Geraldine pulled me and we danced a little, she didn’t really dance with me, it was more like, she danced for me. Then she dragged me like a stubborn goat towards the bathroom, I wanted to ask where we going but she started kissing me. But then I noticed something. Her mouth tasted like soured milk. I went through it like a bad ritual. But she wanted more, I could see her nipples trying to bust out through her blouse. She kept kissing hard. I became passive, she touched me down there. I held her hand. Took it to her chest and stopped kissing her. Her eyes were fixed on mine. I tore myself away from any expression. She kept searching for what was wrong. After some seconds she gave up and walked away in anger. I joined Peter. The idiot had been watching from a corner. When I got to him he asked “What happened” I shot a nasty look at him and he sucked it up. We went back to the dance floor, it was there I saw her. Her legs caught my eyes. Clean, Chocolate,straight and just perfect. She was dancing with Sanmi. I walked up to them. Grabbed her hand and she smiled. I knew Sanmi’s girlfriend so there was no trespassing. As we danced I saw Geraldine where she sat. There was blood in her eyes. But I looked away. I was dancing with Bee (let’s just call her Bee). I bend towards her ears and said “I’m tomiwa” she smiled. I mean, I was expecting that she’ll tell me her name. But she didn’t. We kept dancing. No flirting. She danced well. I tried to give collect her number, but she didn’t give it out,instead she collected mine.
One week later and I was still looking for her throughout school, I didn’t see her. Then one day on the assembly ground,just as we were dispersing I caught a glimpse of her. I ran towards her. She was with a girl I know. So I said “Hi” and walked away. The next day I called Mariam, her friend and asked. The girl you were with yesterday…..
I’D CONTINUE NEXT WEEK
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September 26, 2011 at 10:14 am |
This is another good read. Ther should be a sequel to the concludingg part t
to be titled PUBLIC PARTS. More ink to your wrists
Baba Yesufu