“What do you expect? your beauty is so intimidating.......That's the reason I'm guys are scared to come close to you”.......I said bluntly.
“Can I ask you something?”.......she said.
“Sure....you can go ahead”........I replied.
“Are you guys dating already?.......I mean you and the girl I saw yesterday”........she asked.
“No, not yet. But I intend throwing up the question very soon”........I said sincerely.
“Ok”.......she said, looking away from me.
“Ok? Why?”......I asked.
“Nothing”.......she replied smiling.
“Sure?”.......I asked again.
“Yes”.......she replied.
“Were do you stay”.......I asked, hailing a cab.
“Diamond suites”.......she muttered.
“Hmmmm!, rich man pikin”.......I teased.
“Na you sabi”.......she retorted.
“Diamond suites”.......I said to the cab man.
He told me its three hundred naira. I pulled out my wallet and drew out a note of one thousand naira.
“And what do you think you want do?”.......she asked, glaring at me.
“Nothing, just counting my money”.......I replied.
I gave the driver the money and told him to give her the balance when she drops.
I swung open the rear door and playfully guided her inside, as she objected to my insistence on settling the fare with the driver.
“Driver give him back his money”......she said to the driver.
“Don’t mind her driver”.......I said to the driver, patted her on the shoulder and winked at her, as the cab zoomed off.
I decided against taking a cab, I wanted to sight see for a while. Walking around the school on Sunday evening can be fun.
As the day wore on, I found myself deciding to drop by Charlotte's place unannounced, prompted by her unusual silence since morning, despite my two missed calls and a waiting message.
Upon arriving at her hostel, I attempted to reach her by phone, but unfortunately, her line was unavailable, so I reluctantly turned back and headed home.
I kept thinking of Sandra on my way home. How real could she be? I hope some boys won’t end my life because of her.
Many things were just going through my mind till I got home. I dialled Sandra immediately I entered my room.
After the first ring went unanswered, I shifted gears. Booting up my laptop, connecting the AUX cord, and selecting a high energy playlist to get the party vibe going.
I fired up my sound system, and instantly, Wizkid's infectious beat "Holla at Your Boy" filled the air, setting the tone for a lively atmosphere.
Given my reserved personality, you'd expect me to be a fan of blues or mellow American hip hop, but that's not entirely the case.
The reality is, I'm not a fan of blues or American hip hop. Instead, I'm a die hard enthusiast of Nigerian music, it's my top choice, always.
I've also got some slick dance moves up my sleeve. As the music pulsed, I busted out some fancy footwork and body grooves, then paused to heat up some water for my cornflakes.
Emerging from the kitchen, I spotted my phone flashing with an incoming call from Sandra. I answered the call and quickly reduce the volume of the sound system to take her call.
“Sorry I missed your call, I was in the bathroom”........she said immediately I answered the phone.
“No stress, I only called to check if you got home safely”........I replied.
“Yea I did, all thanks to you”.......she replied.
“It’s my pleasure”........I muttered.
“Which song is that playing at the background?”.......she asked, then I raised the volume a bit more.
“What are you hearing?”.......I asked, as one of flavours song ‘ukwu’ was on.
“That’s flavor, you play naija hits?”.......she asked.
“Yea, they are my favorite”.......I replied.
“Same here, hope you can dance and not just playing the songs?”.......she asked.
“i am sure I can do better than you dance wise”.......I replied her.
“Don’t bet your school fees on it sugar boy”........she replied with a giggle.
“Hmmm! Seeing is believing. Till then we will know who is better”........I muttered.
We had some other small talks, said the goodnights and ended the call.
Sandra is just a free spirited pretty girl.
I decided to give Charlotte another try, dialing her number once more. But unfortunately, the result was identical to my previous attempts.
Her line was still unreachable, leaving me wondering when I would finally be able to get in touch with her.
After a while, I called Evelyn to remind her that she will be coming back the following day been Monday, so we would have a good time.
I have really missed having some good hot sizzling coitus I swear.
To Be Continued..........
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