CHAPTER 16
After ending the call, Chelsea headed straight to the kitchen.
" How far is the kitchen department doing with the food preparation?" Chelsea asked Kevwe, " And may I ask what are you cooking?, Only the aroma wants to finished my nose" She added.
"Well for your information I'm cooking Yam porridge with pork meat" Kevwe told her.
" Oh my God, it is as if you can read minds or something; because that is one of my favorite food" Chelsea said to her.
" When did it become one of your favorite food?. And stop buttering me up, because you want to eat or you are hungry" Kevwe said to Chelsea.
" For your information, it is true. I fell in love with yam porridge long time ago. Especially before I went to school. But on getting to school after some years, a very small tuber of yam was sold for 900naira and you know we student were trying to manage our feeding money, so instead we spent our money on something that would not be enough for us for days" Chelsea told Her BFF, " Look at you behaving like you don't remember, as if it was not both of us that went to school this same time" She added.
" Please live me, you too like talk" Kevwe told her playfully, " So how was your talk with Mr. Lover?" Kevwe ask her BFF.
" Who are you calling Mr. Lover?, Do you know if I was talking to a lady?" Chelsea asked.
" Please don't give me that crap. it would surely be a he, with how long you were making a talking to the person" Kevwe said to Chelsea, " So who is he?" Kevwe asked her friend.
"He who?" Chelsea asked back.
"Don't lie to me and don't answer my question with a question" Kevwe warns, " No need to lie, I have been overhearing your conversation from the kitchen . So just go straight to the point and give me the full gist" She added.
" Okay, he is the guy I told you about" Chelsea said.
" Which guy?" Kevwe asked.
" The one I told I met on my way to school or to my per time teaching job" Chelsea told her " Who you saw me talking to in front of my shop" She added.
" The guy by the name Dennis, That one I told you he likes you?" Kevwe asked.
" Yes, that one" Chelsea replied.
" Since when do you call him?, Did he call you or you were the one who called him?" Kevwe asked.
" You have so many questions, which one should I answer first?" Chelsea asked," Just slow down" Chelsea said to her BFF.
" Well, I have so many questions, because the first day I asked about him, you didn't give me much answer and you wave my questions off" Kevwe told her, " And the second time, you sounded as if you didn't like him" She added.
" Well not that I didn't like him, I just didn't know him then. " Chelsea told Kevwe.
" So now you do?" Kevwe asked, " Since when?" She added.
" Not really, I still don't. But we have decided to get to know each other, as friends" Chelsea answered.
" Just friends?" Kevwe asked.
" Yes!, Just friends" Chelsea exclaimed, " Why are you people behaving as if he and I can not be just friends?" She asked.
" Well, because I know he wants something else or something more. Meaning; something other than just friends and you know it too" Kevwe told her.
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Chelsea; My Big, Fat, Fabulous Love By Nwachukwu Christopher Ishioma Avwerosuo
RomanceChelsea is a 23 year old young lady, who has been constantly body shamed, to the extent that she has almost loose her confidence and become depressed. She discovers that she has to love herself first, before others can, and shouldn't let the words...