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Omoge Campus #7

Read episodes 1- 6 of Omoge Campus TEMI After an hour and a half at the clinic, I left there feeling considerably better. I had filled a form that was basically a questionnaire I guessed was meant to assess my state of mental health. I had another appointment in a week and my therapist urged me to call him the moment I had any issues. While money has never been a problem for me, I was quite surprised when neither the receptionist nor the doctor himself said nothing about my bill. After signing all the necessary paperwork, I bade them both goodbye, promising to call if anything was amiss. After being cooped up in my apartment for days, I had no desire to rush back there so I decided to make a quick stop at home and visit with my family before going back to school. I booked an Uber…

Omoge Campus #6

Read Previous episodes of Omoge Campus TEMI The office was tucked away in a very posh area of Alagomeji that most people didn’t know about. The building was five stories high and it was obviously an office complex. Omolola Medical Centre was on the first floor so I didn’t need to use the elevator. The inside of clinic itself was a sharp contrast to exterior of the building. Where the building was framed with marble and a lot of shiny glass windows, the clinic was painted in four different colours. For some reason, the colours were soothing and it made the place feel less intimidating. The reception area had a very comfortable looking couch with too many throw pillows and magazines placed on a stool beside it. The place felt warm and even homey. I let out a breath I hadn’t even realized I was holding and went over to…

Omoge Campus #5

Read episodes 1-5 of Omoge Campus NKAY I was halfway to my destination when I realized I couldn’t show up the way I was looking. I looked awful with my scandalously short dress and scattered hair and even worse, I had no shoes on. I thought fast and came up with a solution. One of the many perks of being an ‘it’ babe in UNILAG was that a LOT of people wanted to be friends with me, they sucked up to me in the hopes that I’d introduce them to the happening crew. Another perk was that a lot of people owed me favours, and I was about to collect one now. I gave the driver new directions, made a phone call and we arrived at my new destination in five minutes. I called to let Joy know I was outside and she came to open the door to let…

Omoge Campus #4

Omoge Campus 1 – 4 NKAY I carefully inched towards the back of the room we were in as the cultists ordered everyone to be quiet and kneel down in an orderly fashion. These cult boys were from LASU and their don was one of my boyfriends. Now, I hadn’t expected them to show up for the party because they weren’t invited. Of course they knew I worked at the club but I hadn’t informed my boyfriend that I had organized a party. To create hype for the party and make sure that every big boy and girl in UNILAG, UI, Babcock, Leadcity and Covenant attended, I let it be rumoured that I was dating the most sought after boy in Lagos. K Money was a popular Yahoo boy who also had connections with cultists and drug barons. From Lagos to Benin, girls threw themselves at his feet and guys…

Omoge Campus #3

Thanks so much for reading and thanks for the positive feedback. I noticed everyone complains that the episodes are short so here’s a special and lengthy episode. I hope you enjoy it Catch up on Omoge Campus CLUB FREEZE, LAGOS REBECCA I squint at the mass of sweaty bodies through the haze of cigarette and marijuana smoke, trying to locate my friend/course mate who had gone off to dance with some guy. No luck. I take another sip of my insanely expensive can of coke which has now gone warm. I don’t care if it goes hot, for the price I bought it, I am going to be sipping it all night. I subconsciously tug at the hem of my short dress which had ridden up as I sat. My mother would have a stroke if she saw me dressed like this; wig on, big earrings, loud makeup…

Omoge Campus #2

Read Episode #1 of Omoge Campus here I opened my mouth to let out a scream but he covered my mouth with his palm. “If you dare scream, the other boys on this block will just come here to take their turns,” he growled in my ear. “We might even record it. Imagine how much your daddy would pay to bury the video,” he added with a snigger. At the mention of my dad, hot tears burned my eyes and ran down to scald my cheeks. I never would have thought that this was how I’d have my first sexual experience. I resigned myself to fate as he fumbled with his trousers with one hand and held my wrists with the other like an amateur judo player trying to wrestle his opponent. All of a sudden a lightbulb went off in my head and…

Omoge Campus #1

Omoge Campus is brought to you by Fatimah. She’s a friend and a lovey writer. Show some love 🙂 My father sent me to UNILAG as punishment. I’m Temilade Ade-Doherty, the first child of multimillionaire, Adetokunbo Ade-Doherty. My offence, I was proving to be a rebellious child and sending me to America would give me freedom to go out of hand. Also, daddy dearest feared that I would be laying a bad example for my younger ones. So, while my friends with whom I attended one of the most elite secondary schools in Nigeria moved to America and the UK for their university education, I went to UNILAG. The hostels were an eyesore and I could not live there even if someone held a gun to my head. One lecturer that my dad knew gave me his BQ to use, rent free. His colleagues charge very high rates for…

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