"Richard!" My dad called me again, I heard him from my room and his voice was almost like a roar piercing my heart. Dad has always been one to yell, he was a very impatient man and I really couldn't blame him, his time was really his money.
"I'm coming dad!" I shouted back, though I didn't think he heard me.
I was dressed for school, my white long sleeve shirt and my brown tie designed with ash colored stripes on my brown neatly ironed trousers, it was long, indicating that I was a senior. I had forgotten my coat up in my room, it was compulsory for seniors to wear their coats every uniform day, so I ran up to get it and now my dad was hurrying me back, I don't know why we have to leave the same time though, we don't pass the same routes and we definitely don't take the same car. I have a driver, he drops me off at school and picks me up everyday in my dad's second car, a black range rover.
I rushed out of the house, my mum was standing at the door, I leaned in for a kiss and placed one on her cheek. My mum was adorable and I loved her beyond comparison. I rushed in to the already open car I usually take and soon my dad and I were out like a convoy. Two black expensive range rovers with tinted windows driving close to each other. At the junction of our street, my dad took the left to the mainland and my driver took right to the island.
School was totally a walk over for me, I aced every single thing and I was only failing at sports, I was in the soccer team but was mostly on the bench because of my inability to play. According to my doctor, activities like that could be detrimental to my health. I've actually passed out during practice two times and I was advised to stay away, but I couldn't, I love soccer so I just stayed but I didn't play or practice, instead I helped the coach to strategize and make formations, I wasn't bad at being the coach's assistant, but it was nothing compared to playing, scoring a goal, having girls cheer at you, becoming the star of the match.
We pulled up in front of my school, Cleaveland College, and I got down from the car, Richie mode activated.
I checked the time, it was just ten minutes after seven in the morning, assembly starts in twenty. I walked in to the school compound and straight to my class. Not many people come early so the class was still quite scanty. I walked to my seat at the back of the class and looked over my right shoulder, I noticed Wendalyn, sitting in her seat, I've always had a crush on her but we don't really talk, she's just someone I know, then again, everyone is someone I know in this school, I was quite popular, I was Richie.
"Good morning Richard," she said gesturing to where I was about to sit, "Hi Wendy", I replied looking at the chair, it had gathered dust. "Damn", I sighed.
She smiled and got up with a tissue in her hand. Wendy was a fair Yoruba chic, she was beautiful but I liked her because she was smart and nice. I didn't make a move on her because I have never thought she'd be one to think about dating and all, even as a teenager, so I just let her be and consoled myself with the 'hi and hello' relationship we had.
She smelled like lemon and it appealed to my senses. She walked up to me with the tissue and when she was close enough, I tried to take the tissue from her hand but she slightly held my hand back, her hand was warm and moist. She turned around to my seat and slightly bent over and started cleaning the dust off the desk and chair, her butt was slightly touching my manliness and it looked like she was grinding me, only there was no music. It was just the two of us in class so I didn't worry that someone might see, I tried so hard not to get an erection but I failed and she must have felt the boner, I just stood there, still with a racing heartbeat. She soon finished cleaning and stood straight, looked down at my boner which wasn't so visible because of the way the uniform was sewn, "Uhm... thanks...", I said and she sent me a smirk and walked away to the waste bin, dumped the dirty tissue paper and walked back to her seat like nothing happened.
The rest of the day went fine, Benita, my actual girlfriend was all over me, I bought her lunch as usual and did normal guy things with my male friends. Benita was a black beauty, often called Queen B, she had her group of friends who followed her around like she was truly their queen, my best friend Sam, was as funny as usual and later on we will chat about girls and I probably might tell him about Wendy. Chemistry, Maths and Geography and soon it was half past three in the afternoon, school was over. Mr Mark, our geography teacher reminded us about the assignment he gave us at the beginning of the term, it was due next week, last week before exams for the term. He walked out and we were finally free.
"Hey babe", queen B walked up to me and sat on my lap, "Hey B" I say and get my hands all over her, right there in class, it was after school hours so we were free anyway. My driver was probably already waiting for me outside so I quickly kissed her and caressed her body, I noticed Wendy with the corner of my eyes, she stared at Benita with disgust. I really don't understand girls. We made out for about ten minutes and I told her I had to rush home, we were alone in the class already and the whole time, Sam was on the lookout for us. I walked out and fist bumped him, "smooth one," he said and chuckled. She'll most likely take her time to dress properly, her bra and shirt was off and of course I took them off, I didn't see her the whole weekend so it wasn't my fault.
"Chat later brah" I say as I hop into the black range rover and my driver zoomed off.
*****
My short siesta was interrupted by the sound of messages coming into my phone. I hiss and shake my head, the network has been terrible and I had not been able to browse since I got back from school, I guess it's better now, and it was almost time for my evening run. I run around Badagry to keep fit, since I can't do sports, I choose to keep fit by running everyday after school, in the evening. It's seven in the evening and the sky is darkening.
"Mum, I'll be leaving for my run in ten minutes!", I yell and hear a faint "okay". I grab my phone and earphones and select my running playlist to resume from where it stopped. I put on my black sweat pants and grey hoodie with my white air Jordan shoes. Just before I step out of the house, I decide to check the messages that had come in, I see one from an unknown number, one from Sam, three from Queen B, 125 unread messages from the class group chat and one from my dad. I quickly archive my dad's chat and put off my internet connection. I play the music and start to jog out of the house.
I've been running for forty minutes now and I'm pretty pumped. I always carry around an energy drink which I now took a sip from. I had stopped in a dark street and the road ahead was narrow, bushes were lined on one side of the street and houses on the other side. This was a familiar route, just through the bushes there was a turning I usually took which would get me faster to my house. I stretch my body and start jogging through the bushes, along the cleared lane. As I approach the turning I could have sworn I heard a growl behind me. I stopped and looked back, paused my music and kept still for three seconds. The air was calm, it looked like it was going to rain later in the night and I felt the scent of neat bushes and grass hit my nose, I took it in and it felt good. I resumed jogging, this time slowly without any music and there was a strong feeling like I was being watched. I stop and take in deep breaths, I guess I lost track of time and exceeded my running limits, my head became light and my eyes were dizzy, I looked back and I saw a pair of eyes in the darkness behind me, red eyes, blood red eyes. I clutched my chest and staggered a bit before falling down. I took in brief breaths this time trying not to pass out, what was I thinking running for this long, now they won't allow me run again, they'll say it's detrimental also.
I lay there trying to stay alive and the red pair of eyes now move closer, I was scared to death and if I wasn't fighting to stay alive, I'd have passed out from fear already. The eyes are soon in front of my face, only they don't belong to a human being, a dog like creature stood on four paws in front of me, growling with red eyes and sharp fangs. It walked around where I lay and just as I was about to pass out, I felt a sharp pain shoot up my body from my right leg, it had bitten me, the dog bit me! Great! Now I had to check if I've got rabies too, I screamed loudly and passed out.
