Following the evening parade, individuals are at liberty to engage in any activity of their choice, such as heading to Mami, enjoying games, or taking part in other camp events.
Starting from 8 pm until 10 pm, movies are screened at the Pavilion for those who wish to unwind and enjoy a cinematic experience.
This provides an opportunity for interested individuals to relax and immerse themselves in entertainment during their free time on camp.
A few minutes passed before Sandra arrived and took a seat beside me. I handed her one of the cups of ice cream, and together, we sat quietly, observing the flow of people bustling around.
We continued chatting about various topics until around 8 pm when the movie began.
As soon as it started, the lights surrounding the Pavilion were turned off to enhance the clarity and brightness of the projector screen.
The movie selected to be shown for the evening entertainment was SPARTACUS, a captivating film that promised to hold the audience's attention with its engaging storyline and dramatic scenes.
The majority of the audience watching the movie had settled in the front rows, leaving Sandra, me, two other guys, and a girl seated together in the back row.
Not long after the movie began, I leaned towards Sandra, subtly pulling her closer and asking her to adjust her shorts slightly.
With a sly grin spreading across her face, she glanced around cautiously before subtly adjusting her shorts, crafting a discreet opening that invited my hand to explore her kitty.
Dipping in my hand, while she kept her gaze at the screen like nothing was happening, I pushed her g-string aside and started teasing her clit.
I could feel her clit producing liquids while I kept teasing her clit which was protruded already.
I noticed how hard it was for her trying to stifle her moan with me, making it harder for her.
After a moment, she tightened her grip around my hand and leaned back, as I sensed a sudden rush of intensity, then the warm fluid on my fingers, and a smile crept across my face.
“If we keep up with this we might end up being decamped”.........she teased when she recovered herself.
“So long as we would get decamped together, then it’s no problem”.........I replied.
“You are not serious”.........she muttered, and kissed me.
After adjusting her shorts, she leaned against me, and we carried on watching the movie.
Before long, she began to drift off, resting her head on my shoulder.
I escorted her back to her hostel before heading to mine. After a quick shower, I relaxed on my bed, scrolling through my phone.
Yamani had already fallen into a deep sleep, along with the other guys near me. Some were still out, either at Mami, Pavilion, or tucked away in corners with girls.
I sent a couple of WhatsApp messages to Sandra, but she did not reply. I suspected that she must have slept off.
I clicked on Evelyn's profile and noticed she was still online. After a moment of hesitation, I decided to go ahead and message her, thinking it might be a good time to strike up a conversation.
“It’s past your bed time already, why are you still awake?”.......I inquired.
“Hello son, what are still up doing too?”........she replied, without answering my question.
“Waiting for mum to sleep”........I replied.
“So you can sneak out to meet your girlfriend, right?”........she sent, with a smiling emoji.
I quickly sent a shy emoji, feeling a bit nervous, before I gathered my thoughts and began writing a response to her message.
“No mommy, I don’t have a girlfriend”.......I replied.
“Shut up and go to bed. Mommy is not sleeping any time soon, so your hopes are dashed”.........she replied.
“Bully of a mother”........I sent, with a straight face emoji.
“That’s why you love me, loltz”......she replied, with a laughing emoji.
We joked and teased each other for a while, before I made the decision to change things up.
“How are you enjoying camp, miss celebrity?”.........I asked.
“Hmm!! Well what can I say, it has been a little fun sha. But why didn’t you tell me that you got Akwa- Ibom after I sent you a message?”.........she replied.
“I don’t know how I lost all my contacts, it was only few days back that I remembered that I backed up my contacts with MTN so I had to contact them to retrieve them”........I wrote back.
“You still don’t know how to lie sweetheart. Were you trying to cut ties with me?”.........she inquired.
“Why would you say that?”........I asked.
“Come on, that is what it seemed like. I called you several times after graduation but you never answered or replied to my missed calls......All the messages I kept sending to you all were delivered but I never got a reply. What does it look like to you?”..........she complained, via her chat.
“Evelyn come on, don't even start”........I replied, already regretting why I started chatting with her.
“What is come on? We are not kids, Pascal. Even if you didn’t want the friendship anymore you should have been mature enough to come out clean with me but instead you decided to do it the childish way by avoiding me........I didn’t expect that kind of act from you”..........she outlined.
“Evelyn it’s not like I was avoiding you. I don’t think you will understand”........I replied.
“Understand what Pascal? That the same girl you told me to the face that you had nothing with is the same girl you are now dating and also in the same state with, is that what you think I won’t understand?”...........She lamented.
“Evelyn……”.........I typed, but couldn’t continue.
It felt like she knocked the wind out of me. I tried to find the right words, but nothing came to mind. What made it worse was that I started feeling guilty.
“It’s alright. I’m over it now though, but seeing you seemed to have brought everything but it’s nothing that I can’t handle, goodnight Pascal”.........She replied, and went offline.
I closed the WhatsApp page, scrolled through my contacts, and dialed her number. After one missed call, she answered on the second ring.
“Evelyn, I’m sorry……..”.........I tried to apologize, but she interrupted me instantly.
“What precisely?”.........she said coldly.
“I don’t really know, let just say I'm sorry about everything”.........I replied remorsefully.
“Are you sorry about lying to me that you had nothing to do with someone you took home and introduced to your mum and siblings? Or the fact that instead of telling me that you didn’t need me again as a friend, you resorted to avoiding me?”..........she snapped.
“I had nothing with her then Evelyn, believe me?”........I muttered.
“I now know better than to believe you. Let me even ask you, did you try making any efforts towards us? Did you even try developing feelings for me?”..........She yelled, and her voice sounded like she was trying to prevent herself from crying.
I was at a loss for words with her. After waiting for me to speak, but receiving no response, she took the lead and continued.
“Yea right, your silence speaks volumes......I guess I was just that girl you needed around but wasn’t good enough for you to date”........she said soberly.
“Evelyn please can we see? I mean can you come out right now?”........I demanded.
“It’s already late Pascal, just go to bed. Good night......Just know that I hold nothing against you and still love you”........she muttered, and hung up.
I almost redialed her number but stopped myself just before hitting the button. I don’t like feeling emotionally unsettled, and now I found myself in that exact state.
She was right; I handled it like a child. She had tried calling me several times, but I neither answered nor replied.
I had believed that by ignoring her, she would eventually give up and stop trying to reach out. It’s like when you're ready to move on, but the past keeps resurfacing.
Even though she sounded calm, I couldn’t help but hear the pain in her voice. Evelyn is someone I never wanted to hurt, but I was just afraid that, at some point, she might interfere with what I wanted with Sandra.
I decided to meet Evelyn the next day to clear the air, even though a part of me wondered if reopening the conversation would only stir up past issues. Still, I felt it was necessary to ease her pain.
All through the night, I kept going over different ideas in my mind, trying to find the right words to say to her in order to make her feel better.
To be continued...........
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