Dedicated to ujuritaellianna
For the love and advice she's given to me💙Chikamsi walked slowly upstairs,her parents had given her an ultimatum,it was her last warning.
She was to either drop influencing completely, or get up her grades in the next three weeks.
That would mean writing a lot of make up tests since she had missed the first set of tests for the term.Grades were just letters on a piece of paper, they shouldn't define her, but they did.
Eniola was probably practicing at this time she sighed, glancing at the wall clock on the wall on her way up.She changed into a pair of green flip flops, put on a matching bucket hat and went back downstairs.
Her mother who sat in the living room, glanced at her daughter briefly, before turning back to the television finding whatever was being said on the news more important than wherever her only child was going.
Chikamsi slipped out the door, muttering a ‘goodbye' and a ‘see you later' to her mother, she didn't reply.
Rainforest Cafe was just a couple blocks down the road, but it felt like forever as she walked past several houses, all quiet and posh looking, wondering what went on inside those buildings.
For once she was grateful she had a preexisting audience on Instagram.
She took out her phone, silenced her notifications and began to scroll through her feed, wondering what next content to create.There were a few questions she hadn't answered from the last ‘Ask me a question' story poll she had put up two weeks ago.
An idea came to her, she would shoot a video, answering all the questions while she was at Rainforest Cafe.
The place was almost empty, as usual. Everytime she got there people had already left.
The bell above the door jingled as she walked in and sat at a table,waiting for a waiter to come take her order.She noticed someone in a corner, the Rainforest Cafe was always dark.
The dark green translucent windows, coupled with the green vines and plants decorated everywhere gave it an etheral feel.
A lady, not more than twenty by her observation, walked up to her, she fumbled with the menu a little bit before handing it over to Chikamsi, and she concluded Ifeoma as her name tag read was either new, or she knew Chikamsi and she was nervous and bursting with excitement.
Her friendly smile made up for the initial awkwardness, and Chikamsi smiled back.
“Do you have cream latte and vanilla cupcake this evening?" she asked putting down the menu and facing the brown skinned waitress.
Ifeoma nodded, took the menu off of the table and jotted down Chikamsi's order.
“Mind if I shoot a video here?" Chikamsi enquired bringing out her phone, tapping on the screen twice.
As she explained to the lady that she was an influencer.Ifeoma nodded, her features brightened up and she got all giddy in excitement.
“I know you Chikamsi, I follow you on Instagram.
I mean, sorry you can shoot here, no problem. Let me just tell the other customer that there's someone videoing incase he doesn't want to be put inside."
She said turning around to leave.
Ifeoma stopped halfway, turned back and added with excitement,
“you can put me in the video if you want o Chikamsi, me I don't mind blowing like you" she said.
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