𝙵𝙸𝙵𝚃𝚈-𝙵𝙸𝚅𝙴

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Dedicated to the one who has been very supportive of this book p_abimbola

Dedicated to the one who has been very supportive of this book p_abimbola

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~Jayson~

I am nothing but a coward, a  Despicable creature who doesn't deserve to live. It was the 9 th of July 4:15pm to be exact but here I am wallowing in self pity instead of celebrating Chloe's birthday party at her house. Even if I don't have the guts to do that, the least i can do is wish her happy birthday on Instagram or on WhatsApp. Sadly I still haven't done that because I am to chicken enough to do the right thing - putting my feeling aside.

From the live videos people were making from her house, her birthday looks like a blast and I am the only one not enjoying it in any way. I sigh for the umpteenth time feeling uncomfortable in bed. My uncle was away for a business trip that's why I can still feel comfortable in my own skin. I got out of bed heading for a small corner in my room where I use to study. Our WAEC exam was 3 weeks away and I am in no way prepared for it, now will be a good time to start reading for the exam.

I Picked up my Insurances text book in an attempt to study but as we would have It, I keep reading the same paragraph over and over again. I sigh feeling way worse than original, maybe it's because I wasn't interested in insurance. I picked up my Storage keeping text book and it was the same thing that happened. I keep reading the same paragraph over and over again, as if that wasn't bad enough, some of the words in the text book were replaced by The name Chloe. At the end My mind will wonder off trying to understand how ,when and why Chloe was appearing in my book. I slammed the book shut feeling frustrated.

"Okay let's... let's try this differently. How about we study Marketing, it our favorite subject and more importantly, the third pick is always a charm."

I said to my self out loud. Backing the door to my room I began Searching for my marketing note, or better still marketing Text book. After searching for is for like 3 minutes trying to remember where I dropped it last, Yes I am not the most organized person in the planet. Just when I realized I have been staring at the books I was looking for the past few minutes I heard her voice.

"Jayson are you okay, who are you talking to. Are you feeling well at all, let me check your temperature."

"Jesus! woman you sacred me!"

I said to Mr Mohammed's wife who startling me in the process of searching for my book. I didn't realize what i said was insulting because I was still backing her. It was when I heard the door of my room being forcefully opened and her marching into my room in anger did I realize I was being Disrespectful, the minute I turned to face her she said.

"Excuse me  young man! who are you calling woman and talking to in that manner. so its my fault that I came all the way to Inform you that your food is ready."

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