Vic and Vivid Vivian
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Vic and Vivid Vivian
This story is about Two idiots and tomorrow’s newspaper against the world.
1
Vic, an average College student is trying to get to his lecture hall at 10 am, he’s quite late for someone going to class so it makes sense that he misses the bus that usually takes him and some other from the hostel students to the area where classes are held…
Vic: (he looked around in disbelief) Darn it!
He looks around again and sees that he’s not the only one to miss the bus that morning, a seemingly random girl with clothes bigger than the weather itself, also misses it and is now standing there with him, she looked off into the distant bus obviously trying to hide her frustration.
Vic: Guess we’ll walk then yeah?
Girl: Hmm (she does a fake smile)
Vic: come on, I know shortcut!
The class area was pretty far; Vic knew that but he wasn’t too discouraged or maybe he was just good at hiding it, he started walking immediately along the bushy path that led straight to the classes.
Vic: I’m Vic by the way, and you are?
Girl: … (Starts following him)
Vic: (sigh) we can work with that, I guess. It’s a long way to the lecture hall, well depends on which department you’re in, I’m in science so it’s even farther! Funny right? (he pauses and looks at the girl behind him) Nah I guess not cuz it makes sense…
The bushes we’re getting longer
Vic: gosh this path is so difficult to get through, luckily I can find my way with ease, I’m basically a bush king, a king of the bushes, a bush pathfinder, YES! That’s a perfect fit, though I wish this was easier.
Girl: uh-huh
Fifteen minutes later, Vic and the random girl we’re still wandering around in the bush, obviously lost
Vic: I’m sure this was the right path
Girl: No, that’s where we’re coming from
Vic: (groans) why are they multiple paths? WHO WALKS AROUND HERE??
Girl: (looks around and sees a human like figure covered in sacks and moving in the distance. She points at it with no reaction) Your answer
Vic looks at her first, then at the direction she’s pointing at. Someone is obviously moving around over there which frightens Vic at first…
Vic: Eek
…But he quickly puts himself together
Vic: I mean, Hello! Hey Sir, We need to know where we’re going…
The sacked person turns to face the two
Vic: Help us out, we’re trying to get to the classes just point the way eh?
The figure, still static, resists at first but points in a direction away from the rising sun bringing back light to Vic’s face.
Vic: (chuckles) Thanks fam!
The two start moving in the direction.
Girl: Do you know that thing?
Vic: ‘pfft’ not even close.
Girl: T-then why are you listening to it like you two are friends!? What if this path is something else??
Vic: oh, like what?
Girl: I don’t know… ugh this is mind racking!
Vic: how?
Girl: don’t ask me ‘how’.
The duo walk in the direction that the figure directed them but after a while they realize that they aren’t going anywhere
Vic: (makes a nervous smile) we’re almost there, come on!
Girl: (groans) stop saying that, your words of encouragement are trash! …where are we going?
Vic: to the class area, dum dum
Girl: but it looks like where going AWAY from there
Vic: yeah I guess you’re right, and I am kind of hungry.
Girl: don’t you have someone you can call?
Vic: oh yeah, I have a phone (he stop dips his hand into his pocket and brings out a black smartphone) hehe, I always forget this thing…
Girl: call someone!
Vic: that is exactly what I’m doing!
Vic then dials up the number of his class rep and puts the phone against his ear till she eventually picks up from the other side.
Bimbo: Ello, Who is this?
Vic: Bimbo! It’s me Vic
Bimbo: ‘scoffs’
Vic: wait, don’t hang up, I need your help
Bimbo: be quick, I’m busy
Vic: I and someone else is lost on the road to the hall, any suggestions on how to find our way?
Bimbo: um… just keep heading north, that’s the left side of the sunrise, don’t talk to anyone, and bring me snacks as payment for these tips.
Girl: heh, don’t talk to anyone…
Vic: heh, will do! Byee
Vic hangs up the phone and drops it in his big jean pocket not right before he turns on the music player. It’s set so that it’ll play from an earpod he has so he puts one in his left ear and gives the girl the other piece which she reluctantly takes.
The song playing is unfamiliar but catchy which makes her smile a little.
Vic: (points in a direction) ONWARD!
The two proceed on their long walk in the school that had more space than purpose. It wasn’t boring because even though there was no conversation going on, the music was enough to keep a good mood, the area around them was almost completely empty till they saw a small shack right in front of them. They were too distracted to see it sooner.
Vic: Whoa! (he holds the girl on her shoulder so as to bring her back to reality)
Girl: (she stops moving) huh?... What is this?
Vic: My question exactly (he knocks on the wooden wall of the shack) hello-oo anyone home?
Girl: why? Stop it, this could be a ….
Vic: oh please, nothing would kill us in the middle of nowhere (keeps knocking)
Girl: it’s still dangerous
Vic: only one way to find out
Girl: w-what? (groan’s)
She runs to hide behind the shack as the door opens to reveal a familiar figure, the same sack covered figure that they met a while ago.
Vic: oh, its you, hehe what’s up?
Before Vic could say anything else, the sack thing grabs itself on the head and pulls away the sack revealing a normal old man with old teeth, he looked like he would crumble at any moment but moved like a person well in their twenties
Vic: What the…?
Girl: (her eyes widen in shock)
Old man: IM FEMI!!
Vic: uh… hi
Girl: (comes out of hiding) so many questions
Femi: I sell stuffs for free kids…
Girl: no longer selling…
Vic: Hey Shady Femi, do you have the real meaning of life?
Shady Femi: Hah! I’m Femi!! (goes back into shack and slams the door shut)
Girl: what on earth did you ask him?
Vic: (raises his shoulders puts palms in the air signifying he doesn’t know)
Girl: ‘scoffs’
After a short pause…
Vic: So um…
Girl: what?
Vic: I really need to know your name
Girl: names are only abstract descriptions that are meant to advertise one’s inner self and most times they turn out to be untrue, misleading and pointless and…
Vic: (laughs) hah, that’s such a pointless meaning! You sound depressed!
Girl: I... I’m not depressed…
Vic: Depressed child, cheer up…
Girl: BEYOND THE POINT!!
Femi opened the door at that point with a calmer look. He was holding a normal looking newspaper in hand…
Vic: Yo!
Femi: here is what youre looking for
Vic: nah, I don’t really need a paper, I’m not a worldly person you know?
Girl: Vic… the snacks
Vic: yeah, you got free snacks right?
Femi: ofcourse I do!
Brings out a bag of cheese balls from within the shack…
Femi: and have this paper as a complementary
Vic: (takes the two items from Femi) Cool free stuff, awesome!
Femi: (makes a hardy laugh) I’m FEMI
Girl: give him back the paper, we don’t need it
Vic: (stares hard at the girl) why on earth should I listen to the sadist who wants me to return free newspaper hm?
Girl: …. uh
Vic: Good, so were done here. (turns to Femi with his eyes closed) catch ya later, Shady… (he opens to the sound of a car passing by)
Vic and girl are now standing on the side walk, confused, the greens seemingly behind them and the main school area right in front of them.
Vic and girl: What the hell?
Vic: jinx! You owe me uh… um something
Girl: what just happened?
Vic: you ask too many questions
Girl: ‘scoffs’ idiot, well whatever (starts walking)
Vic: (follows)
Theres an awkward silence between the two, Vic stares at her in confusion but looked away when she looked his way. Then the girl sighs and stopped to let Vic keep walking, he stopped eventually.
Vic: … what? You lost something?
Vivian: (she stares down at her feet) I’m Vivian, that’s what I’m called
Vic: (he looks at the clouds first then at the girl in front of him) well nice to meet you, Vivid Vivian.
Vivian: t-that’s not my adjective, its…
Vic: Yeah I figure it’s the opposite of that but… that’s what I want to know you as! (he does a cheeky grin)
Vivian: (she looks at him in wonder and shock) …. Don’t say cringe things like that (she continues walking) by the way we’re in the same department.
Vic: Heck yeah
Vivian: shush, that’s not a good thing.
Vic: ‘sigh’ whatever, sure I’m glad we made it
Vivian: … yeah
