with his mini performance…

“Hello, Mr yinka Bernard”  a sharp and clear voice in mockery of him called out from behind him.

Wondering who that might be, he turned very quickly in embarrassment.

“Oh! Look who's here?” he said giving a sly grin... “Miss Rhoda and wife!”

The two girls stared at each other in disgust.

“We came to see you, are you going to welcome us in or are you just gonna continue with your mini concert?” Rhoda said with her commanding tone.

He gave an heavy shrug, tilted his neck in pity, prior to the insult he just received.

“You could come in, but no snogging in ma room please...” he said reciprocally, hoping they flare up and leave.

Sheila who had been silent all along watching and listening to the swirl rising popped in.

“That’s quite humiliating” she muttered

“obviously yes” he responded, leading them to his room, carrying with him the small bucket and brush he was using for his cleaning job.

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“Nice room...” She said as she picked up the magazine beside her and sat in one of the most comfortable chairs…

Sheila noticed the matching colour of his room's window blind and rug as she tried peeping through to see the other part of his room. His bed was well laid and his toilet door was closed.

“Clean room, neat boy” she thought 

“You have any roommate?” Rhoda asked flipping through the magazine.

“nope just me, and several housemates” he answered, wondering the reason for the question

“hmmmm… loottsss of privacyyy…” she drawled flaunting her sheepish smile

He kept mute, pretending he didn’t hear and hoping she goes straight to whatever she came for. He sighed as he rest his back on the wall close to her.

“Why are you back in school? You are not meant to be here”  she swayed whilst detest sounded in every of her word.

He cocked his head in frustration, hoping it ended soonest... “My dad insisted”

“You are a big boy, you should tell him you don’t wanna come back to school, at least not the same one,” she persisted.

“... but i'm back now, so you all should get over yourself” he said looking at both girls.

“We don’t want you here, you should pack your stuffs and leave!” She yelled at him with her eye balls bulging.

Amused, Yinka hutched forward like he didn’t hear her clearly, he twitched his brows  in annoyance finding the exact words to say to her.

“What is your problem, young lady?” He questioned, still very amused with utmost feeling of irritation.

“Calm down Yinka…” Sheila halted her “ we aint asking you not to come to school,” she said rolling her eyes up and down, staring at Rhoda who was boiling with anger..

“...all I'm asking you is, where are the pictures? Do you have them here in school?” she said calmly, looking straight at the manly figure clinged to the wall.

“What picture? I already gave it to her last year before I left school when she kept threatening me with Biggy” he tried explaining.

Gobsmacked, Sheila turned her gaze to silent Rhoda.. “Is that true?” she questioned astounded. Pretending at first like she didn’t hear that and later replying casually “...yeah, collected it already”

“...And you never thought of letting me know about it? It’s not just you in that picture. It's the two of us in a compromising position” Sheila yelled.

“What do you need it for? I already have it … please stop yelling,” she shrieked.

She looked at Sheila, and then yinka in annoyance before standing from her chair

“Really, did you guys plan this?” she simmered in anger. “Ok, I wonder why I came here in the first place,” she carried her bag and walked towards the front door in attempt to escape the already opening turbulence.

Yinka lifted his hands forward with his palms up, tilted up his head and eye brows, alongside his eyeballs that gave away the expression on his face.

“You should go after your girl anyways” he suggested, dropping his hands

Sheila lifted herself from the cushion she was sitting almost all comfortable. She gave a light shrug, looking for the right word to say. She adjusted the bag strap on her shoulder.

“She’s not my girl… ” She exhaled. “See, this is one out of the million of things I want to ask you”

He nodded his head mumbling a go-ahead tone.

“How many people know about this?” she questioned

“No one, precisely..”

“precisely?”

“No one” he smiled .

“Then you ain't as bad as Rhoda painted you” gazing at his biceps, broad chest, six 'packs' …and the edge of his almost fallen-off short, she blinked. "...we should find time to talk”

She walked out of the room quickly before he could respond.

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She bumped into one of the resident of the house.

“easy girl!” he yelled.

“sorry, sorry” walking quickly towards the gate.

she looked around for Rhoda but later saw her sitting on a bench in front of a shop.

The anger in her brew up as she walked across the road to the other side.

“What is the meaning of that, that prank you displayed in there!” Sheila yelled pointing towards the building.

“what prank? Obviously, it’s the other way round… that, that was sneaky”

“ sneaky you think? How about the way you spec things, you make things happen your own way...” her anger barely contained. “How about the picture with you? Did you tell me anything about it?” she took a breath of frustration, “really, I'm done talking here...”

Rhoda stood up from the bench with the bottle of drink she was holding.

“You are against me now?” she gave a creepy smile.

“I'm not against you… all I need you to do is, go home now to get the pictures for me... 'cos I need to see the damn thing!” she shrieked and looked round to see if she had attracted attention. The woman who was in the shop rushed out to see what’s going on within her space.

Rhoda pulled her away quickly with her right hand clinged to her elbow, and succeeding in rumbling the edge of her dress.

“You were yelling” she whispered, as she pulled her further down the road quickly.

Sheila gave her a cold shoulder, tugged her hands away from hers, adjusted her cloth and bag strap. She whispered back to her.

“Get me the pictures, that’s what am interested in.”

She flagged down the next bike that moved towards her, got on it while the motorcyclist sped off as she described her destination to him.

Rhoda stood beside the road trying to get over what had just happened... she looked at her hands, saw the bottle of light Coke, and with annoyance steaming inside of her threw the bottle away as far as she could, expressing a frenzy.

              .... to b continued

Written by: Debby Oni

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