Attraction
By Adekunle Adeayo
Copyright 2015 Adekunle Adeayo
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Table of Content
Chapter I
Chapter II
Chapter III
Chapter IV
Chapter V
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Chapter I
It has always been a subject of debate as to if one could have a crush on an object of one’s imagination. Yes an inanimate or rather imaginary thing. I did not believe the phenomenon could exist until I experienced it. It also happened to a very close friend of mine Ireti. Ireti happened to be a womanizer all through our days in secondary school and university. He dated girls of all sizes and shapes, complexion and tribe. I could easily say Ireti had no taste. Ireti went in and out of relationships with different ladies as easily as you can think of and it seemed as though he wasn’t going to change. Not until ‘The Day of The Dream’ as we later termed it.
According to Ireti, a 5feet 10inches tall, dark, and handsome computer engineer, he had a dream about a girl that doesn’t exist in the real world of men. And there is absolutely nothing wrong with that, — everybody does — until he told us that he has a crush on her. “A what?” we all asked in unison.
“A crush” Ireti repeated.
“Like a C-R-U-S-H?” Simon asked “normal crush?”
“Yeah,” Ireti said with a mischievous grin on his face “and I’m really enjoying it.”
“Ireti is playing one of his pranks on us guys, and I’m surprised that you guys are giving it attention. Common guys who saw the match this evening what was the final score?”
“We saw the match,” Ireti began “I mean she and I saw it. We saw the match together in my dream.”
“I would have said you’re joking, but with this expression on your face you know what I’d say? You are going crazy.” Ayo a very reserved member of our group said bluntly.
“Ayo we sat in the front row next to you. On your left to be precise, I can recall you offered to buy a girl a drink and she told you to your face that she’s bi-sexual if you wouldn’t mind.”
“And how could you possibly know that Ireti?” Ayo asked a little bit shaken. “The stools on my left were empty through the match.”
“Maybe they weren’t empty after all.” Ireti replied.
I was both amused and confused as this drama unfolded before us. Could Ayo have been so engrossed in the match or rather embarrassed by the girl — you can say guy — that he didn’t notice Ireti sitting next to him with a new catch? There has to be an explanation to all these craziness, I thought.
“Guys I’m for real men. I met this girl in my dream and i…have a crush on her ….i am in love with her”
That was the point where we felt really concerned about him. There had been cases of people freaking out and going nuts while preparing for their final exams. However, none of the cases were similar to this.
“Let me narrate how it happened,” Ireti pleaded and we were more than ready to allow him explain. We needed an explanation. We deserved an explanation.”
“I went to see my supervisor this afternoon. When I got there, he practically cancelled all the work I’ve been doing for the past three weeks. He said my literature review was shallow and lacked form. I was devastated when he told me to begin again. In fact, he suggested I should choose another topic if this one is too cumbersome for me.”
‘Eeyah guy sorry oh…I have the same problem brother. My supervisor told me to rewrite my conclusions and find reasonable recommendations to replace my according to him ‘infeasible recommendations.’” Fabian the ‘I know all geek’ in our group said.
“Guy shut up. Focus please.” Ayo snapped at him. They were always at loggerheads. “And you’re not in the same shoes. You’re writing chapter five he’s writing chapter two. Why are you this condescending? Obviously you’re trying to spite him.” Ayinde and I laughed at the two of them and urged Ireti to go on with his ‘fable’.
“I decided to go back to the hostel to take a nap before going to see the match. I guess I was too tired to stand up when it was time for the match, so I continued sleeping. That was when it began. I was walking towards the Amphitheatre in my dream when I met this damsel. She was dark skinned, of average height, eyes that I could die for. A complete figure eight, the way I like them. My first instinct was to go after her but something restrained me from doing that. So I went to the basement to get some snacks and catch a glimpse of the match. When I got there, I saw Ayo seated and I decided to sit next to him. I can’t explain why we didn’t greet or talk. After some minutes, she joined me at the cafeteria in the basement, and for heaven’s sake she sat beside me. It was not long after then that the lady who Ayo asked to buy a drink for walked in. she was in a black jet pant, and a blue top with a black face cap that was tilted aside. She had red Nike sneakers on too.”
“My God, how could you possibly know this? You must have been close to the cafeteria or something. This didn’t happen in any dream.” Ayo exclaimed as he stood up. Surprise was written all over his face.
“No.” Ayinde said plainly “I need to clear something here. Do you mean what he just said is true?”
“To detail” Ayo confirmed.
“Jesus. We got to the hostel together this afternoon. He slept, but I didn’t. I was working on my project. Ireti did not go out until now.”
“What exactly is happening” I asked.
“I don’t know either,” Ireti said ‘the reason why I am not as scared as you guys are right now, — I should be more scared — is because I enjoyed the experience.”
“You need a pastor Ireti, this is clearly spiritual.” Fabian cut in.
“Spiritual my foot,” Ayo snapped “Ireti please continue.”
“In the dream, I took a walk to the pool side at the sport centre. I leaned on the railing and watched the athletes train. I was there for some time and just when I was about to leave I heard someone greet me. I looked sideways and it was her. I said hello and began to walk away from the pool towards the cricket pavilion. She followed so I decided to start a conversation. We talked till it was dark and I walked her back to her room in Moremi Hall.” He paused to see the expression on our faces. It was a mixture of surprise, fear and concern. He continued, “One thing about this lady is that she’s everything I ever wanted. Everything I ever dreamed of in a lady. My child hood fantasies, you name it. She’s even studying law. Can you beat that?” and so Ireti finished his tale and left us to our thoughts. No one spoke of that day and its mysterious events until later when some really strange things started happening.
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