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I had a series of impromptu tests in school, but there was one in particular that occurred in a very hilarious way.
It was my very first week in school, when we were the true definition of 'JJC', running here and there to meet up with the life-choking demands of clearance. I resumed two weeks after the actual date of resumption, and as such, I missed a lot of Lectures.
On that particular day, I was seated at the back of the class, writing some notes I missed. We had just finished the second class, and everywhere looked like the next lecturer was not coming.
Then, a guy and a girl entered through the back door and met me; it was Efe and her Sister. Efe just resumed; in fact, he just entered the class for the first time, and he needed someone to guide him while the lady is his sister that belong to accounting department, she just escorted him.
I welcomed him wholeheartedly and gave him some of my notes. We exchanged numbers, and I told them I wanted to go to the bank to pay my school fees.
I boarded a bike and got to the bank to meet a large crowd like that of a queue of people waiting to be pushed into hell.
I couldn't go back because it was actually my fourth time going to the bank to pay the school fees but the queue also discouraged me.
But that day, I decided to stay put and sacrifice it all.
Under the sun and in the long queue, I had my phone ring, and when I checked, it was Efe.
*"Kingsley, please come back right now, we have MTH101 test now,!" Efe said on a fast tongue.
Maths! Omo!
I left the queue that was almost my turn to enter the bank, boarded a bike, and zoomed off.
The bank was a little bit far from the school, so I pleaded with the bikeman to switch it to a fast and furious mood, and he did just that...we were flying on the way. All through the moment, my mind was not at rest at all. I was totally scared because MTH101 has nothing like practical to cover up; if you miss the test, you're already grooming for failure.
After like 13 minutes of driving, I got to the school gate and wanted the bikeman to drive me in, but the security men at the gate refused. So, I jumped down, paid him, and zoomed off like Usain Bolt.
I got to the class to meet a party-like hall; the big hall was filled to the brim (we were 507 in that engineering department), and guys were jumping on the desk, not considering the presence of the lecturer.
The test was over already, and the students were rushing to submit their papers upon the "5! 4! 3! 2! 1!" count of the Lecturer.
I felt doomed.
Then, I maneuvered my way in the midst of the crowd to meet Efe to see if there's any way I could write something to submit before the Lecturer counts to "1!".
As soon as Efe saw me, he called me and said I shouldn't worry.
"What do you mean I should not worry?" I asked
He said his sister wrote for me.
Instantly, I felt relieved, but, "hey! Your sister is not into engineering; she's into accounting. How did she know what she wrote?" I asked.
Then the sister came out from where she went to submit my booklet and said, "Didn't you see the rowdiness of the class? It was a copy copy copy something," and we bursted into laughter.
From that day on, our friendship knew no bounds.
The lecturer didn't use the script because we later did another test three weeks later.
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