Meeting with the President's Son

Chapter Thirty

Jade's POV

I slammed it on his desk. "That's your part of the jollof rice we cooked."

"You and who?" He said, irritated by my voice. It was obvious he didn't like hearing my voice one bit, but he would have to deal with it whether he likes it or not. To annoy him even more. "Adams Goriola Gabriel." His note supplied his third name which I found cute a little. Just a little. "This is the result of what that witch narrated yesterday, so eat yours and remain for her."

For the first time. As if I was I dreaming. At first, it didn't sound real. It didn't sound like his. It didn't sound like it was coming from him, but it was him. His laughter joined the rest of the noise going on, but his laughter stood out.

I could only hear his laughter and nothing more. He looked more cuter.  More handsome. And not like uncle Fissy who end up looking times two of his age. A smile can never restructure some people's face, but this, I realized I was quiet the whole time he was laughing, because I couldn't help looking. Oh, gosh! Concentrate Jade.

He raised his head up at me. "You mean you cooked that nonsense my sister narrated yesterday!" He sounded surprised, then laughed again. He suddenly paused as if something struck his mind. "You call her witch too?" His laughter rose up again. I was wrong when I thought Shayo was the only one who laughs a lot.

I wish someone could tell him how much better he looked with a smile on.

Jade talk. You are not here for the smile.

Huh! Yes! Yes!

Nothing was coming though. I stood there thinking of what to say. I couldn't believe that witch was his sister. But which one is, you call her witch too. But come to think of it. Why did I listen to her? It was obvious we hated each other. I disliked her. She disliked me. Seriously! I shouldn't have believed what came out of that girl's mouth. What came out was total nonsense!

"My sister can't even cook noodles on her own," he said, chuckling. He was really enjoying making jest of someone, but failed to realize his sister had a problem too. Couldn't believe she can't cook simple Noodles. I bet she doesn't know when a water boils.

Gori continued. "I wanted you to admit it was you, but you acted like you didn't hear her, so how is that my problem. Now take the poison you prepared away from my desk." He said it like a command. 

In his dream will I carry the plastic away.

If  he called that poison, then I must have ate the same poison yesterday, including Miracle, Kemi, and Kelvin. When big mommy opened the pot and saw the pap I cooked like she called it, she was furious that the four of us lined up at the front of the pot, serving to our satisfaction.
It was... A serve yourself day. She told me personally to make sure nothing was left inside the pot. Till this morning, Kemi was still grumbling, while Kelvin had fun referring me to one stupid character in one of his novels.

The one who rushed to the toilet rushed to the toilet more than once. Miracle kept vomiting, and Kelvin just ate it like that as if nothing was wrong with the food. Some people can just eat anything. But we survived, so they will too. Being a nice person, I found a white plastic and packed the remaining rice inside it for Gori and the witch. Now he just called it poison. Ungrateful people everywhere.

"Can you just take this your crooked plastic away from my table." He was getting tired of me, but I was just starting. I slammed it on his desk again, getting a frustrating sigh from him. "Will you just--"