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Also, I’m starting a new series next Friday; it’s going to run for about 7 weeks. Stay tuned!!!
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Seya invited me to her house.
I was walking with some boys towards the tuck shop during break after Mr. Ojo’s boring double period Geography class. We had just gotten to the end of the senior’s block when we saw Seya walking towards us. The boys scoped her like as usual while she ignored them and whispered to me. I broke away from them and walked towards her; all the while feeling their eyes drilling holes at my back.
I said hello and shook her hand, hugs were not allowed in school, and she asked if I had any plans for Saturday. I said no as soon as she asked without thinking, forgetting the game I had with my cousins. She went on to invite me to her house. I couldn’t believe my ears; nobody in school had been to her house. She promised to send her address to me. She really didn’t have to because I knew her house, everyone did.
I went back to the boys who were eager to know what our conversation was all about.
“She asked me to come to her house on Saturday” I said
“Yeah right!” Biodun mocked, while others laughed.
The laughter died down as they seemed to realize I was serious. It was no longer news Seya and I had become friends.
“Guy, ain’t you lucky? Maybe you’ll even get a kiss from her”
“Make sure you give us the full gist about it sha”
Our friendship began two weeks ago in Art class. She had forgotten her poster colour at home and I offered to share mine with her. Subsequently, we would say hello to each other, hang out together a few times during break, exchange novels and our new friendship didn’t go unnoticed by our classmates.
There was just something about her.
She is easily the prettiest girl in the whole of SS3. She doesn’t giggle annoyingly or catwalk in a funny way like most of the other girls. She also makes a different hairstyle every week unlike some of the girls who had the same hairdo for two weeks. Last week she made shuku and now she has those single plaits girls like doing, I think they call it calabarising.
The gist around school is that she is mixed race; her mother is supposedly British and her father is an army general. It might not be far from the truth considering how fair she is, her pointed nose and long black hair which goes way past her shoulders.
She is the mysterious new girl in school.
On Saturday morning I wake up early to my chores, to the surprise of my family. I wash the cars and do my laundry. Our ‘date’ was set for 2pm and I sure didn’t want to get there late. I leave home by 1:30pm after lying to my mum I was going to see David and she studied my appearance without saying a word. I’m sure she was wondering why I was dressed this way. I wore my new polo shirt my aunt bought me the last time she visited and my pair of converse shoes I usually wore to church on Sundays. I wanted to impress Seya because this would be the first time she would see me in mufti.
I walk towards the big white fence that surrounds her house. I bring out my phone and send her an instant message to let her know I’m outside; she replies immediately with ‘I’m coming’. I open my mouth and release hot breath into my hand just to be sure; I had brushed my teeth again just before leaving home, after all, I might just get that Kiss like Biodun said. Her house is a mansion compared to the other houses on the street; all I had to do was tell the bike man I was going to the white house on Balogun Street.
I lean towards the giant black gate and peep into the big compound; I count 5 cars and I hope her parents are not at home. I’m silently praying her parents at home when I see her walking towards the gate. She’s wearing a pink tank top and acid wash jeans and her hair bounces as she hops towards the gate. I adjust my collar as she opens the gate.
She moves closer to me and gives me a quick hug. I hug her back and it feels so good. After the hug we stand facing each other awkwardly…
‘Ermm you look great; I didn’t realize your hair was this long’ I finally managed to say.
‘Thank you. That’s why a lot of people think I’m mixed race’ she whispers like she had just revealed a secret.
‘Oh wow’ I reply and raise my right hand to feel the long mane in my hands.
‘Let’s go in’
She leads the way and I following behind observing my new environment. I pass a comment about how nice her house is and she mumbles thanks in reply. We get to the front of the door and I begin to take off my shoes but she notices and says there is no need to do that. I try to put on my left shoe I had taken off when I hear a sound.
A dog barked.
My eyes dart towards the direction of the sound. I see the biggest Rottweiler I’ve ever seen. Its wide eyes stare deep into mine.
You are dead meat today
I stay frozen on the spot. Dogs and I have a mutual hatred for each other. All my encounters with dogs have been disastrous.
Woof! Woof! Woof!
‘Bolaji, she won’t hurt, Lucy come here’
Okay, calm down, Seya is here. She would calm her dog.
The dog doesn’t stop barking.
Bolaji run for your dear life. I hear the warning bells in my head.
I remain glued to the spot and try to form ‘cool guy’ till I noticed the dog’s perfect set of incisors flashing.
My survival instinct comes on and I run as fast as my legs can carry me. I run with all the strength I can muster and I know the dog is coming behind me. I will my legs to run faster before it catches up with me.
The gate is locked and the gateman is nowhere to be found. I begin to figure out how to jump over the gate-
It is only when I hear my name that I look back to see Lucy standing next to Seya wagging its tail.