At College

" What's up bro? " A voice suddenly jolted James away from his thoughts. Looking towards where it came from, he saw a boy walking beside him.

" I'm good, how about you? " James replied reflexly.

" Doing good of course. This is my first day in college. How can I possibly feel bad? From your dressing and luggage, I guess you are also a fresher, right ? " asked the boy.

It was until now that James paid proper attention to the boy, scanning him from head to toe. He was dressed in neither too expensive nor too cheap clothes, the perfect definition of casual dressing. But the eye-catching factor about his dressing was that it was actually corporate dressing, which was a weird factor, as most youngsters in Nigeria would never put on corporate attire as they believe such clothes are meant for the older ones.

Everything about Samuel dressing spelt normal, but James couldn't pinpoint why exactly, but he felt something was off about Samuel. Like something was being faked. His intuition told him that Samuel was definitely a far cry from being normal.

Seeing no reply was given to his earlier question, he waited no more and instead asked a different question. " I am Samuel, and you are ... ".

" I am James " James replied in a distant tone. After all, James had always been a person with little to no friends, a loner, so the entire setting of friendship making was foreign to him.

Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind, ' Could this be the chance I have been waiting for, a chance to make a good first impression' James thought inwardly, after which his distant expression immediately became jovial.

" Yes, I am a fresher " James said, replying to Samuel's earlier question, which he snubbed since he was occupied with properly scanning him.

" What are you studying? " James asked further.

" Me, I got an admission to study Med lab " Samuel replied. Med lab is an acronym used for a famous and good career in Nigeria called Medical Laboratory. This career consists of students studying occasions like the formation of medicines, the use of natural phenomenons like rays to treat patients, the creation of medicine formula, and also aiding in the development of the medical aspect of the country.

Once upon a time, studying this career would have been considered as studying medicine. But a demarcation was made at some point, splitting the two careers as it was found that their works had a notable difference from each other.

One being in charge of treatment, and the other, the creation of the materials for treatment.

" It's a nice career to study " James complemented.

" Yes, of course, at least I can indirectly partake in the treatment of patients without having to be stained in too much blood " Samuel explained mischievously while raising his head upward a bit, as if imagining the scene.

" Snap out of it, we are in public, people are looking " interrupted James as he tugged Samuel a bit.

" Ohhhh, my bad, sorry" Samuel said as he snapped out of his delusion and rendered a little apology to James.

" Ummm, Samuel, please do you know what we are to do next? " James asked.

" Wait, you don't know " Samuel said in surprise.

" I was about to inquire from someone else before you approached me " James defended himself verbally.

With a sigh, Samuel spoke, " Forget it. We are expected to go to our respected faculty and officially sign in to the university ".

" Faculty, sign in ? " asked confused James.

" What , you don't even know about this, you didn't do any research before coming here, did you ? " Samuel asked in a slightly disappointed tone that irritated James to the core.

' What's up with this tone? ' James thought in anger. This tone was one he was familiar with, and so hearing it now brought back bad memories. The disdain in the tone was like a catalyst for James' discomfort.

" If you are going to speak, then speak. If not, then please keep moving forward. I will find another person to give me the answers I need " James threw a tantrum.