Ours Highschool Life

Chapter 15|Ketchup

She's seeing alamin for the first time

She need to breath, she can't pass out

What if he think she's ugly?

She couldn't help but wonder as she looked directly back into his dark brown eyes. Many what ifs prowled her collapsed mind. She have never felt so self conscious in a while now, he must really be thinking she's ugly and she had no makeup on whatsoever. She's also not hot, she's average.

"Hi" she finally replied him back nervously. Her pounding heard is definitely going to jump out of her chest. And the birds and eagles in her stomach have turned to dragons and fluttered around thereby making her sick.

He looked directly at him and her him...

"Get in, I don't bite" He teased. And without wasting any more seconds, she did as ordered.

"So you're Anisa?" he asked smiling at her. His voice sent shivers down her spine.

"So you're alamin" she tried to say casually then swallowed feeling her dry throat. Where the hell did all her saliva go?

"So, tell me, how is it that a girl like you ended up being my friend"

"What do you mean by a girl like me?" She asked her brows furrowed

"Well you're all happiness and love while I'm a negative realistic jerk"

"You're admitting you're a jerk?" She cloaked an eyebrow

"I never said I wasn't" he smirked at her and her heart skipped. He look devilish adorable.

"Why are you so nervous" he asked out of the blue

"I'm not nervous" she said in a puf

"Yes you are" he tilted his head to the side amusement plastered on his face. He's driving with one hand. Do all guys look more attractive when driving with one hand?

"How did you know it was me?" She didn't expect him to show up when she called him but he did but how did she know that she's her, she don't know if she should cry or scream happily because finally someone came to her rescue. She would have called Alamin or Ajmal or even Adnan but they are all in school.

"Because you look like you" he replied thereby making her chuckle

"And you look familiar, have we met before" she asked.

"Uhm, I doubt" he replied nonchalantly.

"You look awfully familiar" she said but then she don't remember seeing him anywhere despite the fact that she have searched her brain.

"I'm serious, I don't remember meeting you" that way, she's forced to let go of the topic.

"So Dark poet, huh?" She chuckled at the end

"Yes" he winked at her. That little eye movement did it all, the butterflies and dragon started.

"So this is how you look, in real" she can't stop herself from wondering, she have imagined him in her brain but he didn't look half as handsome as his real self.

"Yes, I did imagine you to be this young but not this pretty"

"Is that a compliment or..." he didn't allow her to finish what she was saying

"I swear it's a compliment" and that made Anisa chuckle again.

"I've heard" she replied

Silence!
Awkward!
Butterflies!

"So? Why are you still in Nigeria?" She asked

"Family drama I guess, my family insist that I come back to Nigeria and work but then I don't want to" he explained