The boy i admire

chapter fourteen

I trecked home due to lack of napep .it's ok though I live few meters from school and the weather was not hash; there was small breeze.

   All  I could do was think about how perfect Charles was. Oh my God!how can a man be this perfect?I questioned myself out loud.

    No!no humaira ,you can't think about him that is wrong, it's not right,he is your classmate,he is out of your league,no dating of class and agemate that is your policy.i beat myself up the whole way home as though flutered throughout my head, making me more and more angry with myself.
     Immediately as I reached home,do my usuals;cook,eat, bath and pray.excluding one thing which was sleeping because I decided to go to Aunt's studio, perhaps help her with some works because Friday is always a hectic day for makeup artists.
    I hopped into the napep wearing a beautiful atampa fitted gown that revealed my figure,when I came out of the house I was greeted by stares of people; the one that stood out the most were men. I could felt my legs shaking and for some odd reason I felt self conscious, maybe my outfit was too provocative.

    I greeted the receptionist and the people in the reception. walked to the studio,flung back the flowered curtain and pushed open the door, stepping into the bright tiles.

      Two vanity mirrors were placed on a white medium wall opposite a custard yellow door wall,a portrait of Aunt,her assistant,the receptionist, her two models and I hung at a wall facing another wall with makeup product murals.

       I sinked down onto a delicate red silk lip couch,folded my leg over the other and slung my arms over the couch.

    Lazy brat!come and take over her makeup. Aunt fired wearing her usual warm smile.
    "Zee go and have lunch"

   I strode to the mirror and started applying foundation to a fair, beautiful middle age lady.who smile warmly at me that invited me to do thesame.

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