I soon got to Madam Jara's shop
( in Nigeria,Jara means extra,its especially used when buying stuffs from traders,like when the seller sells some quantity of food stuff for you,you say "madam put jara for me",which means madam put extra for me . so jara means extra,its a pidgin term.)
She sells the most delicious jollof rice in the whole campus,
and I'm her irregular customer
Madam Jara didn't have plastic drinks yet,so I had to buy bottle drinks
Just as I was about to take the drinks I ordered,loud music booming from God-fucking-knows-where made me jolt in shock
What the heck?
I turn to find the source of the pollution
I hate loud music,yet I love rock music(ironic isn't it?.I have a problem)
A red stallion convertible,driven by a drunk driver,surrounded by fellow drunk friends, rolled in
I whistled ,admiring the baby before me
I love love cars
Man!the car is fucking dope
Must belong to all these bad boys I guess
Forcefully tearing my eyes away from the car,I took the drinks and started to pay for them
I was practically trying to figure out how I'll carry three bottles of drink,and one sachet water,when something hit me with full force,making the drinks and everything slip from my hands,onto the floor.
And or course there was an explosion of glass and liquid .and of course,I fell face first on the floor
"JESUS!!!"people exclaimed
"FUCK!"I and someone exclaimed in unison
Some people ,including madam Jara rushed towards us with concern
I stood up to face the thing that had caused this shit
But I only ended up facing someone's chest
I raised my head up to find the owner of the chest
The dude was tall,that confirms the fact that despite the fact that I was tall,I was just facing his chest in my fill height .damn - I feel intimidated
Cold grey eyes pierced mine
I scoffed internally
Grey eyes?
Who knew if it was just contact lenses
I use contact lenses,but its amber
"What are you starring at bad looking?"Grey eyes asked
I glared at him
What the fuck?so rude!
Who be this one?
"You pushed me ,damaged my stuffs,and the sorry I get is an insult from you?!"
I asked shocked
"Who are you ,and how does that make me owe you an apology? Now pack up those broken mess you made,I won't like to step on a bottle"
My eyes turned into slits
"You should be ashamed of your self!you caused this,and you're insulting me on top of everything. I'm sure you weren't present when God was giving out sense" I hissed.and he's even asking me to pack-"and listen dickhead,if you don't pack up that mess,it'll remain there,cos my hand won't touch a damn thing. Ama!"
(That's the Japanese word for bitch)
He shrugged and started to walk off
Wait he hasn't paid for the damage.
He must buy me the drinks
"Hey stop!"I yelled standing in front of him
He gripped my wrist in attempt to fling me off-yes,fling he looks like he can do such-"you must give me money to buy the drinks you damaged"I snapped
He released my hands and gave me two thousand naira
What kind of rubbish is this na?
Is this boy insulting me with his money
I gave him back a one thousand naira note
"The total amount is three hundred and ten naira"I informed
I bought the drinks and water with the remaining one thousand naira ,
"Here's your change,"I said bitterly, throwing his change of seven hundred and ninety naira at him
He was just watching me,with a bored expression
Nonsense.
With that ,I walked off
