ME AND MY DANCE

CHAPTER 4

Chapter 4:- Meeting Mr Handsome.

Damilola walked to the reception room to get set for the day's work. There was a very long queue and there were still people sitting and some calling to make reservations.

At the hotel, there were two female receptionists at the front desk.

Damilola and Clara, her best friend, occupied the desk.

Everyone were completely busy attending to the guests rushing in in large numbers.

Damilola found it hard to understand why though.

In about an hour, the queue had been attended to. Damilola sat back and relaxed.

Customers were still coming but not so many to form a queue.

"Alex, why were you so late? I guess you love it when the manager insults you," Clara said.

Damilola who was resting her head started at Clara faking annoyance.

"Would you just leave me alone? Clara," she blurted out, knowing fully well that Clara, her best friend in the world won't leave her alone.

Just like Damilola predicted, Clara didn't leave her alone.

"Was that Ray, I saw with you outside, few hours ago? He is the one right?" She asked hungry for gossip.

"I can't believe you are asking me that. Wasn't it obvious?" Damilola replied.

"Oh! Shut up, I knew he was the one. Oh my God! He gets even more handsome day by day," she said lifting her head up to rest her chin on her folded hand, like she was imagining.

"Gosh, Clara. Don't you have anything doing? Stop disturbing me," Damilola replied, faking annoyance.

"What did he ask you? Tell me please, I am curious". Clara said.

Damilola scoffed and said. "Obviously. You are obviously so curious that you don't mind the manager catching you having some petty discussions and sacking you right away,"

"Come on Alex, could you just shut up and answer my question?"

"Clara, I can only do one of your options, I can't shut up and answer your question at the same time".

"Seriously?" Clara said starring at Damilola like she was a kill joy.

"Well, anyways, did he tell you he likes me? Did he act like he does? I am not exceptionally beautiful, but it doesn't hurt to try, right?" She said in one breath, not even giving herself a chance of breathing.

Damilola felt guilty and heartbroken. How could she tell her that he asked her on a date? She will be devastated.

"Clara, come on, you are very beautiful. You don't need to prove that to anyone. Whosoever says you are not, is too blind to see it. Ray might not see it now, but he would, one day. If he doesn't ever see it, it is his loss," Damilola said.

What could make Clara feel she is not beautiful. Come on, for Clara, beauty is an understatement. Clara was a white, tall with nice long legs. She was slim and had a very long brown hair that fell behind her back. She had a beautiful pair of dark blue eyes also.

Clara was a beauty from within and her outer appearance.

"Thanks Alex, I really appreciate your words," she said with a smile.

"You are very welcome," Damilola replied.

After a while of chatting, they both got back to work.

Just at that moment, Damilola heard some sounds of footsteps of people running towards the entrance of the hotel. It was like an important guest had just arrived.