My phobias

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It is a warm Saturday morning. I had just finished my week ends work out therapy in the gym in our house. I hardly ever left the house aside going to school. My family isn't the going church going type. We were Christians by default. We only went to church during cross overs or random thanksgivings, I guess we were cool with it. Deep down within me, I really loved being more of a random church goer but I guess I'm just not given that privilege.

"Torera...mom said she will be arriving later this evening". Sekemi said politely as I walked in pulling off my waist trainers.
"Wait, what! And she didn't deem it fit to inform me?". I said heartbroken.

My mom hardly told me about her schedules, she rather Left notes on my table or sent Emmy or sekemi but would never call nor text me.

"Perhaps, she didn't want you to be disturbed". Sekemi said patting me.
I walked angrily up the stairs and slammed the door behind me...

"Toreraaaaa, biko, don't break the door o". Sekemi shouted.

Sekemi is our or most suitably my personal house help, we were quite close, she had Just completed her National Diploma at a polytechnic, she really is a reserved, extremely nice but a no-nonsense kind of person, I must say, sekemi is an epitome of dazzling beauty with her fair skin very spotless and succulent. I dread seeing her have a kitchen cut or a blister due to her fragile skin.

"Screw you, Mrs oladunni". I mumbled to myself. I usually referred to my mom as Mrs oladunni whenever I wasn't happy with any of her actions.
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"Hello best". Morire's sonorous voice Curt me in.
"Yo, babes,"
"I'm coming over to your place right now, with muracle". She said excitedly
"Don't you dare bring miracle with you, morire"
"Else what?, Well, I don't give a damn what you think because I'm so not listening to you"
" You are crazy!"I yelled over the phone.
"I know, right"she said and hung up.

Believe when I say morire is crazy.I was really jittery, the sight of miracle gave me creeps.
Fear gripped me, I was quivering.

Miracle Ajibola was morire's older brother, our laboratory perfect, he is morire's and I senior in school. He has been my crush since God knows when, morire is fully aware of this. She once crazily offered to woo me on his behalf but I am philophobic always believing every damn person would shred my heart just like my dad did my Mom.

I quickly dashed to the bathroom to have a shower, I slugged in a joggers with a sweat shirt, I wouldn't dare putting on something light, I can't fathom miracle seeing my "one -billion dollar skin". I quickly packed up with clothes, smoothened my bed spread, switch off my music player, repacked my braids, ran down the stairs to put a call through my saviours ( Emmy).

"Jannelle..."Emmy's voice ran through.
"Emmy, what should I do? Miracle is coming over with morire, I'm really terified". I said gasping
" Chill now, ehn do whatever you want, but nothing crazy". She replied
" What will I say when comes in? We haven't spoken before, I'm so nervous".
"Jump on him and kiss him nah".she laughed.
" Emmy pleaseeee, tell me what exactly to do, they will be here any moment from now"
"Well, just don't act weird and don't start stuttering and act really nice and polite, engage him in random conversations, try to avoid eye contacts with me so you don't flop"she offered
"Is that all?"I asked sillily
"No, go and check the manual on how to keep pace with your crush....mumu girl"
"It's because I don't have any choice o, I wouldn't have called you"
" Like you always had any other choice before"
" Whatever,Love ya"I said feeling relieved
"Lorrr u too baby. She said hanging up.

Emmy could also be really crazy at times but she is a life saver.

I ran up to my room again, pacing around. I quickly ran a spray over my body, tightened up my braids, I couldn't fathom being a mess meeting my forever crush. I sprayed my mouth with my mouth spray, checked if I wasn't on my period after I had just concluded my menstrual flow the previous week...I was really naive.
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"Toreraaaaa, I know you are up there,u berra come out before I comman drag down your Small ass"
I gasped for breath, my guest was around,morire wasn't a guest anyway.

I gave myself a final approving look at the mirror, pouted my lips and gingerly, like a bride walking down the aisle, picked my steps unsteadily down to the living room.

Morire jumped over to hug me. I saw miracle, he was putting on a plain round neck over a jean trouser. I could trace his biseps and triceps, he nipple budded out of his broad chest. He had a simple but nice low cut hair style, his rexona perfume rented the air, his Rolex wrist watch hung lazily round his wrist, he had a one sided dimple, and of course a pink lips, I could see the outline of a manly beard breaking out down from his temple to his jaw. He was obviously handsome.

"Tsup?" I greeted morire after hugging her, we were walking over to where miracle was.
"I'm obviously doing great" she replied grinning.

she was really mischievous.
"Hey, Torera". That was miracle's voice.
"Hi". I said timidly."it's so nice having you around"
"Can we all sit, please?" Morire said, sitting on a comfort chair.
"Sure"I replied.
"Torera, go get something for us to munch or drink now"morire said, winking at me mischievously.
"No, it's fine, we are cool".miracle cut her in.
"But I'm not and by the way you should have said I'm cool not we are cool". morire replied sharply.
" Whatever". Miracle sighed, like he knew his baby sister was up to some kind of mischief.
"Go take whatever you want in the grocery store"I offered.
"Onibaje, am I not a visitor, go and bring something for me jare". Morire replied me.
She was such a devil's incarnate...
On a normal day, morire wouldn't dare treating me this way but she had my mumu button... miracle....I had to comply with whatever she said to look at least responsible.
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"You don't mean it.. you mean Torera does all of this things" . Miracle mused.
"Ask her nah, or do I look like someone that is lying?". Morire said
"Be nice, morire". I said blushing
"Wait o, is it me or miracle you are blushing for?"
"Stopeeet" I shrieked
"So, Torera tell me, how true is the attestation of your friend that you are as crazy as she is?". Miracle asked gazing at me.
I went numb for a moment, what was I expected to say,I was twingling my fingers, I dreaded stuttering.
"Hmmmm, well, I'm a bit indifferent about some things but not crazy as morire puts it, she fits in perfectly to being crazy". I blurted staring endlessly at the portrait of me hung over the living room.
"Indifferent, wow...I like your choice of language. He complimented.
Was he whinnying me nih...well, if he was, he got me.
"I'm flattered"I said smiling
"Peele, the flatterer and the flateree". Morire cut in, she was actually busy checking an update on my phone.
"Pay no attention to her, she is wierd as you know".
He flashed a smile...OMG! did I just see his nice set of teeth or his one sided dimple.

We spoke about musicians, different professions, our hobbies, we spoke about him then me. And as were lazily stating facts about secular issues...he popped a question.
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"How about your personal walk with God?".
I jolted back to life after moments of mind wandering.
WTF! Had morire not told him I wasn't the church going type nor a devout?.
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