14 Days [EDITING]

◆Seven

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I was seated on the bench in the school's little garden. I checked my wrist watch and it read 3o'clock, which means I've been down here for an hour now.

Mrs Yinka finished teaching and I left the class to get away from the upcoming noise, but mostly to think about the number one and only thought on my mind. 

I had been scribbling random words in my jotter in order not to get bored quickly. Sleep off in her class and become a victim of her wrath. Then I looked up and found him staring....at me. We made eye contact but it didn't last long because Mrs Yinka yelled his name and he looked back at her. My heart was pounding like never before.

I had only two questions on my mind. How long had he been staring and why in the world was he staring?

I replayed this morning's encounter with him and how I had snapped at him when he asked what the problem was. And then Amariah's confrontation that morning replayed in my head.
I placed my head in between my legs and groaned out loud.

"Oh God."

I could vividly see images of my childhood in my head, I wanted to do something, something to take them away, to wipe them out, to just-

"Are you okay?"

I whipped my head up and saw Nicholas right in front of me.

No I'm not.

"I'm fine." I said with a smile.

"You don't seem fine. I heard you groan, like you're in pain or something."

"I'm just tired that's all."

He seemed like he wasn't buying my excuse, but nodded anyway and sat beside me.

"Sooo, how do you like our school?" I asked, hugging my legs into my chest.

"Its great, really."

"Are you sure? Or you're just saying it not to make me feel bad?"

"I'm a 100% serious. In fact, you're here and makes it even more great." He said I smiled.

And it makes it terrible for me.

"How was South Africa?

"SA's cool. Its really nice."

He began telling me everything about South Africa. Fascinating things by the way. The number of celebrities he met and whose concerts he had been to. It was really nice hearing all of it.

"Any girls?" I nudged him, winking continuously and he laughed.

"Why do you want to know?"

"Excuse me for wanting to know what my childhood friend has been up to all these years."

His deep laughter filled the air again.

"Okay. Yes there were girls."

"Girls?"

"Yes girls."

Hmm.

"How many of them?"

"About four of them. I think."

I nudged him again and he chuckled. "You're not even sure!"

"I'm sure. Okay just four."

Four? The Nicholas I know couldn't even talk to girls properly when we were younger. I and his sister were the only girls he'd ever talked to!