"So its u? " According to that question, Kevan had to say nothing obviously but he couldn't keep quiet since someone had already started giving him serious trokes at his back, "The Director is talking to you and you're still quiet, you really lack manners. Mr.Bazibu where did you get this arrogant fellow from! " This HM was so short tempered that he gave me no time of response.
'The guy asked a question that I failed to understand instead of them being specific I just received lashes for not understanding, is this how you guys teach here!' Kevan cursed them for being shameless in mind.This guy really knew how to whip as cold sweat even dripped out of Kevan's forehead. These lashes were seriously strong indeed.
"What's your name? " The Director asked still expressionless with his fingers massaging his chin while positioning his glittering head which he took to the saloon and trimmed each and everything which looked like hair making his head shine to the light, looking in my direction, I could tell the serious facial resemblance of him and Habibah, maybe it is why he really spoilt her this much giving her too much authority to even tease her fellow students as she pleased
My train of thoughts was ounce again broken by the burning and continuous lashes at my back as the same guy was asking me to why I was not responding, after receiving that much, I couldn't help but groan out in pain untill the Director gestured the HM to stop the beating.
"Kevan, my name is Kevan." Still in pain, I calmed myself down and gave my response since I knew, this was just going to be the start of all these.
"What made you slap my daughter, several times and in public? " the Director asked me again this time curiosity was shown on his face as he use a wondering voice too. He really wanted to know the reason why he was no longer respected by students to an extent of slapping her beautiful daughter's face leaving it with bruises.
To his imagination, those slaps were seriously meant to harm the receiver since her spectaculars were also broken from the beating.
I explained to him what happened but he seemed to care less according to his expressionless look on the face. After listening to me intently, he passed a cellphone shortly and one of his sidemen brought it up to me.
"Call your dad, tell him what happened and don't forget to tell him that you are going to be arrested too." The Director finally said calmly just after my hands reaching the phone.
I couldn't help but shake with fear, I was actually expecting something like this but even after its arrival, I was scared soulless.
Kevan dialed his mom and luckily or unluckily her phone was on so he told her everything which had happened but he never talked about him getting arrested.
He knew she might be very worried so instead of asking for help or what, since he already knew his mother's statuses of living, he instead used bold words on phone reminding her that everything was going to be just fine so she mustn't worry about anything.
Hanging up, the Director was aghast, thoughtfully thinking about something nobody knew. Apart from knowing how critical my current situation is, I couldn't figure out what was on his mind so I also decided to give it time and wait as the others were in the office.
"I told you to call your father and you instead just called your mom, are you scared your father wouldn't mind you being taken to the police?" The Director asked after a deep silence from the call.
"I live with my mom and I have grown with just her, I don't know where father went as I know nothing much about him still." I tried to explain frankly.
"You're currently in some big trouble kid, do you realise that? " he asked again looking directly at me.
"I know it sir but if an apology could solve the problem right now, I wouldn't hesitate at all." Kevan was meaning that if he had any other way of solving this problem apart from the police treatment, he was all ears.
"How old are you? " the Director asked shortly while studying Kevan from head to toe.
"I'm making 15 this year." Kevan hurriedly answered not knowing why the Director asked such irrelevant question but it's not that I had a choice anyway.
"I was told you came from Razor city with the Final year of First Grade results of 9 agg, you are such a wise fellow to for an old man to be so hard on, so am giving you a chance by letting my daughter decide what we should do with you. Am being generous by doing that anyway!" The Director said while leaning against his chair.
'Thiw old lad is really very shameless. We both know the hatred that Habibah has towards me. How can her punishment be any way lighter than the Director's punishment.' Kevan cursed at his anger, if it wasn't for that, he wouldnt have been kneeling down here with even strokes on his back every now and then.
" Just don't be so hard on him, forgiving is not a bad thing either." The Director turned to his daughter and said calmly with a smile.
Kevan now looked at Habibah pleadingly, for now, he was actually willing to do whatever it takes in order not to go to jail but before she said anything, the Director's phone rang putting us all on wait.
According to the wicked smile I saw on Habibah's face, I knew that I was not escaping jail surely. She had that crazy look of hatred from her pretty young face which was now bruised in halves and wholes.
The Director looked at his phone with some shock before showing me the number that was calling him "Is it the number that you called earlier? " I just nodded helplessly because I knew any time soon, my mom will know about me getting arrested sooner or later.
He picked up the phone call and talked to her for some time but all he managed to say was little because at most he was just listening more than talking. After the call he looked at his daughter and then at me and said,
"There will be no arrest for you but still you will have to treat my daughter until she tells you that she is completely fine, if I get to know that you did anything wrong to her or mistreated her in any way, I will surely be back to settle accounts."
After asking me out, It was like falling into a swamp, and when you were about to completely sink deeper into it, your hand suddenly grasps onto a tight thread that pulled you out of the deadly swamp.
'Oh good Lord' Kevan let out a sigh of relief after coming out of that office. All his life,he wished not to be invited back inside that death pit office room.
It was already during the break time when Kevan left the office, as he walked outside and around the compound, he felt many glances staring at him, some of them were of pity and others of happiness.
"It serves you right fool." it was that guy that we first had a fight with 'Kinetic', he thought that I was in deep sh*t pit not knowing that I finally just then and I was in some serious baby sitting cycle this time.
I was told that he was also the dorm captain from form one to three so I never wanted to mess around again but mostly, not today so I just proceeded to a distant area and sat down before thinking about what just happened.
It was all because of my bad temper that affects me willingly and I do stuff that I shouldn't have done.
"I'm happy you're finally here, bro! "... "Count me in!" I knew these voices came from my dommers, Ganja and Job.
"Were you guys disturbed because of me, I apologise for that and next time, I will try to think twice before doing something stupid." Kevan was feeling bad for these guys, because of his carelessness, he accidentally dragged them with him.
"We cool, just the information prefect has already got the news about what has happened inside there, its like your going to have a very big problem treating someone who doesn't eat jail's food! " Ganja said out of worry.
"You really fall into so tragic problems but you actually manage to come out yet still with tragic measures. I salute you in that, bro." Job laughed at this kind of luck, he was not interested in uch luck no matter the situation at all.
Thinking about that, Kevan was really afraid too! He barely had cash of about 50k, 2 loaves of bread plus a green polythene of sweet baked flour. That would have surfaced for himself for some months but with a sudden burden of this cocky young lady, he felt like crying out loud for Heaven's peace.
"I have been looking for you from everywhere around the school, here you are hiding in the dark!. Have this, Shabs wants some tea plus her escorts." The girl that was standing besides Habibah during the unlucky incident siad passing me any empty flask before leaving hurriedly.
'Where am I going to get the tea from when I even have no idea about the location of the school kitchen.' Kevan sighed
"I will accompany you to the kitchen, just follow my lead." Job gave a helping hand after looking at my helpless face.
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"Hello, can I have some hot water, please?" Kevan asked politely since he finally found his hidden manners in a corner of his brains.
"What's your name? " A big pot belly man drenched in sweat asked carelessly.
"Kevan." He replied helplessly, you ask for some hot water and instead get this as a reply!
" So you're Kevan! But the only person that is allowed to get that hot water from here must be named Ken, am sorry but I happen not to help you out this time." The pot belly man drenched in sweat said pitifully.
"Yeah that must be me, Ken is just my short name after Kevan. so that person must be me!" Kevan hurried to answer not wishing for the pot belly cook to chase him away.
"You're not even wearing the school uniform, I thought you were just a visitor so I couldn't even be bothered helping a stranger, Don't be standing there when you can cook tea yourself." After that, the pot belly cook cockily turned to his blackberry, on how excited he was to reach for his phone, I was guessing that he will employ our Director if he ever got his hands on an iPhone.
Not caring about the pot belly cook anymore, Kevan found himself a kettle before washing it then pouring some clean water in it too, he placed the kettle on the fire source and found somewhere quiet to wait for the water to boil.
As Job and Ganja had already left the kitchen grounds, Kevan rested on the soft palm grass laying down while facing up before closing his eyes too.
He really wanted to rest his mind a bit for this was such a long day, he calmly decided to sing it off his mind and think about the hell repayment later as this was usually his doing when he was free or troubled.
Yeah, to him, singing was a habit which made his heart at peace not to mention how he liked rapping most...
*Yeah, I don't wanna fall asleep..*[1]
*I don't wanna pass away..*
*I've been thinking of our future 'Cause I'll never see those days..*
*I don't know why this has happened, but I probably deserve it..*
*I tried to do my best, but you know that I'm not perfect...
...Kevan continued to sing before being taken away by the song leaving all the problems behind his thoughts..
[1] This is a simple rap song by Powfu called Death Bed aka Coffee for your head.
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