Perfectly Imperfect

~14~

                               ~Kunmi~

It was the last day of the term and while our teachers were in a meeting with our parents, we were all in our classes with SS3 students deployed to watch over us to make sure we put on our best behaviors. It was Senior Junior and one other girl whose name I couldn't recollect that came to our class and Junior's s face broke into a smile when he saw me. He walked straight to where I sat, dragged the empty seat in don't of me closer.

"Hey friend. How're you?"

Friend? I smiled.

"I'm fine. Hope you're good too?"

He nodded, with a smile tugging on his lips.

The other girl had also join the clique of the nosiest noise maker in our class. I shook my head. Funny how the ones that are supposed to stop us from making noise are the ones doing the talking.

"I remember your first day in school, feels like yesterday and now, first term is already over."

As in. It always amuse me too. I thought I was going to have a lonely stay here but thanks to Aminah, I was doing just fine.

"So, how far with  music classes? Are you liking it or you are still doing it for the fun of it?"

I mentally winced. I'd rather not talk about anything music with anybody but Junior was only trying to make an innocent conversation. I opened my mouth, about to come up with a reply but I was cut off by Ezekiel who walked up to where we sat. He stood directly in front of Junior and he pointed to his Zipper before making a gesture of pissing. I rolled my eyes. This boy sha.

"Why exactly are you not talking?"

Ezekiel still did not say anything. He only pressed two of fingers together and dragged it across his lips.

Junior shook his head.

"Well, nobody understands what you're saying."

Ezekiel slumped his shoulders before finally taking, his tone overly sober and childlike.

"Senior Junior, I want to go and urinate." He palmed his zipper and I looked away. Werey ni Bobo yii.

"Bye bye."

Junior answered him and he walked off with a little swagger. I couldn't even start to imagine how his siblings are putting on with him.

"Quite a case. That boy."

I nodded. Nutcase self.

We resumed our chitchat, mostly his chitchat because he did most of the talking, I was only answering in monosyllables. From the corners of my eyes, I noticed Adams excused himself from Kunle and he walked out.

Probably going to the Arts Studio.

"Wait oo, I just realized I don't even know your name. Wow, my bad. My Lady, what's your name please?"

I rolled my eyes with a little smile on my lips. Shakespearian style ni.

"Oluwabukunmi, Kunmi for short."

"Wow, a very beautiful name. What's the meaning."

"Literally God added to me."

"Wow. The more reasons why I love Yoruba name. Too bad I'm not yoruba."

"You're not Yoruba?"

He was about to answer when our class teacher walked in, a folder in her hand. She gestured for the two seniors to leave the classroom and they did.