I cannot forget this day in a hurry, not even if I tired. Not even if someone uses a magic wand to take my memory away. There will still be fragments of how this day went lurking somewhere in my head. It will be forever burned in my memory.
The excitement I felt on this day was unquantifiable. I kept on asking myself what the problem was. I kept on telling myself I have gone on dates before and needed to calm down, wondering what was wrong with me. The thing is J.O is very easy to like. He had this care in his voice and is a genuine person. He is someone who would want to help every single person who needs his help and leave them better than he met them. He is a stand up guy.
Looking back on how excited I was to meet J.O, If I were not tender headed, I most certainly would have put a wig on that day with some make up to look extra cute. I have had a fro hawk hairstyle for the past one year so I mostly look like a man. Someone even told me they thought I was lesbian. Apparently, septum piercing and fro hawk are indicative of lesbianism.
I put on a black shirt with 'Braids Of Honor" written behind it, black jeans, brown shoes and a brown purse to match. I took photos of the shoes and purse and sent it to J.O so he can see my drip for that day. At the back of my shirt was my IG and contact details for anyone who would like to book their hair appointment. I did not come to play in this area.
After all was said and done at school, I went to the Caesar Chavez building to wait on J.O. I sent him my location and he said he's be on his way to the bus stop to catch the bus shortly. I told him to bring me a jacket and his response was about how he has three and which I wanted. I was not able to respond until about 10 minutes later and he just went with whatever material but once he saw my message, he went back home to change it to a denim jacket that I requested and ran back to catch the bus just in time. I told him not to bother but he did not mind going back to pick the exact material I wanted up. I was like okay, that's my man. My incoming husband thank you Lord.
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I still have not heard from Avis but my friend Israel was getting back to me about places through people he knew in San Leandro that can take me in until I get myself together. My former boss too just was not responding to the last text I sent to her. I was praying for text to come back so bad. I had told James on the phone earlier that I would leave to go to the bay to drive and look for a new place if I'm able to pick up a car. While waiting for this brand new human being that was about to come into my life, I made a quick Instagram reel dancing to afro beat music. I was super happy and I wanted to show my branded business shirt and also add San Francisco as the current location so all my friends in Cali can know I am back.
After so many takes and looking around one million times to make sure no one was watching me act a plum fool, I sat back down and the minute I sat down, someone tapped softly on my shoulder from behind. It was J.O.
He looks exactly as pictured. I smiled shyly and I'm never shy you know. In my head I was like 'I like what I see' He is exactly as pictured on his profile. He was not wearing anything fancy and the conversation started smoothly just like we had on the phone and face time. He gave me a side hug, handed me his denim jacket, held my hand and we started walking from the campus to stonestown mall.
TO BE CONTINUED
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An almost love story
Non-FictionThis is a true life story of the shortest and WILDEST relationship i have had till date. English is my first language but that does not mean I should be a pro at it. Please forgive all the run ons and fragments, lack of punctuation and misspelling...