Shocked wouldn't even begin to describe my feelings at that moment. It was serendipitous to say the least. At first it was unbelievable. I told her I doubted the authenticity of her words. So she sent a picture of her in her pyjamas, yet I doubted... I mean anyone could have photo shopped that picture and sent it to me. So she sent a voice note which would have convinced me instantly but I needed more evidence. I have trust issues I know, but you've got to admit any girl could have sent that voice note. And so, to silence me, she made a video call.
"You're fortunate I like you Edosa, I never do this." She smiled, brushing her teeth.
I hung up with a smile. As we resumed chatting I began fixing the pieces together, the first clue were actually the Okoye twins who always visited our class just because of Camila... It was right there in front of me. Then the letter had a nostalgic scent that I was finding difficult to parallel. It was her perfume. And lastly the pink envelope...on her first day, she wore a pink bag and pink shoes. The answer was right there, I just too dumb to see it.
As the days pass, I found myself growing fond of the girl while we chatted, I didn't want to admit it, but it was true. We conversed with so much flow, despite the fact that I acted like a jerk sometimes, she didn't let it bother her, in fact she even played along sometimes. Our flow was so flawless that you would think we've been friends for years.
So dairy think about it. Everytime we talked I found myself actually liking her and it was no secret that she was into me, but everytime I met up with Buchi and hear his cackling about how Camila replies to him quickly and how he knows that she's falling for him, I felt guilty. I couldn't tell him about our conversations because I didn't want to hurt his feelings and explaining how and why I had the number would be burdensome. If I lost him as a friend I knew I wouldn't be human again. So I kept quiet everytime he brought Camila up.
The midterm break passed slowly. Very slowly. Buchi had the intention of asking Camila to be his girlfriend immediately it was over. Apparently our bet was off, all he wanted was to date her. She on the other hand was planning to do the same thing to me. So I had a choice. Choose a girl that looked like Lorna and made me feel good, over my best friend that kept me going after Lorna died, or do the opposite. Choosing Buchi would have been a no-brainer but this Camila of a girl had already chipped off a small chunk of my supposed dead heart and put it in her pocket.
It was now more difficult than it would have been before the letter but I had to push her away, to Buchi's direction. I couldn't let a girl severe that relationship between Buchi and I. She could keep the chunk of my heart, I just had to avoid her and after the break I did just that. I succeeded in avoiding Camila on Wednesday and Thursday. We still talked online but offline we did not, and anytime she asked me why it was so, I always gave a perfectly lame excuse. It was a full proof plan. This way I won't be taking Buchi's joy away.
Talking about Buchi. The rascal actually did it that Wednesday. He walked up to Camila and requested a date with her, which was an unorthodox way for a Nigerian guy to get a girlfriend. I couldn't help but chuckle as he walked towards Camille and her friends, rubbing his hand like he was using hand sanitizer. He returned with a smile but I could see his hidden disappointment.
"What did she say?"
He exhaled sitting on the desk. "She said she'll think about it. That she had a busy schedule."
I chuckled. "And you believed that?"
"She might be telling the truth. I mean why would she lie?"
I smiled, rising. "Girls are confusing creatures bro. Difficult to read."
"I mean, one moment they're giving you strong vibes, and next no vibes at all?" He gesticulated, "it's a wah o."
I exhaled patting his back. "Come on, let's go get something to eat. Don't worry I'm sure she'll come around."
Though I knew Camila was going to turn him down and that she'll never come around. That Friday, my full proof plan crashed and burned. Just after the closing bell Camila's minions came at me like ravenous wolves. The two of them.
"We need to talk Igbinoba." Bimpe said placing her hand on her waist.
"What's this?" Buchi laughed, "attack of the Amazonian princesses?"
"Buchi you can go, we just want to talk to Edosa for five minutes." Bisola smiled.
Buchi looked at them for a while. Then he shrugged putting his textbook in his bag. "Hurry up, my mom is cooking fried rice today and I need to get there before my siblings lick the pot dry."
At that he walked out of the class. Immediately the twins coerced me to stand up and pushed me to Camila.
She sat there like she was the leader of a cult, looking at me with a smirk. By her side were Dublin and Simi. I glared at them screaming traitors in my mind as if they could hear me. After I sat, they left us.
"I'm not stupid Edosa," she began, "I know you've been avoiding me. What's up with that?"
I should have thought about her high IQ. Exhaling I crossed my legs on the desk.
"Buchi likes you Camille. You should be with him."
"But I don't like him like that. I like you Edosa."
"Well unlike me and like him."
We went in circles. It was hard to let go of my stupid new feelings for her and she did not make it any easier. Her stubbornness reminded me alot of Lorna. Eventually we came to an agreement.
"One date. Just give me one date Edosa and I'll leave you and be with Buchi."
One date wasn't a bad idea. If that was going to push her away then what the heck?! I was game. So I told her to meet me at the cinema.
She disagreed. "The cinema is too cliche, let's do something different for our first and last date."
"Like what?"
She smiled. "A picnic. On the football field tomorrow."
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Scandals Of Everest High vol.1; Camille and Edosa
Teen FictionIt's not everyday you find true love in a secondary school. Or perhaps they're tweaking? Scandalous encounters and love fights, this could not get better. Love, humour and a lot of drama fills the story of Edosa and Camille as they narrate in their...