Xanthous Feelings[ONC 2023]

III

ONE MINUTE SHE WAS THERE, THE NEXT SHE WASN'T. She was all the colors on the spectrum__bright and beautiful, the room felt dull without her. She took all the beautiful shades and put them  on her fingers, her legs, her waist and just left with them.

It was probably for the best though, the universe was saving his ass from embarrassing himself__that had to be it. God ,was he really just going to walk up to her? What was he even going to say sef? "How far I'm Dara, your long lost child hood friend?"

That only worked in white people movies.

A moo-moo, that's what he was. What was this girl doing to him?

Which kind juju be this

The bartender she'd been laughing with was wiping the counter, bobbing her head to the club"s racing heartbeat.

"Let's go find out were she went to" he told Ishaya.

He dared not say her name again, not even in his mind. Her name was like a Siren song, he'd be spelled just by thinking about it. And yes  he wanted very badly to be bewitched. To have her name, her song and soul roll his mind till he forgets everything and everyone else. Especially his Dad.

Omor __this jazz is strong oh

Ishayas eyes widened for a split second at the mention of talking to the girl, he covers it up quickly but Dara noticed his lips twitch downward .

What was that about?

Dara was about to grill Ishaya about his reaction to the girl when someone playfully punched his arm.

It was actually painful

"Guyyyyy, you actually showed up" .

With his copper skin, Efosa Ekpang  was Bethel highs resident heartthrob. Being the former sports prefect, the guy was easily the most popular guy at school, maybe even other schools. The very expensive looking watch he had on paired with his nike sneakers had him looking like the cover picture of a  rich kid magazine.

If Jola was the queen bee, Efosa was the fucking King-Kong. Dara wondered were exactly that left him in the equation. Godzilla maybe?

Efosa and Dara were like oil and water__under normal circumstances, they did not mix. At all. But add a little heat and some ingredients and you've got yourself an amazing tomato sauce.

He should probably stop watching the food channel though.

They  both had to work together when they were appointed prefects and thus was the beginning of their very unlikely friendship. Even though they practically disagreed about  everything and Dara could not be bothered to care about the latest trends. He would always have Efosa"s back.

"Yes oh, wouldn't have missed this for anything."

Lies, nothing but lies. Actually, Dara could think up a hundred different things he'd rather be doing than being in this club. He remembered the scent of the egusi soup  he had prepared before leaving for the club. He hoped he did not smell like garlic.

He stirred the steaming pot of soup, inhaling the soups savory scent as it fondled his olfactory lobes.

"Auntie Kemi, where did you keep  the crayfish ?_" he asked the old woman chopping vegetables with just her fingers and knife. He wondered how she does it, her palms must be rock solid.

She waved him off " Oya go and baf and prepare for your party"

"I'm coming, let me just __