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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: COMTEMPLATIONS

                              Ireti

I told Mike last night that I had not gone on a boat ride before and he graciously offered to take me. I had forgotten all about that conversation because I woke up with my phone pressed to my ears which only meant I slept off sometime during the conversation. I was lucky it wasn't face time because I wasn't really sleeping beauty more like sleeping ugly or sleeping grumpy.

He called to remind me about the boat ride in the morning, he seemed more excited than I was about the boat ride.

My phone rang and Mike's name popped up.

Me: Hey Mike.

Mike: Hey there. I'm outside your house.

Me: Outside my house? How did you even locate my house?

Mike: You gave me directions to your house before you started snoring.

Well congratulations Ireti, you did really well

Me: Oh I did?

Mike: Yes and your house isn't that hard to locate and you and Stan live on the same street and I've been to Stan's house before.

Me: Ooh I see. Give me a minute I'll be out soon.

Mike: Okay.

I threw on a blue jean and a white turtle neck and headed out.

"Hey there" I greeted.

"Hey, you look nice" Mike smiled.

"You don't look bad yourself" I complimented.

This was the first time I was seeing him on anything other than a suit. Not everybody could pull of a jean and plain tee but it looked chic on him.

We arrived at the mall and were strolling towards the lake when I spotted someone like Mr Stern-face as the distance between us grew smaller, his features became more visible. He had stopped walking and was staring at Mike and I. His eyes accusing me of treason.

"Oh is that Mr Oluitan?" Mike asked.

"Uh huh" I babbled.

"Good evening sir" Mike greeted.

"Good evening sir" I managed to greet. I stood there like I was glued to the ground carrying a sudden load of guilt.

I saw a little twitch on his face when I referred to him as sir.

"Good evening Miss Alabi, a pleasant evening to you Mr emmmm, what's the name again?" He replied with sarcasm punctuating every word.

"Mr Okuku" Mike completed oblivious of what was going on or maybe it was because I was just imagining things. Maybe his eyes were not accusing me of treason, maybe there was no twitch on his face when I called him sir. Maybe deep down I just wanted it to be true.