All the characters in this book are pure fiction. The story line was created by a Nigerian teenager, if any fact might seem unreal in the terms of the location of the the characters in the story. Please do remember that it is all fiction.
Chapter 1
I sat back at the leather shiny arm chair, comfortably, I was waiting for all the time to be over. I watched as the seconds hand of the clock ticked every one second although it seemed more than that. Why did I sign up for this? I don't do shrinks, what the hell am I doing here?
"Ma'am, you know if you talked the time would go a bit more faster", the shrink I've ignored that sat directly at me said in a slightly less official tone. "What am I supposed to talk about?", I asked, although I already knew what I was in for. "How about you start from the beginning?". I nodded, her words took me back to very Genesis, the Genesis of us.
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"I'm bored", I turned over to the boy next to me in the library as if he was owing me an entertaining time at the library, as if I knew him. He didn't turn or shake and I didn't notice any eye movements his eyes were faced on what seemed like a novel.
His dark brown skin glowed with d small reflection of the light from the far end window, his full lips were still as they've been since I sat next to him.
I've never spoken to him before, I don't know him yet I talked first. "Excuse me", my voice was louder to get his attention, I stretched my hand to tap his broad firm shoulder, but I was stopped. His strong hand grabbed mine by the wrist. "You don't seem like a bother, but you are bothering me, I was told you were mute". As he said the words he looked directly into my eyes, his eyes were soulful, like my breathing was steel for a short moment. He threw my hand back at me, it snapped me back to life. "I'm not mute".
I stood up from the chair, grabbed my bag and headed out the library.
Allot of people knew me as mute but to believe someone would actually have the guts to say it, I thought they were all scared of me, who is he?
His face kept running through my mind, his full eyebrows and soulful dark eyes with his full tender looking dark pink lips, who was he, where did I know him from? I had to know him because no one I don't know can treat me like that, so who was he?
I sat at the lunch table closest to the wall at the far end of the canteen with an apple in hand I tried to ignore all the pest that were as people in front of me. How they gathered so noisily and without manners or appreciation for any of themselves. I was lost in thought. Maybe all I need is a quick smoke. I stood up from the table leaving my 2 companies without a word. I threw the apple in a bin not to far from us, and left the canteen.
I got to wired fence at the field brought out my pack of fresh minted cigarettes, with my black lighter in the pack. I took one to my lips, I snapped the lighter but nothing came out, oh shit it's finished. "You need help?" The voice drummed my ear as a well embedded Manchester crest lighter faced me, it was him. I grabbed the lighter and lit my cigar. I took a soft puff from my cigar and puffed it out through my nose and mouth. Thanks I looked up at him again. His skin even shinier than it was in the Library. I handed him back his lighter without a word, and turned around to face outside the fence. "That's bad for you" his calm yet thunderous voice flowed from behind. I took the cigar to my mouth again. I didn't want to reply, not because of his first attitude but because I don't talk while taking a smoke, it doesn't set well. I kept my gaze outside the fence as though I wasn't being spoken to. "Can I have a little" he reached out his two fingers before me, I placed the cigar between them. I took exhaled to get some smoke out. "it's not good for you either" I exclaimed. He explained and d smoke blew to my face. "I'm trying to quite", he replies. I nodded and looked up to his face which was slightly covered by the Ray's of sunlight, his silver necklace reflected towards my eye. I looked away, "so am I". The bell rang.
"Class" we both interrupted each other with the same word. "keep the smoke", I tried to look directly at him besides the Ray's of sun that made him apear like he was was glowing. I headed back inside the school building.
