Introduction : I am Kevin

" What?. ". Philips panicked all over . He had not finished his assignment since Friday and this was Monday morning. No one would want a taste of Professor Ben's whip . Everyone was scared of that angry man who always converted his family problems into a weapon as dangerous as his whip . Well even I wouldn't dare to leave my arithmetic assignment undone on a Monday morning . I'd always love a fresh start in school . I am Kevin and this are my room mates , Philips , He's the laziest and forgets things a lot. He's fair dark haired and has a puffy face which we often teased him about. He's a gist lover , girl lover and can be easily fooled or tricked by a girl so easily. One time he wrote a whole note book for a new female student for just a kiss , His first kiss to be precise . Ezekiel, The best student in class , born and brought up in a Rich family , handsome , average height , neat and physically fragile, by that I mean slim . He's really intelligent which gives him more opportunities with teachers and most especially girls. He's pocket allowance is three times Philip's and mine combined but he shares it with us anyway . And there's me , Tall and handsome just like anything you'd imagine , With the packs that girls love ,man , I'm so complete.

Ok , stop the hype , That's not me , maybe that's future me , but for now , I'm average height , fun to hang out with , smart , causes a lot of trouble In class , gets to school neat and comes back to the hostel dirty , once chased away our hostel manager by putting switching his water with acid . Don't think I'm bad , you should ask me what transpired but that's a story for another day . I'm very courageous you know and the part that shocks everyone is I'm just thirteen !. He youngest in the class but one of the smartest !. We are all in junior college stage three .

Right now we are all preparing for school , Philip cared about none other than his note book . For me , I just wanted to chill and dig into Zeke's provisions . I kept watching the two walk all around the room as I munched each cereal in my mouth.

"What are you doing " Zeke asked me . Knowing fully well that I should not be eating provisions in the morning , I stealthily walked back and dumped each provision I took carefully in his provision box..

"May I remind you , Today is Monday and we are heading for school , You never take school serious do you? ". Zeke adjusted his glasses on his nose as he spoke . He always acted like the eldest among us , He woke before all of us and made sure we slept early and always forced us to do assignments when we were lazy to do them .

Since everyone was ready , it was time to step out . I backed my school bag at my back and made sure I was fit up to my tie . Zeke stepped out first , then I and Max followed shutting the door behind us . There were students just like us walking out of their hostel into the school premises .

Stepping at the entrance was the big art work made of bricks boldly forged on it "Trident college ". It never gets old . The school known for its military vibes and high top notch volume of discipline . Little wonder my parents sent me here .

Rushing to the cafeteria was a lot of students favorite . If you came late , that automatically meant there was no break fast for you .. Philip hurried us up because he hated missing breakfast . At the cafe , your seat could be taken if you don't get there in time.

Just as we arrived , There were three free spaces right at the door . Everyone was queueing so they could grab their food before time. We strode to the queue and grabbed a space for ourselves. One after the other , we were all given our food as we walked towards our seats ready to feast on our meals. Philip was quick to dig in the rice without hesitation. Zeke and I stared at our selves and shook our head at Philips huge love for food. The cafeteria was all noisy with junior and senior students murmuring about one thing or another . Just as the last spoon entered my mouth . The bell for assembly was rung .

Just as always the time table had the assembly as it's first . You could see a couple students who were getting late running in . They were all avoiding a stroke of any angry lecturer . As for Philip Ezekiel and I , We were already at the assembly point waiting for the commencement of the assembly . I could see Mr Patrick , The bald old English lecturer walk up to the cafeteria with his long whip which he uses in expressing how he feels to the students . Any student who can escape the harsh whip of the long thin stretchy lad is lucky and those he would lay his large hands on and grab as prey would be sorry for their pathetic lives .

Finally , The assembly commenced , it was going to be led by none other than our assembly prefect , Bayo . A senior student in senior college stage three !. He was a neat lad , Averaged heightened , Dark , Bold , Confident and elegant . His weight was proportional to his muscular feature . I dare not talk that kid down because at one grab , I'm up the floor with my legs never touching or feeling the surface of the earth. He earned the nick name overload . He was a no nonsense prefect .

We sang songs for about thirty minutes and commenced to recitation of anthems which also lasted for about another ten to fifteen minutes. Played assembly games like riddles and puzzles , And then everyone departed to their classes. This was most times the routine of our assembly . Students with long fingernails were beaten with a warning for them to cut it short . Students with rough uniforms were single handedly brought out of the line and cautioned with several lashes or punishment.

Soon the assembly ended and everyone had departed to their various classes except those who got to school late . It was time for arithmetic class with professor Ben , The pot bellied teacher who always whipped anyone who deserved it was few metres away from the classroom. Students who haven't done their assignment were rushing to do them as fast as they could . And in a second , He stepped into the class room . Every student stood up chorusing "Good morning professor Ben ". He responded with an angry voice . " As you all can see , I'm with no whip today , Not because I don't have one but because my whip was stolen and whosoever stole my whip , if I ever find out would be whipped a four times the amount of days my whip went missing . The longer my whip went missing the more the strokes keep Counting. ". The whole class was filled with noise of murmuring , It seemed like nobody wanted a whip of Professor Ben . Zeke , and Philips turned their gaze straight at me and whispered " Why don't you return his whip and avoid getting whipped " . Zeke urged me to return the whip I had seized from Professor Ben's office last week after whipping me for Eating before lunch . I whispered back to Zeke telling him I wasn't going to return it , Besides , no one would notice I was the one and he would never find out where I hid his precious weapon of destruction.

With a shout of silence from professor Ben , Everyone turned their gaze towards the board which he had already scribbled arithmetic on with his ink . He bent his glasses once more and cleared his throat. This time was to ask for his arithmetic take home . Each person sent their note book to the front desk while the others who didn't do their assignment or those with one excuse or the other were asked to March outside their seats which included Philip . I guess I had saved everyone since there was no whipping . But I was wrong . Professor Ben had decided to send those who failed to do their homeworks to Mrs Herbert, The school principal. If there was any way to describe a witch , it was Mrs Herbert . She made sure not a single student that was sent to her was left unpunished, with at least a duty throughout that whole week .

As every student who was sent to Mrs Herbert marched out I couldn't help but notice Philips fallen face . Oh , poor Philip , I just thought I was saving everyone.