HIS ADDICTION

4: A Date

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"How does the ice cream taste?, Is it nice, would you like to take something else, are you okay" this guy doesn't know when to shut up, no ice cream could taste better than these, how can I tell this guy that I don't like interruption when I am eating, I dislike multitasking.

"It's nice, really nice, thanks" i looked around and saw a couple making out. I almost gagged. Like really, in public. Can't you guys at least get a room, room that reminds me, I don't like this place one bit, it's as small as a room and there is a bit of romance in here and I hate it.

The sun casted a nice glow over the little restaurant, it was situated in Western part of the town, a twenty minutes drive from school. It was a popular eatery known as xtaste. I didn't know it existed until today. The tables were neatly arranged in twos as couple fill in and out. It had a bit of old stile to it, it was made to look like a hut from the outside view but inside pattern was neat and nice. I ordered ice cream with hopes of giving James little time discuss and also because I'd choose ice cream anytime, any day, anywhere.

"Back to earth, shuga" oh right I am on a fucking date.

"I am sorry, what did you say?" I stare at him and he leaned forward, am I seeing double or is this guy leaning forward...... OMG he thinks I will kiss him.

Ugggghhrrr

"Stop it right there" fool. He bit his lip and stared at me in a questioning manner. Didn't he get my message.

"You've got ice cream on your lips”. Oh

"I know, I'll wipe it off myself”

"So would you like to know anything, you can ask me any question" yes, the opportunity I was waiting for.

"So are you in a cult group or frat or something" it's a question but I already knew the answer, of course no one can be a course rep without being a cultist.

"Something." fucking liar. I knew one thing for sure. anyone who plays politics in this university, plays dirty and they are not nice. Being in any rank or power means you need protection and only a group of cultist could give you that. This School is like a parlour filled with Italian mafias and innocent people and people in power were like gang leaders. Even the lecturers bow at their feet, although it's for the money.

"Impressive" I noded in agreement.
We kept on exchanging questions from his personal life to school work.....
"So, after writing an exam, I can actually go meet the lecturers and pay for extra marks?" I asked him with a grin.

"Yes you can, not many people know of this, but if you have the money then you will be informed. It's my job" he said proudly. Which means, I can do what I like in school and after the exam I can always bribe my way to an an  A.  Sounds like a plan.

"So tell me about yourself" he said, taking a bite from his meat pie. Those dimples actually look good on him.

"I am shuga, an only child, my parents are divorced and I stay with my dad, grew up in lagos, a middle class, I am 17 years and nothing more." That's a lot though.

I scooped the last spoon of ice cream into my mouth, as I savoured the taste,an intense want for more filled me.

Three cups of ice cream later and I was filled to the bream. I sighed loudly and dropped my shoulder a little lower than usual.

"We've been discussing for a couple of hours and it's 6pm already, I need to get back to my apartment before it gets dark" I said while sliding my phone into my purse. He stood up and gave me a hug, which I returned with a squirm.
"Can I drop you off?" A gesture I would have accepted but the idea of being with him any moment longer will cause damage to my sanity.                 "Thanks but that would not be necessary"