NAIJAGAL SOAP OPERA!! THE CRUSH!

Starting today on both Naijagal.com and Naijagal.blogspot.com we will have an ongoing soap opera. Written by award winning writer and Naijagal Co-Founder Isy Coker. This one is called THE CRUSH enjoy and leave your comments! Thanks readers!

She is beautiful and self- assured. The daughter of the state governor, this just so happens to be the year her father finally got his wish. He was now on top of his political game. She in turn suddenly found herself surrounded by new friends. But all the while she held on to her closest friends and a secret deep down in her heart. She had a crush, oh but this was no ordinary crush. This was a crush for a senior prefect, the head boy and here she was a lowly at least in the secondary school sense fifteen year old SS1 student.

“Hey Sade”, a voice brought her back from her dream land. It was none other than Jumoke. The only one who knew about her secret crush or so she thought.

 “Mrs Philips!” Jumoke whispered turning back to Sade.  Then letting out a loud laugh! Lucky for Jumoke, the teacher had not yet arrived or else she would have had to explain why she was laughing so hard in class.

If only Jumoke knew how she  Sade wished that were true.

“Well it is almost time for a break and we know where you will be.” Jumoke continued, pointing towards a window facing a big field. “Right there, once the boys head out to play football!”

Sade turned to stare dreamily out the window;  yes that is where she will be and why not, she could stare at her dream guy for 30 minutes during her school’s break.

“Don’t look out the window but I think your guy is passing by”. Yes there he was Sade felt her heart beating so fast as though it were about to fly out of her chest. There he was gorgeous, tall and chiseled with his Head Boy badge place perfectly on his chest. It read Joseph Philips. The most handsome guy Sade had ever seen.

“You know he is not rich right? He is also an Efiko. Why him?”

“Jumoke, mind your business,” Sade replied dreaming as she watched Joseph pass by. Just then Mrs Aderonke walked in.

“This is a physics class okay how many of you are here for physics, let me just make this clear. All of you are going to fail!” What a way to instill confidence in her students Sade wondered.  Mrs Aderonke turned around to face the chalk board to start teaching; Practically talking to chalk board. The class period ended and break time had finally arrived.

Sade stood on the walk way which connected the junior school to the senior secondary school.  She held on to one of the support pillars that faced the huge field. The boys had already started running to the field to get started on their thirty minute soccer match. Sade hoped to catch a glimpse of “the crush” Joseph. Sade’s heart started to beat as though she were having a heart attack. Suddenly, out of nowhere she heard a familiar voice whisper behind her ear.

“I didn’t know you loved football,”