"MAKE HER JEALOUS!"

Someone tapped his shoulder immediately he dropped the weight he was lifting and he decided to look at who it was. He knew he had seen her somewhere but at that moment his brain could not register where he had seen her. For the past one hour and thirty minutes since he had been pushing himself to sweat and lift off some thoughts from his shoulder, he could not help but think about Professor Chen's hands on Samantha's shoulder. When Professor Chen opened the car door for Samantha and the both of them drove off.

Before beginning his exercise, he had called Martha, just so she could use her craziness and drive his mind away from all and also to know if she was alright and if anyone had tried anything funny but the young lady did not pick. Hopefully, she was in class and not in some trouble.

He turned back to look at the human who had tapped him and he came to face a petite young lady with black long hair, small eyes, small lips and a pointed nose but she looked quite fake. Her long hair was packed in a ponytail, atop her head, her boobs were straining on the small black sports bra she was wearing and it was evident she had bullied her boobs into fitting into that tiny sports bra. The pink sport short she was wearing defined the word 'short' in its literal term and the short showed the underpart of her ass.

"Sorry but I do not really know you" Michael said to the overly smiling lady before him.

"Hi, my name is Lucinda and I am one of your coursemates" Lucinda said and stretched out a hand to Michael.

Michael took her small hand in his and said, "I guess that's why you looked so familiar. Nice meeting you Lucinda, my name is…"

"Michael Jordan. Yes I know who you are" Lucinda said, cutting Michael off and twirling the end of her pony tail in her fingers, using her left hand.

'Creepy and more eerie than a horror movie' thought Michael.

It was so visible that Lucinda was into Michael and it was also visible that Michael was super disinterested in her.

"If it is not too much of a hassle, can I get your phone number?" Lucinda asked. Her insides were quivering and squirming at that moment because she knew Michael had an unspoken rule he adhered to as regards giving his phone number out and even his friends do not give it out.

"I know you do not give out your phone number but I would do anything to get it. I have done all I can to make Tyler give me but he has been bitching about loyalty to friends and he did not. I would do anything to get it and when I mean anything, I mean anything and I also promise not to give anyone. I swear on my very life!" Lucinda said as she released Michael's hand and placed a finger on his chest before dragging it across his sweaty singlet. He recollected her face properly in his memory at that moment.

He could not remember the time but he remembered one class that they had and she had been sitting by his right while Tyler sat by his left. She was wearing a very short white skirt with a small green polo shirt. It seemed she had forgotten she was on her period that day and had matched to class elegantly in her high heels, oblivious to the fact that she had dyed a part of her white skirt red behind her. He had been the person to tell her that day and he had given her his black jacket so she could cover herself and go home and get changed.

Michael was correct about this recollection of his but what he did not know was that Lucinda had been stalking him since that day and had developed a huge obsession for this Jordan. She was also the reason why no female had the audacity in the class to sit down close to him. She had once threatened to cut a girl into small pieces with a small boogeyman knife because the girl had come late for the class that day and the lecturer had asked her to sit there.

As Michael was speaking with her, her mind had travelled far and all she wanted was for everyone in the gym room at that moment to become non existent excluding her Michael and herself.

'I'll go down on my knees, help him to loosen that knot that is holding his shorts in place. I would help him pull it down, get close to that monster of his that I have had countless sleepless nights because of. I would pull down his briefs and free his dick that would spring before me and stand erect…ready for me…awaiting my warm lips. His large hand would grab my hair roughly and lead my head to his member and I would gladly run my tongue along it. I would make sure to cover the tip with…' Lucinda's thoughts trailed and it took the snapping of Michael's fingers before her face for her to be brought out of her evil reverie.

"You were saying something Lucinda" said Michael with a gentle smile.

'Oh, that smile!' Lucinda thought.

"Your phone number please…" Lucinda said and brought out her phone from behind the pocket of her extra brief shorts. Michael collected it, typed and saved his phone number before giving it back to Lucinda. With the biggest smile Michael had ever seen, Lucinda smiled as she checked if he indeed saved it.

"We'll see in class then" Michael said and walked away and Lucinda turned to the direction of the bathroom and ran to it t. As she entered, a happy screech left her lips as she placed her phone on her boobs with Michael's number on the screen.

"You have done it Lucinda! You have done it!" Lucinda squealed to herself.

Michael, totally unaware of the effect he just had on someone sling his bag on his back and headed for his room so he could wash off the sweat that was sticking on him. He felt a lot better after coming to the gym.

When he got to his room, Tyler was in and he decided to ask him of Lucinda.

"Do you know any Lucinda who is our coursemate?" Michael asked as he peeled his shirt off.

"Lucinda Maroon! Who doesn't know her? I guess you do not but why the question though"

"Met her at the gym in just a few minutes and she introduced herself and…"

"Did she ask for your phone number?" Tyler asked and swung his legs down from the bed.

"Yes. How did you know?"

"That bitch, she has wanted your phone number for as long as I can remember. Did you give it to her?" Tyler asked.

"Yes I did" Michael said nonchalantly and Tyler's jaw almost dropped.

"It took me almost three months to get your phone number but you gave her in how many seconds?"

"If she tries or does anyhow, I'll send her off. She was acting a lot weird and I was craving the feeling of cold water on my back. You are also preventing me from getting that right now!" Michael said and walked into the bathroom, leaving a stunned Tyler. Michael had strictly warned him and Jeremiah not to have his phone number given to anyone and now he gave it to that…

He was sure Lucinda was going to rub it on his face the next day. Lucinda was only interested in dating Michael and she was not really interested in Michael. Tyler knew this but Michael did not care…his mind and heart was on another.

The water cascaded from the pore holes in the shower head unto his head he loves the calmness and chilled feeling it wrapped him in. After washing off delicately and enjoying his bath, he came out to an empty room and five missed calls from Martha.

Thinking something was wrong, he immediately called her back and the first thing to reach his ears were Martha's scream words "WHERE DID YOU KEEP YOUR FREAKING PHONE?"

He immediately removed the phone from his ears before he turned deaf.

"You got me scared Mr Jordan. You called me, I was in a class and when I tried to call you back, you did not pick up"

"Would you let me speak now? I was just coming from the gym and I needed to have my bath. I was in the bathroom when you were buzzing my line"

"Oh!"

"Yeah oh!" Michael teased.

"Whatever! I know you only go jogging whenever you are in school as per ritual but you only hit that public gym whenever you have something disturbing your mind. What's good?" Martha asked.

"I met Samantha again," Michael said in a low voice, hoping none of his friends would walk through the door.

"Oh my GOD! That's a good thing, isn't it?" Martha asked.

"I guess. Except the fact that she is my lecturer and she still does not want to have anything to do with me and I'm feeling like another lecturer likes her and she just does not want me into her life"

"Wait, hold up, rewind! She is your lecturer now?" Martha asked

"Yes she is"

"Dang it! I can not say I know how you feel bro but what do you want me to do?"

"That's what I want to ask you. What can I do Martha?"

Thinking for some seconds, Martha said, "make her want you!"

"I told you she does not. How do I do that when she would not even look twice at me?"

"It is going to be hard for you but don't even look at her. Act like you do not care anymore. Make her jealous!"