Taste of Ms. Alexander

Chapter 6

Monday | 7:25 AM

AMANDA "ASIA" ALEXANDER

As I pulled onto the road leading towards the college, you could have heard the loud music from the vans that were situated outside. Vans are the main means of transportation in St Vincent and the Grenadines and they can spark quite a controversy amongst a lot of  Vincentians. Whether you like it or not, you will find yourself at some point using this mode of transport. However, on a day to day basis students are the ones who gravitate mostly to the vans. You can always see the evident joy on their faces when they are traveling to and from their destination, in the most popular van with the banging music and energetic vibes. Being that I was once a student, I could very much relate, but I never was someone who was interested in mixing and mingling with van drivers nor conductors. I stayed in my lane and watched from the sidelines.

It was very much mind-bogglingly how these students were completely oblivious as assembly was to start at 7:30. Some of them were gathered under a tarpaulin where a snack vendor sold and the other group entertained by the vans. The lewd music blasted for all the keen ears around. Not that I had anything against that type of music, but definitely not that early in the fucking morning.

I shook my head in disbelief and continued driving. Once I finally made it onto the campus, I parked my car into the first spot I could find. It was already 7:30 and I needed to head quickly to the main office to put away my stuff. As I was pondering on my thoughts, I heard the announcement over the speakers," Attention everyone, we will begin promptly in five minutes. At this time I encourage all students and faculty members to make their way over to the Octagon."

"Shit!" I cursed as I scrambled out of the car and slung my handbag over my shoulder. I quickened my pace as I made my way to the office. What a way to make a first impression, I thought. My cellphone vibrated in my hand and I glanced at the screen. It was a whatsapp message.

SPRAGGA

7:31AM | I war u cum chill wid mi lata. Ah go pick yuh up aroun 9. Mi nah war hear no excuses either. Mek sure wear sum casual an lef yuh draws ah yuh yard. Now hav ah gud day ah yuh class.

I stared at the phone for a couple seconds and re-read the message. Maybe he sent the message to the wrong person, I thought. It was no fucking way he was talking to me so I tossed the phone into my bag and continued walking. I already knew where everything was located as I went to school here before. As I entered the office I was greeted by a older male lecturer. He was the only one in the room besides myself. He must have been new because I never saw this guy before. I watched him as he strode towards me with a outstretched hand and wide smile on his face. His eyes scanned over my body for an uncomfortably long time and he stepped a little close for my liking. 

"You must be Miss Alexander. I've been waiting to see what you looked like. I've heard so much about you. My name is Franklin. You're a very beautiful young woman. I must admit..." he went on rambling.

I quickly shook his hand and turned away from him. I could not tolerate the strong cigarette scent that lingered on his breath.

"Which desk is mine?" I asked in the nicest way possible.

He pointed towards the desk in the corner and I just walked away from him. I quickly put down my stuff and headed towards the door.