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PLATOON II
Story so far..
LAGOS CAMP EXPERIENCE
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Still on the matter for Diamond in the Rough! We continue story so far for Platoon II to bring new members up to speed as we will continue next year with the complete story of this series and Chronicles of Greatness too.
EPISODE 15
Just then, we heard from the feedback of the microphone and we immediately stood straight. It was the commander that addressed us that morning. He gave us the daily itinerary until the last day of the camp.
“Hey, beautiful, we meet again, how are you?” The male voice said behind me. I looked back and it was John, the short bow legged guy I met the previous day when we first resumed. I tried not to show my surprise.
I felt a little uncomfortable but I did my best to hide it. Just then, I pulled Lewa “Please let's go and eat, we haven't finished our registration remember.”
“Slow down Derin, he's harmless” Lewa removed her hand from mine.
“Well then, meet me inside” I said and left for the next shop to buy my food.
“Sweetheart, you cannot run away from me, I'm stuck on you” John said behind me as I left them.
EPISODE 16
I entered the next shop where a young lady sold rice, stew and beef worth N150. We were to continue our registration. As I sat down to eat, Lewa came in.
The first lecture started, it was a welcome address. It held on the field. The day was sunny and the place was noisy. I found a bench to sit on and as I brought out my phone to dial Shaye, he was already calling.
As I dropped the call, my phone rang again and it was Annabel. I almost screamed my head off but I held myself. Annabel gave a similar explanation with a slight difference. I was too excited to be angry.
The first lecture ended 20 minutes after I returned. When we got to the field I sighted a lady with a small box from where I was, she was coming through the gate.
“Could that be Irene?” I asked myself and proceeded toward the lady's direction leaving Lewa behind again.
EPISODE 17
I walked as fast as I could towards the gate yet I kept looking back frequently like someone sneaking out of the house trying hard not to wake anyone to avoid the soldier sighting me. As I moved towards the gate the vision got clearer. It was Irene!
When we arrived the parade ground, we were told parade rehearsal had been postponed to evening time because of those who were yet to complete their registration. This afforded Irene and I more time together.
“Hey, Sweetie, nice see you again” the male voice called again. It was the bow legged John Paul. I knew his voice but I ignored and walked on. He came close and double crossed me. I had to stop. He ended his last few words by letting with one of his fingers run from my left shoulder down to my elbow; he looked at me and licked his lips lustfully.
“Don't you ever, I repeat don't you ever run your filthy finger on my body again. The next time you try it, you will be sorry.” I hissed and walked off.
“It's not over yet baby!” I heard him shout and laugh hysterically behind me as I walked off.
EPISODE 18
As I walked off, I thought about what just happened. I was a little scared. It was not what I had bargained for. John Paul looked quite rough, he was a fellow corps member like I was and he had nothing to offer me. All these thoughts ran to and fro my head like rats playing in an abandoned building.
“Derin! Where in the world have you been?” My thoughts were interrupted by Lewa's question. Lewa noticed the dryness in my voice and wanted to ask but I gave her the don't ask me look which she understood and kept quiet.
“So what did I miss?” I asked as I tried to loosen up.
As we gisted, we both walked to where Irene was and Irene was already through with her registration. After I introduced Lewa and Irene, we left the registration spot together. Just then, the bugle was blown and we had to go to the parade ground.
EPISODE 19
We assembled according to our platoons. I was glad when I found out that Irene was in my platoon. Her number was 1992. So there I was, with a familiar face in the same platoon. There were more females than males in the platoon and it was led by a friendly military officer from Minna, Niger State in the Northern part of Nigeria.
After like what seemed like 5 minutes, the sound of the microphone feedback came on and we were addressed by the Camp Commandant.
He informed everybody of the welcome party on friday night popularly known and called Camp Fire night and urged everyone to be there. Sir Yerima concluded his address by warning Corps members to be well behaved and stay within the Camp, attempt to disobey the rule will attract severe punishment.
“Help!” The soldiers ran to the scene as the corps members behind scattered.
EPISODE 20
One of the corps members had fainted on the last line of the last platoon which was Platoon ten and the lady just in front of her had screamed out of fear. The soldiers took the girl to the Camp hospital as everybody went about their other businesses for the day.
“Phew! I'm so hungry, any where to eat?” Irene blurted out.
“Yes, they close by 9:30pm, we can still make it.” I replied.
“Ok, lets go, I'm so famished, I could swallow a cow” She said. We laughed as we left the room.
...to be continued
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This post was edited by Adebola Ayoade at December 27, 2015 12:32 AM CET