Monday’s CAT was very unforgiving to the likes of me. Sophie’s discussion group did not do much to help poor me. The problem is, whenever am with Sophie, all I can do is talk-talk-talk and more talk. Our hard-working selves managed to cover three pages of Calculus in four hours. That’s how effective we can be.
CAT aside, I was very much determined to know whether Sophie was Becky’s secret informant. To this end, I tried as much as I could to guide our conversation towards relationships and meddling third-parties. If she is the informer then she is quite good because my four hours of secret interrogation drew a blank. I however let it slip that Becky and I were not together anymore.
“She wasn’t right for you.” Sophie answered as if she had been waiting for this line of conversation.
“What do you mean?” I was very curious.
“I’m a girl and Becky: mmmh!” Sophie smirked and went back to pretending that she was reading. “Now I know why she has been giving me this cursory look all weekend.” She said and laughed.
Further probing didn’t reveal any more information as to why Sophie believed that Becky wasn’t right for me. I thus abandoned my investigation and decided to go back to calculus.
By Friday, I had become quite obsessed with finding out who the informer was. Jones and I had even come up with a code name for her. We assumed it was a female. The name was ‘Pang’ang’a-1’. Against the advice of Jones the learned philosopher, I set-out to identify Pang’ang’a-1. First I drew up a list of all the likely suspects, I then narrowed it down to ten of the most meddling types and made a plan on how to catch her.
Tina, Jones girlfriend, walked in as I was finalizing the draft suspect list. Her boyfriend was not in but she chose to stay and wait for him. She went to the computer and put some weird horror movie that wasn’t even scary at all.
Jones and Tina have dated since the first week of first year. They actually met through me; a revelation of my awesome match-making abilities. Tina and I had met in one of those Church-Youth camps. We immediately clicked and we became good friend. Coincidentally, Becky and I started going out after that same Youth Camp. On joining campus, I ran into Tina at Klabu (our small market) and I invited her for supper. She met Jones and they immediately fell for each other.
Being the gentleman I am, I decided to buy her a drink as she watched her unscary horror movie and waited for Jones. Our tuck-shop had no sodas so I rushed to Hall 4 (first year ladies hostel). The shopkeeper was giving me my change when she walked down the hostel steps.
There was Becky, the love of my young life in all her beauty. She walked out of the door, barely glanced at me as moved on completely ignoring my presence. She walked to the parking lot and got into one of those sleek Mercedes Benz vehicles which immediately sped-off. I dropped the soda!
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