Chapter Eight: The Unraveling.

Several weeks later and there had not been any sighting of my sacred unicorn, i had tried my best to keep on the lookout for her but to no avail, it was like she had disappeared back to where she came from.

On some rainy evenings I could find myself beginning to question my sanity, maybe it had all been a day dream.

In my pursuit to find my mystery girl I had convinced myself that under no circumstance would I involve the group of hooligans i called my friends, their involvement in my love life seemed to always attract some kind of repercussions on my end and this time around I wanted to set my own precedence.

If I had involved them, I am very sure we would have been able to trace her in no time but I was not at all confident that my story would have unraveled itself the way it eventually did.

Mr Bamusi was the one innocent party I knew had come into close contact with her but I couldn't get myself solicit such personal information from him. In my experience, i had learnt a hard lesson that some matters were best left locked up in my mind. Not everything is to be subject to public knowledge, it complicates matters that need not to be.

I found myself fantasizing about bumping into her in the library catching each other's hands while we tried to reach for the same book or maybe running into each other while walking down the corridor, just like our first encounter. I had to leave my search in the mostly incapable hands of coincidence and chance which was then proving futile.

Time went by with my silent search for mystery girl turning out unfruitful at every attempt, a hard prospect begun to dawn on me. It was a reoccurring thought that questioned my lucidity once more, I thought that maybe she might had just been a figment of my most lively imagination, just like my numerous quests for romance.

However, something about this encounter felt different, starting from that first time had laid eyes on her that fateful morning, the butterflies in my stomach were undeniably real.

The more days went by the more I became convinced of the hopelessness in my quest of unmasking the identity of my mystery girl but little did I know that fate had a surprise for me.

One Saturday afternoon in the following weeks I spent it visiting Mr Bamusi and his wife who lived just outside the campus. His wife was a close friend of my aunt and over the years I had grown close to their small family. They had just had their first child a beautiful little girl who they named Angelina.

I got back to school that evening at around seven to find the whole gang already in my room.

"Hey!" They all screamed

They caught me off guard as I was not expecting anyone to be there that night. I had forgotten that we already had that prior engagement.

"Hey" said Lily as she got up for a hug.

"How long have you guys been here?"

"Just a couple of minutes" Replied Bourne.

All signs however indicated that they had been there for a while but it was no harm since we always did things like that with my roommate practically being out all the time.

I found the guys glued to the screen playing Call of Duty so, i decided not to disturb.

"Hey Bee how is it hanging?" I found her giggling at her phone as usual.

"It's all good, how is everything with you?" She paused her texting.

"You know, same old same old, anything new around?" i asked and she instantly lit up, being that it was one of her most favored questions.

Lily looked at me and by that look i could hear her in her inner voice saying; Did you really had to ask her that?

It's too late then as the she had already buzzed off sharing the latest social developments on campus from new couples to the latest breakups and all cheating rumours.

In the middle of her monologue i found myself wanting to cut in and ask if she knew anything about my mystery girl but the will to keep it all a secret was stronger and it pulled me away from giving into that strong urge. I had made a vow to myself not to involve any of my friends into this part of my life this was my secret to keep.

Food, games and laughter, this was our definition of a good time and how we always unwounded our night as a group doing our best to keep the fun going all through the night. The night was young and open to more festivities in room 014, we got tired of playing games we turned to movies and the movie for this auspicious occasion was Everything Everything.

This was a 2018 teenage romance about an eighteen-year-old girl who had spent all of her life locked up in her house because she had a health condition that had left her it an underdeveloped immune system.

The movie went on until she became acquainted with a boy her age who moved in next door to her and for convenience sake their rooms were opposite to each other. The major lesson that I picked from the movie was how the two found love even ins such a hopeless situation.

Somehow i found some sort of consolidation from their modern love story but i was not sure how I found myself resonating to their story, Watching the movie gave me new hope to the whole outlook of my hopeless situation.

It was sometime after midnight by the time the movie came to an end, by this time, we were all running on fumes and one by one they all have in to the allure of the night and retreated to their rooms.

Eventually, I was by myself alone with my thoughts and couldn't help myself but reflect on my state of affairs as I soundly fell asleep.