The sun was setting already. It was an amazing sight to behold.
The cold breeze from the ocean hit Samson and I real hard on our bare skin. The feel was magnificent. I was putting on a crop top and bum short, whilst Samson was putting on only a trouser with his bare chest. He had a nice physique.
We were at the beach, sitting on the soft sandy floor with our hands intertwined and looking at the horizon, quietly.
He then shifted closer to me and that captured my attention. We were both now looking at each other and smiling broadly.
"I like you a lot." He said to me.
"I like you a lot too." I replied genuinely.
And he was leaning closer to me to capture my lips, but I wasn't gonna give in that easily. So I grabbed some sand particles and threw at him.
I stood up immediately I did that, laughing hysterically. "Come get me if you want a kiss." I began to run once I noticed him getting up from the ground.
He chased after me, laughing. I ran as fast as my legs could take me. I was also laughing. In no time, he caught me on the waist and took me down to the ground, tickling me. I was laughing real hard.
"Stop already!" I said in between my laughter.
"If I stop, would I get a kiss from you?"
"No." I placed my tongue out.
I guess I made a big mistake saying 'no', cause the tickling got worse.
"Okay, yes!" I screamed. The tickle was unbearable.
He stopped and this earned a comfortable silence. We locked gazes at each other. Those eyes, how beautiful! He smiled at me and I returned the gesture.
As he was leaning closer to me in an attempt to kiss me...
"Wake up girl!" Someone hit me hard on the shoulder.
I opened my eyes instantly. Who could this person be now? The person disrupted me from my dream. I looked at the other side of my bed and I saw that it was Tracy who had disrupted my sweet dream. Wait sweet? I called that dream sweet? In fact, I dreamt of Samson and I together almost kissing?! Shit!
I rolled my eyes for a clearer view. "Good morning Tracy." I greeted but she ignored me.
"Why did you wake me up? Today's Saturday." Today was Saturday and that meant, no school and its drama.
"And so? That shouldn't make you sleep there like a log of wood. Do you even know what time is it?" She scrunched her face in so much disgust, just because she was talking to her younger sister– me.
I checked the time on the wall clock in my room. "It's just seven forty-five am. Besides, what are you even doing in my room?" I was seethe.
She looked at me as if there was an obvious reason for her to be in my room, at this hour. "Well, mum and dad ain't around, so I'd be going out today."
"Where did they go?" I inquired.
She narrowed her eyes at me. "I just told you they were not around, what more do you need to know?"
I rolled my eyes at her. "Was just being inquisitive." I pouted my lips afterwards.
"Was just being inquisitive." She mimicked. "Anyways, I just wanted to let you know, in case they get back from wherever they went to." She said nonchalantly.
"Where are you going sef?" Curious.
"Ah ah! Na wa o. E concern you?"
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