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Welcome to Ikpako quarters. Ikpako quarters is a compound made up of a total of five old fashioned houses, a church, a shop where electrical stuff is sold,a kiosk for provisions and a hairdressing salon. You see, it's like any other compound but the people in it are somewhat distinct. Located in a street in Delta state, it is the place to go if you want some doses of drama and comedy. Now, let me tell you about the amiable members of Ikpako quarters. The landlady- Mrs Ikpako is a lousy old woman that could make you go haywire with her words, she prides herself in being the owner of the houses and that her first son is abroad. "Na who on tap down?" " which person pikin do this nonsense?" " I will call my lawyer for you " These were her favourite phrases. You can't go a day in Ikpako compound without hearing these. She hated children playing in her compound and she didn't hesitate to 'discipline' them by flogging them. Th...

 Nkechi had just seen her jamb results, not what she expected, she got a total mark of 120, no, she wasn't dull, she was only distracted. This year she had met wf oluwa dollarz on facebook. He typed lyk diz. She remembered chatting with him instead of actually reading. He called her " bby" or " hunny ". This made her feel all warm inside. " I have a boyfriend " Nkechi would brag to her lecture mates, they'd ask for a description and she would describe his  profile picture, proudly stating the fact that he snapped in front of a Mercedes Benz.  " have you met him" they'd ask, their voices filled with malice. " No, but he sends me airtime" she would grin from ear to ear. ( wf oluwa dollars only sent her 200 naira mtn twice). Her online romance ended the day oluwa dollarz uploaded a girl's picture , she was wearing a tight turtle neck crop-top and a short skirt, she was glowing with the iphone effect. Wf oluwa dollars captio...

I liked Toke,she was the life of the class,teachers' favourite, the Queen bee, I usually watched her from my seat at the back while in class, and from a secluded spot at the play ground. She was always laughing and smiling at the jokes her friends cracked; her eyes always twinkled and her laughter was loud and musical to the ears. I always looked for avenues to talk to Toke" borrow me your pencil" " lend me your note" "there's something in your hair" she'd smile at me and give me what I requested for. My day would be made, I'll smell the notes she gave me,they smelt like rose petals, like her. I never really spoke to Toke, apart from those small talks. I was shy and scared of rejection although she was never rude. There was something about her looks though,there were marks on her arms, you couldn't see it unless she folded up her sleeves, I got to see it one day. She was running around, sweaty but graceful. Her sleeves were up, ...