Hell In A Cell - Episode 2

 

The bell was rung and everyone was to return to their classes.The prefects were busy having their ceremonial brief meeting.You could clearly see Bola who most times, liked to be addressed as "Praiz* or "M-gurl" looking radiantly in her blue-faint shirt and navy-blues kirt with a glittering rosy-red tie having the school name "B.C.HS" written on it. She is the head girl and it was obvious in her character ever since she was chosen.

The students returned to their classes waiting for their subject teachers . But
for me?, I was vehemently praying this bald-headed man forgets he's having a class. In not more than three minutes, an
average heightened man with an obvious little protruding belly entered the class with a marker on his right hand. He went
straight to the board, faced it for some minutes, shutting his eyes like someone in deep thoughts then faced the class for
us to greet. He is our Mathematics teacher and its obvious because the nature of his smooth surfaced head could clearly tell you how good he is in his field. Most times I looked at that head and thanked God I don't know Mathematics-so hilarious, probably because I was scared of getting bald like him. His name was Mr Solomon and he is famously known for his expertise in his field has a Mathematics teacher

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. We believed he had a 2-1 at the University of Lagos. Most students love to be around him,same as I but his subject?, No. Looking at him standing right in front of the
white glittering board,I wished I could standup and shout,"sir how come you understood this folktales of figures and it's movements so well?", My heartbeat increased rapidly when he told Tade to get our notes from his table, you could clearly see Tade running for the erand like someone who had won a
raffle draw for a trip to Kuvukiland.I kept watching, searching for a similarity between Mr Solomon and Tade and I noticed one thing was obvious.You could notice the resemblance in the Architecture of their heads.Tade is a tall barell-chested boy whom is known for his hair cut, "lower-cut", instead of "low-cut. His head is like a spherical plate of Yoruba's hot Amala. Maybe that's why he is good at Mathematics.

Tade hurried back in seconds like the reversal flash with notes hanging on his hands.He shared the notes with ease and they were immediately opened by each student with everyone been eager to know their scores.

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. From the "after-faces" of each person, you would be able to tell if they passed or not I turned back and met smiles on the faces of Bola, Tade, Kunle and Tunde(the famous fraternal twins) and without much ado I knew they made it.I then turned to the girl on my right, a girl with Big-round Chameleon eyes famously known as "Rhodazian Gorilla" and then I turned to some other people at
that moment,then I knew the world has both day and night. Jago (a short-thin boy usually at the front of the line at the assembly ground and also know for his zeal for dancing),
Bolu(an average heightened girl with short hair of whom we assumed that her hair grows an inch every decade and a Milli inch every leap year." Don't look at the others, what about you?", I said to myself. I looked straight down to my opened
note on the table and expected to see a magical 10/10.
Immediately my eyes colour changed into red like one similar to that of Scott in Teenwolf anytime he is about changing to a wolf.I felt a loud and continuous rubbling in my tummy, I was
confused if it was because of the early morning "moimoi and pap" that we took in the hostel or my current predicament. Mr Solomon looked at our faces and frowned his face vigorously. You could see clearly those four mighty lines forming wrinkles on his forehead.He then shouted "if you score below five over ten, stand up!" You would be so surprised to watch the slow
motion in crescendo with our shaky legs like that of a crushed cockroach. He then asked "if you score four sit down!", I was surprised to see half of us sitting down. I wished Amadioha could open the floor and swallow me at that moment but I guess the ground opener is on holidays.He kept
counting down scores from four and finally got to one and Icnoticed we were up to five standing. My heart gladdened, knowing I have relatives. Mr Solomon mouth-lashed us with abuses and reasonable words and afterwards
he told us to sit. Surprisingly, he asked "if you did not attempt the questions atall or scored zero stand up!". I thought I was the lowest, not knowing I have servants in my castle of failure.

I watched two students standing up looking like prisoners charged with capital punishment. "Gbagaun, Gbagaun...." the bell rang meaning its time for a change of period. Mr Solomon looked abruptly and said "prepare for Algebraic expression by lesson time" and we all echoed "yes Sir"." Both of you standing,follow me" he commanded and left.  

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