Esse - Episode 23

 

Weeks had passed, and still Mrs. KnowAll hadn't been found. And like Ella said, Joseph had become more cheesy. But, I couldn't leave him, he was the person helping me with my blog. My blog was a hit in school because him. I didn't know what to do, he was one of the people that wouldn't forsake me. Amarachi won't talk to me, only Dammy was still talking to me . For some strange reasons, Ebun agreed to continue speaking to Amarachi. Now, I was left with my only true friends that would never betray me.

I groaned as I sat down. It was Sunday, and the church service started few minutes ago. We had a long way to go. We'd do a lot of standing, which I didn't like. From my seat at the choir stand, I could see Amarachi and Ebun laughing and mocking people who had started sleeping. I'm jealous, I can't deny it. But still I'm not talking to any of them except Miss. KnowAll is found.

The screeching sound of the mic brought me out of my thinking zone. I looked up to find the school Chapline standing at the pulpit, ready to start the intercessory prayer session. It was one of the sessions I didn't really enjoy, but I need God, so I had to.

Few hours later, he ended the session by telling us to tell God our personal needs. People were praying for success, some family issues, some health issues, some academic difficulties, and lots more

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. But I couldn't deny the fact that I had them all, as I was about to let my mind wander away. It struck me that all wasn't well for me, and I should let God know, he has all the answers.

I bent my head and made my prayer short, clear, simple and honest. “Lord, I have no one to turn to, nowhere to go. But I have you, please help me Lord, I want 'the anonymous Miss. KnowAll' to be found today.” As I ended my prayer, the Chaplain ended the session.

I didn't know if it was going to happen today, but I had faith. Like I was taught, faith is the key to all prayers, so I stuck to my faith.

The service finished at its usual time. We all scattered to our hostels, immediately we collected out midday snacks.

Like usual, we locked our hostel again to have fun. This behavior, I know it will end soon, our external exams are fast approaching. Our administrator is going to make it all end, I'm sure he knows, but not everything.

I brought our my computer, and fetched five of my large sized McVites Shortbread biscuit. I spent my time watching different music video, and tried to type, for my blog. I've learnt a lot about myself since I started the blog. I now knew I love writing, I didn't realise I write a lot most of my lonely time, until I started my blog.

After typing for few minutes, I got bored and decided to look for Dammy’s trouble.

“Dammy,” I called her name in a low tone as I tried to peep at what she was doing on her computer. But to my surprise, she hurriedly smashed her computer shut and reflectively looked at me, smiling nervously.

I looked at her puzzled. “What are you hiding?” I asked with a smirk, trying to lighten the mood.

“Nothing,” she said with a slight shrug.

“Hmm...strange, but don't worry there are somethings I love keeping personal too.” I didn't question her, or say anything to her again. I faced my computer back, and continued my typing. She never hide things from me, so why's she hiding this?

Few seconds after Dammy continued what she was typing, I got too curious and jacked her computer.

She became furious. “Give it back to me!” she shouted at me, completely angrily.

I didn't know what came over me, but I decided to be stubborn and shouted. “No!”

She didn't disagree, or bicker with me. She started pursuing me immediately. I didn't answer her. Holding the computer carefully in my hand, I ran also.

After going round the hostel up to three times, she started shouting angrily at me. I knew I'd become persuaded to answer her, so I ran to our box room cubicle and locked it.

She banged ferociously at the door, but I ignored her and checked what I desperately wanted to. And to my surprise, I was met with my name. And a very not so humiliating topic. ‘ESSE: MARK H*E STORY’. The topic talks about how I sleep with educators to get my mark. What? My effort and academic success, she's giving it to educators I h*e about with.

I sighed, groaned, unlocked the door and walked out with countless possible evils running through my mind.

“Seems like we've found our Miss. KnowAll guys,” I said as I walked out, drawing everyone's attention.

Everyone, without exception came to the front of the box room. I looked at Dammy sternly and pointed at her. They all looked puzzled, before murmuring aroused. They all started looking at Dammy like she was a piece of sh*t.

“Wow,” I began with the only word that was on my mind, drawing everyone's attention again. “And you made it look like it wasn't you, you blamed Iseoluwa, and then made me suspect Ebun. You know I have trust issues, so you made me blame the only new friend in our midst, not knowing you're the one. And then you abused me on your blog?” I laughed humorlessly and completely furious. “I never knew you hated me this much. I mean, Miss. KnowAll is the one person I know that hates me the most in this world. You told everyone my life secrets, the secrets I wanted to go to my grave with, but felt I should carry the burden with you guys. Like telling everyone my secret wasn't enough, you started to from lies. Lies?” I groaned in pain, frustration and anger. “Gosh you're so unbelievable. I mean, I really believed in you. I thought you were that one friend that would never forsake me no matter what, and to my dearest surprise you are my actual enemy. I never for once believed the saying that, your best friend is your worst enemy until today. You've proven it right.” I sighed, looking at Ebun and Amarachi. “I've always been a fool. I blame no one but myself, I mean it was so obvious you were a suspect. But I was blinded by my silly prejudice. You were never there whenever Miss. KnowAll posted, but I never noticed until today. I've been a fool.” I sighed again.

Ebun and Amarachi had the their pity face on, so did everyone in the hostel, and that wasn't what I wanted.

I walked out of the hostel, as tears threatened to come out of my eyes. I'm so posting this on my blog today.