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As soon as the lights went off I heard different screams coming from the senior secondary girls, because the juniors had already made it to the hostel "na wa oo they get leg oo" I thought to myself.I held onto all my friends just to make sure we were all together, although we could all see a little bit we needed to be careful because you have no idea what these boys could do just to touch girls body parts.
Naturally I wouldn't be this scared but this was a new school and I barely knew my way around in the daylight unless I was with the girls, so I made sure to hold onto their hands tightly, on our journey back to the hostel in the dark I bumped into someone and my hand got disconnected from Danielle's and I started panicking. Did I say I was scared before? Then I was frightened now.
I felt for her or any of the other girls but unfortunately I couldn't find them, then I decided to call their names but to my disappointment I got no response. I Just stood at the corner waiting for someone to see me, a student or even a teacher.
Stood there like a statue and watched boys and girls mingling, some girls allowing boys to touch them and others trying to avoid any contact with anyone but to no avail, I frowned at the fact that boys couldn't control themselves around girls who are "fully dressed" because there was no adult around.
I think I stood there for about five minutes before someone flashed a torchlight directly in my eye causing me to squint, after the person noticed I was struggling to see they removed the torch from my face and turned it to the ground.
I was met with two chocolate eyes, and a very well structured face looking right back at me, "do you need help?" he asked smirking, "yes" was my response. He then stuck his hand out of the pocket of his well fitted and ironed pants and gently presented it to me. I hesitantly placed my hand into his, seeing that I didn't know him.
He started walking me back to my hostel with his hands gripping mine tightly and every time we passed by students they will either move out of the way or stop what their doing and quickly dash off like mammi water was after them, I thought about asking him why they did that but in the mean time he was still trying to come up with a way to start up a conversation with me.
Then he finally asked, "Indila right?" "Yes actually, but how do you know my name?" I asked, "Terry talks ab- ehm..... you are in my class and I am the assistant head boy" he replied. Oh, no wonder the students were running away like Christmas goats, I thought. But wait oo was he just about to say Terry talks about me wow what a darling surprise am I right?
He called my name and I looked up to his 6'2 frame and found him staring back at me, he truly was handsome now that I looked at him well, with his jawline sharp enough to cut my hand if I touched it, his eyes oh my goodness I could get lost in those beautiful brown eyes, his well shaped eyebrows, perfectly lined teeth that were pearl white, his lower lip was pink and upper black, his well built form from his biceps to his six pack that was on showcase for the whole Waleed International girls to see through his well fitted ironed white shirt, his chocolate skin shining bright like a diamond (get it, you know what I admit I refer to a lot of Rihanna songs but how can't I the woman hasn't brought out an album in four years) under the moon light and the additional torchlight.
I bit my lip. I was snapped out of my thoughts when he said we had already reached the hostel. I was so embarrassed, I had stared at him for so long, I blushed and thanked God I am a melanated Queen. I waved him good bye and guess what? I also got his name, I then walked in smiling at the fact that Honor helped me back to my hostel.
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Mammi water= mermaid
Na wa oo they get leg oo= wow they have legs, this is to emphasize how fast they walked to the hostel.
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