FIRST LOVE (episode 2 )

Graduating from secondary school means transition to the real world. right from my days as a kid I had this kinda deep reflection which betrays my age. people never believe my real age cos I've always found myself among people older than me.
I did well in my Jamb and all my papers save for Yoruba and maths.... my mother tongue has never being my best tongue and mathematics has never being my friend. i expected such a result since no form of assistance was supplied to us during the Exams.
Graduating from secondary school is actually a step higher but detaching one's mind from d previous step seems a great difficulty. that was my case, Yeah!!! just forgetting about my secondary where I had carved my own niche seems impossible. this situation was probably due to Funke!!! a substantial part of me was With her.... I searched on Facebook, called my friends to get me her number...I tried all tricks to no avail. my heart was lost.. Yeah i did not know when It'll find it's way home...
I was in this state of mind... when a friend of mine called...
'guy how far? ' I started
'I dey... u remember Funke?' he asked
'yes na.. .wetin do her?....talk na....
'guy ansa na '
'calm down y ur blood dey hot? wale asked amidst hysterical laughter.
'I just wan tell u say I get her number ' he finally said.
'u serious? abeg send am shapally .
The call was from Wale, some minutes later, my phone beeped and my instincts naturally told me it was a message from Wale, sure it was.
I saved d number with utmost immediacy, in such a way that my inner mind asked me mockingly whether my life depends on it. Of course it does, it would be disastrous for me to continue living when my heart is elsewhere. That was me, and that has been me ever since I started feeling something in me for Funke...
i stood up from my bed and raced outside to my neighbour's. place... Mama Chisom to buy card... did I say buy? I actually went to beg for credit on credit. After much pleading... she gave me d credit.. prolly cos it was my 1st time
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'Hello... who is this? ' female voice picked up.
'Funke!! it's me senior Wasak ' I answered with a shaky voice and a heart beating like it were pounded with a pestle .
'this is not Funke! it's her mother and what do u want from her '


WHAT?
To be continued soon... stay tuned