Chapter 9: Rumours and Reactions

Without Yemisi wahala, my grades shoot up fast.

Peace return my side. I dey read, dey do my own. After university entrance exam medicals, one gist scatter everywhere.

People dey talk.

"You hear? Yemisi get belle during the checkup."

"She dey form pure, but na Seyi woman she be, hahaha."

Some girls cover mouth, dey whisper, boys dey laugh anyhow.

Na then class prefect rush enter, dey pant. "Tobi, class teacher dey find you for office."

I no know why. My mind dey race. Wetin I do? Na book I dey read.

One guy just dey laugh, "No be small thing, even you dey involved? You dey form good boy, but you sef dey run things."

I frown. "Better mind your mouth."

He just dey laugh. "Wetin? No be shameful. Na goddess you knack, you get luck."

I ignore am, waka go office. My shoe dey make noise for corridor, my hand dey shake small.

As I step out, I see Yemisi papa dey rush come, face full of anger. E carry cane for hand, im agbada dey fly for breeze.

I just greet am, but the man kick me for ground.

"Tobi, you be animal!" The voice loud, scatter the compound. My heart jump. Na this kind matter dey spoil person name for street.

As Yemisi papa cane dey raise, I just dey pray make ground swallow me—because this wahala never even start.