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Must Read: My Life As A Yahoo Boy… Part 12

This is a story Written By Tz Iphekitan (Whatsapp >> 09034368823)… If you missed part Eleven , read it HERE!!!

Got to paramount around 3pm, the baga of a boy never arrive there yet sef. I ordered for a trophy, and was just chatting on whatsapp. I was chatting with this new girl, that is somehow unlocking my heart, me Wey be say I neva loved any girl for real, I was now feeling done how attracted to this girl. She’s a church member of mine sha but we met on facebook.

I was still giving her tge usual format, she Don dey fall already sef, but i just like this particular girl, so I decided not to ask her out yet, I.e I put her for reserve.

So she was the one I was just chatting with. Bosun later came around 30mins after.

B.B : guy, you didn’t telme you Don land here

Me : you dey craze

B.B : leave trash for Lawma, you dey fresh o

Me : na ur papa dey fresh

B.B : lol, Let’s go to my place jae, my spirit no dey here today.

Me : your place, See mouth, you Don build house.

B.B : lol ife see your life, I never build house , but i don buy house.

Me: seriously you own a house?

B.B : Yeah now, not a big deal

Me : wait, where do you stay?

B.B : GRA, around that Alalubosa Estate.

Me : oh boy na you oh

B.B : na you sabi, Let’s waka jae.

We went outside, I was thinking we should call a car, omo na end of disscussion i meet for outside oh.
Na so bosun enter.

B.B : oh boy enter now, why you looking life that

Me : chai bosun you don blow.
So na ur ride be this

B.B : [smiling] This one of my rides

I just sat in, we rode to his place. On the way so many things were just going through my mind, I was like, how come this guy get all this stuffs.
I must surely find out, me sef wan drive rangey.

The car stopped, bosun came out and said, “guy this were I dey lay my head oh”. My mouth were opened mehn. I was like woaw, this not a house, this is a mansion.

Me : na only you they live here?

B.B : just me and my home boy.

Me : OK

We went him, mehn the interior was madantin. I just code myself, make I no appear like a learner.

Then I was like, “bosun where is your home boy?”

Guessed who came out, it was krissh another exclassmate of mine, we were really closed then mehn. He joined us in ss3 then, so bosun and him never met in school. I was suprised mehn.

Me : krissh!

Krissh : fertilizer! [my nick name in school then], dead or alive?

Me : oh boy see as you they fresh, bosun you guys Don turn boss oh

B.B : you you guys even know each other?

We sha disscused, gist, drank, and i left there around 9pm, telling them I would be in there place very early the next day. Thou, to be sincere I didn’t feel like leaving that premises mehn. Just felt If I didn’t go home pman go dey para. Was happy to saw krissh once again thou.

Let tell you a little about krissh, like I said early he joined our school then in ss3 1st term, he was very social too, he always left school before closing hours to meet girls, that guy na confirm cassanova. I pray he never change sef so he could introduce me to girls hunting again.

To Be Continued…

3 replies on “Must Read: My Life As A Yahoo Boy… Part 12”

god i feel dis story,i wish to become u also want to be

god i feel dis story,i wish to become what u also want to be

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