John episode 4 – 5

John
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Episode 4
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Written by Ekhosuehi Testimony
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“Cat got your tongue?” Mr. Harrison asked John who stood like the statue of liberty.
“Sir… I-I-I.” John stammered.
“Oh… I never knew you had a childhood-onset fluency disorder. And class…” Mr. Harrison turned swiftly to the entire class with a stern look. “What’s a childhood-onset fluency disorder?” He asked to nobody in particular. Expecting anybody to answer his question. Of course John and Oliver were familiar with the term, but they decided to keep quiet. Mr. Harrison searched with his eyes critically to see any student raising a hand in an attempt to answer the question, but nobody was able to answer it. “Oh, I never knew this class could be this quiet. Since I got no answer, I am gonna…” Mr. Harrison paused when he noticed a girl raising her hand. “You want to answer it?” He asked the girl who nodded with affirmation.
“You are new aren’t you?” He asked her, but threw another question before she could answer the first one. “What’s your name, young lady?” He asked, gazing upon her.
“My name is Vivian.” She said, while standing up.
“Oh, Vivian. As devilish as her name sounds.” Richærd whispered to Oliver, when Mr. Harrison diverted his attention to Vivian who stood boldly.
“Vivian is a nice name, you idiot.”
“Whatever.” Richærd said, rolling his eyes.
“A childhood-onset fluency disorder…” she began. “… is a speech disorder that involves frequent and significant problems with normal fluency and flow of speech. People who stutter know what they want to say, but have difficulty saying it. For example, they may repeat or prolong a word, a syllable, or a consonant or vowel sound. Or they may pause during speech because they’ve reached a problematic word or sound.” Vivian concluded smartly.
Mr. Harrison is a very hærd person to please or impress, and when pleased or impressed, he never shows it. He always finds fault in a student. “Nice one, but should have given us an example.” He complained. “But, sir. I gave an example.” Vivian defended.
“I meant you should have demonstrated.” He covered up. “I’ll rate you 5/10. You would have got 9, or possibly, 10 if you had given us example. Howbeit, you tried. Take a seat all of you.” He said, then turned to the marker board while the students who were standing began to settle for their seats, bringing out class instruments.
“John?!” Mr. Harrison called out, thereby, alluring John’s attention, who stood up to answer his called. He equally tried to maintain his composure because he knew the calling was of no good.
“It seems…” Mr. Harrison began.
“It seems these hoodlums of a friend you have are corrupting you. I have always known you to be a decent student.” He said as he turned to a girl sitting beside Vivian. “Could you please do me a favour by switching seats with John?” He asked politely while the girl stood up without replying and walked straight to John’s seat, giving him the “what are you waiting for” look.
“Today is doomsday for you, bro.” Christopher said, giving John a naughty smile.
John moved slowly to the seat which he was asked to sit. He tried to maintain his composure, despite the uneasy feeling he had. The class activities kicked off immediately, the class for that day was uneventful, the toppers paid attention while some hooligans had immoral actives going on in class which Mr. Harrison didn’t notice.
The class ended in a flash, students started trooping out while some stayed behind to have some discussion best known to them. John stood up to leave without hesitation, he had earlier prayed for the discontinuance of the class, he picked up his bag and books furiously, as he turned to leave, he felt a tender touch on his left arm which made him to stop where he was. “Who could it be?” He thought inwards. “Could it be that Vivian wants to apologize?” He smiled at his own words, turning slowly to the direction of the person holding him, but unfortunately, he saw the disappointment of his life.

John
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Episode 5
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Written by Ekhosuehi Testimony
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John smiled at his own words, turning slowly to the direction of the person holding him, but unfortunately, he saw the disappointment of his life.
“Hey, Johnny boy.” Hannah said, smiling, trying to be rom-ntic.
“Oh, God! This she devil!” He said inwards, stretching his neck to know the direction Vivian went.
“Who or what are you looking for?” Hannah said curiously as she glimpse behind her, and returned her attention to John with a worried look.
“Hannah…” John began, looking at her eye-to-eye.
“I have to go now…” he said, and walked away to catch up with Vivian, leaving Hannah confused and speechless.
Hannah was the queen bee of Western High, she was known to be rude, harsh and trashes anyone who dare oppose her. She gets whatever she wants, no one dare messes with her. An instance, when she beat up a girl just because she stepped on her. The cause of this attitude was because her parents are stinkingly rich, and influential.
Hannah stood at the doorway, boiling with anger, she didn’t understand what just happened. “If I don’t get him, no one will.” She said, smiling.
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“Hey, Vivian.” John called as he walked briskly to meet her with an increased heartbeat.
“What do you want? Wanna bump into me again?” She asked, as she turned swiftly, glaring at John.
“Hey, it’s not that.” John began with a remorseful look on his face.
“I just wanted to say I’m sorry for bumping into you earlier.” He apologized.
“It’s okay. We all make mistakes, that’s what makes us human.” Vivian finally retorted after some minutes of silence, giving John a charming smile.
“I’m Vivian.” She introduced herself, stretching her hand for a handshake which John didn’t hesitate to respond to.
“I’m John, John Monroe. Nice to meet you.” He said as they shoke hands.
“The pleasure is ineffably mine.” Vivian replied.
“Care to go to the canteen with me?” John asked.
“That’s if you are buying for two.” She replied and they both laughed.
“That wouldn’t be a problem.”
They headed to the school Cafeteria which was a large building as part of the school, well painted, it has stylish chairs and tables at every corner which some has been occupied by students who were chatting and eating.
John and Vivian settled on an empty seat after getting something for launch. They talked and laughed, it was like they have known each other for ages. While they were chatting, James sighted them together, he was quite shock how well they were going, he looked at them for a few seconds and walked closer to their seat. “I see you have met the new girl I told you about.” James said, smiling.
“What do you mean?” Vivian asked, quizzically. Looking at James and then John.
“Um… don’t mind him. He always say things he is not suppose to.” John defended, glaring at James. Of course James got the message, he introduced himself as John’s friend and left them.
“What was he saying?” Vivian asked, looking at John, waiting for answers.
“He was just kidding, that’s how he is.” John lied.
“I believe you. I have to go somewhere now, I’ll catch you later.” Vivian said as she stood up and walked out. Leaving John alone in the canteen. As soon as she left, Oliver, Christopher, and Richærd came out from nowhere, hailing John, saying “You’ve got her, you’ve got her…” The trio have been watching the both of them.
“Keep your voices down, guys.” John said, trying to shut the boys up.
“Keep our voices down? Hell no.” Richærd said, laughing.
“He’s in love!” Christopher shouted, raising his hands up.
“You guys are embarrassing me!” John said, looking confused.
“Was that the reason why you were smiling like an idiot in class?” Oliver asked, smiling while taking a seat.
“Yes, I think it was. But, it’s no big deal.” John retorted.
“No big deal?” Richærd asked, w¡dening his eyes.
“I think he’s he love. My theory was correct.” Oliver bragged and they rest of the boys became silent, pausing as if they were being controlled by a remote.
“Why the silence? My theory was correct.” Oliver reiterated.
“Did he talk about a theory that states John is in love?” Christopher asked Richærd in form of a whisper.
“None that I know of.” Richærd replied.
“Guys, guys. Stop this. I only have a crush on her, I do not love her.” John said, spreading his hands.
“Love, and crush are the same, bro.” Oliver said, putting his hands in the table, leaning forward towards john.
“What do you know about love? You can’t see love through those eyeglasses of yours.” John teased and they all laughed.
“Wait, wait. What do you see in that girl?” Richærd asked, looking serious.
“Maybe he is blind as she said.” Christopher said, chucking.
“You guys should leave me alone.” John said, trying not to answer Richærd’s question.
“Let’s leave lover boy alone. I’m glad he won’t get to be a Reverend father. Don’t die a V-rgin, bro.” Oliver said with smiles.
“Devils.” John cursed down his breath.
Some minutes later, the school bell rang, signifying the end of the recess, students started trooping out of the canteen, some leaving one by one when Hannah came into the canteen, luckily for John, she was not around when John and Vivian were together, and when the trio of John’s friends were shouting and discussing Vivian, she would have created a scene there. Hannah surged forward through the canteen, locating the place she left her books, and she was gripped by the arm by her friend, Lucy; dragging her to one of the corners of the canteen.
“What’s it? Hannah asked, looking confused.
“I have something to tell you.” Lucy began.
“It’s about John, and the new girl, Vivian.”

TO BE CONTINUED…