Mind Your Own...

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The lecturer didnt take long, she walked in looking all serious in a pants suit that didnt do her body any favors, she almost looked like Sandra Bullock in Miss Congeniality, before the makeover. We are not here for that though, but I knew there in that lesson that I wouldnt enjoy this module, she has a condescending tone and I am not sure about this but she seems a bit racist, actually she is racist because even her condescendence is directed only to students of color. All I have to do is make sure that I Ace this module first try so that I do not cross paths with her ever again. As I exited the lecture hall, I texted Smith to find out where he was, and unfortunately he was in class but said I should come to the door. 2 Minutes after I got to the door, he came out, hugged me, and gave me his car keys.

Bradley: I know how anti-social you are, you can go sit in the car, we can text while I am in class, but I have to go in now. I love you Naledi.

That was paired with another forehead kiss and hug, then he ran into the lecture hall. Smith is very affectionate and that will make it hard for me to take things slow but I will soldier on I guess.

I thought of driving to Steers to get some food but I was not confident in my driving yet so I would not want to wreck Bradleys car, whilst putting my life in danger as well so I just sat there listening to some music. 30 minutes later, he opened the drivers door and went it and pulled me to him. He was breathing funny, like his breathing was off.

Me: Smith what is wrong?

I tried removing myself from him but he held me tighter, stopping me from moving away.

Bradley: Nothing babe, I just want to hold you.

I am not sure if I should believe that, but I know he will not tell me what is wrong so I just kept quiet and stayed in his embrace until my tummy growled. I shyly removed myself from his chest and looked at him, his face was red and his eyes looked hardened and darker than normal, I could just be reading too much into this but he looked angry, like super pissed. As soon as he looked into my eyes though, his eyes softened and I took that opportunity to tell him that I was hungry, he instantly shut his door and started the car.

Bradley: I have an hour before my next class, what would you like to eat?

Me: I am craving a King Steer and a crème soda milkshake, I would have driven to the other gate to get the food for us but I was scared.

Bradley: Scared of what?

He asked looking confused.

Me: I am scared of driving alone.

Bradley: Oh I thought you were scared of someone.

Me: That could never be me, not in this lifetime, anyways, I just didnt want to wreck your car.

Bradley: Do you have your license yet?

Me: Nope, I only got my learners end of November and then started lessons in January.

Bradley: Okay, How far were you with lessons?

Me: Not very far, the men in my family are impatient so I just quit, I need to find driving school around here so I can get my lessons done in between classes.

Bradley: Or you could spend more time with your fiancé whilst he teaches you how to drive.

I beamed in excitement, that was a great idea and it made sense so I said yes. I had not even noticed that we were parked outside Steers until he said Lets go get you fed.

He went out of the car and whilst I was busy taking out the stuff I would need from my bag, he opened the door for me and held his hand out for me to take it, I ended up taking my phone and purse only. We walked inside and went straight to the counter. I noticed the weird looks we were getting from the staff there but I didnt pay any mind to them. We both ordered the Mighty King Steer burgers, he got the strawberry milkshake and I got the crème soda milkshake, I tried paying but he snatched my card away from me and paid using his card. We then discussed whether or not we would dine in or go back to campus, we ended up deciding to go back to campus, when our order was done we stood up to get it and went to the car. After he opened my door, I went in and just before he shut the door, I remember leaving my phone on the table we were sitting at when we were waiting for our order so I told him that I would go and get it. Upon walking in the door, I could hear the staff discussing an interracial couple but I did not care to listen to the actual conversation. I took my phone and I was about to exit when one of them asked if Smith and I were dating, I said yes and they said Just because you are fucking a white guy, it does not mean that you are white, it is not sexually transmitted. I went to the car whilst still trying to digest their words, I honestly even forgot that Smith is white because to me, the color of a persons skin does not matter. Something else I failed to comprehend was what did she mean when she said being white is not sexually transmitted, because I am not trying to be white by any means, yeah maybe I speak English all the time and I rarely use vernac but that is because I was surrounded by English speaking all the time. At school English was the medium of communication/instruction, at home I spoke English and everything I watched on Netflix or just general television was in English so pardon me for primarily speaking English. As soon as I got into the car, I released a sigh.

Bradley: What took you so long?

I was contemplating whether to tell him or not,.

Me: Lets go, I will tell you once we start eating.

I said trying to buy myself some time to think clearly about what to do. 2 minutes later, we were parked at the student parking lot.

Bradley: So

He asked expectantly. I had no choice but to tell him and he was so livid, he wanted to go straight back there.

Bradley: Why cant people mind their own business and stop worrying about who other people are dating. It seems like there are many racist pricks at this campus.

Huh??

Me: What do you mean babe?

Bradley: There is an asshole in my accounting 101 class who had a lot to say about me dating a black girl, babe I was so close to punching him in the face.

Oh, I guess that is why he was so pissed earlier on when he came to the car.

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