THE GIFTS

My room has been my own heaven since I moved in though am yet to know who is behind all these.

I get unnecessary attention since the very day I moved into my private room, the students and lecturer alike, A lecture can't end without the lecturers asking me over and over again if I understood their teachings, like am the golden boy of the school.

I am gradually climbing the ladder of popular student of brooks university, which I so much not want. People now see me from a different perspective, I get looks bearing mixed feelings like hatred, jealousy and envy.

I have tried every possible best to avoid Jocks, kings and queens of the school, for one the best strategy to pass through school is to go unnoticed. If only the person who began all this, could see nothing good comes from making a nerd the center of attraction in the school.

I am no prince yet here I am leaving a life meant for a Prince. I think our luck is on our side, just the other day, Mum called me the other day that some philanthropist gave her a huge amount of money to set herself up.

I have used all the computer knowledge I have to track the so called philanthropist, but  is like the person is ghost for nothing has a record of the person.

In as much as I love watching basketball, am no player of the game.  Sofia and I were at basketball pitch watching Ronny do his training and also very good at it.

I play online game to pass time, so yeah i was Lost in my online game that it didn't occurs to me a ball was heading my way, By the time I registered the shouts around me, the ball has taken a hit on my forehead and instantly  I felt pain on the very spot the ball hit causing my vision to blurry. With the pressure, coupled with the move I made to dodge the ball, I fall backward thereby hitting my head on a nearby bench, darkness consuming me.

I woke next at the school clinic. I was giving some medications to relief the pain, after which my vital signs were checked.

Towards the late evening, I was asked to go Back to my room, even though I still felt a slight pain and dizziness as a result of the medications given to me. Losing memory of what happened, Sofia recanted all that happened while I was unconscious, how a total stranger ran out and carried me to the clinic, Like he was there watching all along.

my mind went back to the invisible bodyguard whom I have gotten accustomed to.

Tired, I tried taking a nap when my door swung open and  Becky came in bearing a parcel for me.

wrapping off the box, inside bears a gift, the latest iPhone, addressed to me from W.K.

I thought over and over again, thinking if i got a friend with the initials but made no head way.

Turning it on, a customized massage displayed boldly on the screen, I began to have cold feet as sweats began to replace my cold body, the hand that held the phone was trembling as I read the message

"MY HEARTBEAT, HOW ARE YOU FEELING NOW, HOPE THE PAIN HAS SUBSIDED? DON'T PUT YOURSELF IN SUCH A RISK AGAIN. IF YOU WANT TO WATCH BASKETBALL, ENDEAVOR TO SIT AT THE BACK WHERE THE BALL WILL HARDLY REACH. JUST TO LET YOU KNOW, YOU GOT ME REALLY WORRIED. TAKE CARE. I WILL CONTACT YOU SOON MY HEARTBEAT."

Now I am really, really scared, Who could this be?

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