15:The hot pizzeria

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I heard the jingles of my door bell  and I knew that it much be the pizza deliverer, I stood up from the lobby to attend to the pizza man..

I opened the door to see a very hot looking 👀 🔥 pizza guy, I must confess I like what I see.

" Hello, you must be' miss prudence ' right?"he handed over the pizza box to me
" Yeah" I replied and then hand over the money to him.

" You must be new here right?..cos this house is kinda new in the environment, the constrution was completed not quite long"

" Yeah, am sure new, so you're in college right ??" I asked

"Nah,i just completed high school though ..so I've applied for some School now, maybe sooner or later I might get admitted and you?"

"Well, I just entered my application for Stanford University as my main choice and CALTECH ( California institute of technology) as backup and I hope they admit me in any "

" Okay ,good luck ,I chose Stanford University as my first choice, Massachusetts institute of technology as my second choice as well , common university's choice I know right??, Al well and good ,best wishes though, nice meeting you,....... uhmmmmm........do you mind if I get you phone number ...maybe we can talk later..you get?"he stretches his phone out

"Oh okay..sure" I text my contact on his mobile phone.

"So I'll call you later.. I have a lot to deliver...bye for now".he waves

" Bye eeeeeee".

Then he drives off.

He reminds me alot about Julian, his statue, composure,choice of words ,body language and all,I must confess , I really miss our good times together, our moments are unforgettable..well 'we move'  such is life.

I guess this might be my new and first friend here , I just hope this one brings good luck. New place ,new life is a goal!.

Now back to my pepperoni pizza, yum yum yummy , I have  got  just a drink in my refrigerator , like seriously I need to do some grocery shopping, I really need it as well as clothe shopping I don't have much to wear since I didn't have the time to pack much out of the haste and escaping from the city that harbours Julian the devil. Mtcheeeeew , I forbid him resurfacing in my life again.

Am now eating my last piece of my 'pizza supper ' and so am stepping it down with my one and only apple juice 😁. Yummy Yummy yum yum.

So I parked at the package and the juice package for disposal. Cleaned up everywhere that I made a mess obviously I would not be cleaning these place are packed them so I did some personal cleaning, I don't think I'm dirty it's just not like that just a little mess around the house that's all.

So I retired to my room to clean myself up brush my teeth, take a bath and I had  to relax in the bubbling warm water inside the bathtub , I really need it I t was so cozy ,warm and relaxing, I cleaned my self up , rub some lotion on my body, packed up my hair in a neat bun then I decided to go make-up free ,I just seem to feel so good and comfortable without them,  then I settled for a sweater and sweatpants with some vans shoe I just dressed casually, you know just to go for some shopping and it's evening already.

I ordered a Uber driver to pick my up , I don't have a car yet but I am getting one very soon. While waiting for the cab , I settled down to go through my social media pages , it has not been active for some time now though due to my fun killer stepfather.

While checking through my Instagram page , I discovered I already have about three thousand followers ( laugh out loud) lol, yeah , I was not expecting alot or let's say that amount of people to follow me , well about five hundred are my high school friends while the others are just random strangers who I don't seem to know . My luck I must say , I didn't even post much just some moments when I was younger most especially when my father was still alive, am guessing you're thinking I was only five when my father died , oh yes , my mother created some social media account for me while I was much younger, my father got me a phone even before I was three years of age, I was a total spoilt brat, what can I say, only child , my luck.

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