Special seventeen

Dating! not my thing🐤.

           Get your priorities straight, Always remember
No room for misters
Then you're on your way to being great. ~ zavize

I had been shocked, flummoxed, astonished, elated, excited and happy when i had seen a brand new android phone in my gift box. Tecno k7.

I had ran back to my parents room to thank them, giving my brother a hug, even pecking my sister on her cheeks.

I got back to my room and knelt down to thank God. I should have thanked God first.

I made a mental note not to forget that again.

Ever since i knew him, things have been going very well for me. I thanked God for adding a year to my years.

I couldn't have expected that they'll consider getting me a phone before i gain admission especially since i spoilt the last one due to disobedience.

Now that i was seventeen, i wanted to let go of all my old plans and rest my life in God's palms.

That morning when i woke up after devotion, I did something that surprised me.

I took my phone and gave it to dad, telling him to keep it for me till after my jamb exam.

My parents were surprised but pleased.

Bro micheal was like ' wow! Joanne has changed, maybe because she's already seventeen'

As if its one day that adds a year.

Only princess had been displeased.

She kept on telling me how she had planned, how we will rock the new phone.

I pacified her, telling her my exam was barely away.

But now as i sat down on the dining table, two day's after the best birthday ever i was wondering if i had made the right decision by giving my phone to dad.

Bro micheal had taken me to shop rite that morning and gave me a wrist watch as my birthday gift, he left the next day.

Princess gave me a sweet birthday card with goodies and is presently at school.

So with the wining attitude by my left and my chemistry text book by my right.

I hereby declare that I'm tired of reading and i miss my phone.

Too bad it's too late now, i thought sadly as i took my chemistry note back, to read.

Three hours thirty minutes later, specifically .

I got up and decided to take a stroll, just get something that could keep my mouth busy while reading.

I heard the sound that i hear quite often, most times it pisses me off but right now i was plain amused.

Sssssss....ptwww..

I heard whoever guy was calling me whistle.

I didn't bother turning because i believed if it was a smart guy, he should know to walk up to me and be like 'hey' or 'hi'.

Anything other than twisting his mouth to bring out a sound that is meant to be used to call a sheep, dog, any animal and he expects me to wait.

But then, i  stopped abruptly remembering an embarrassing incident.

I was sent to buy something and while in a hurry, the handkerchief i was holding fell off my hand.

And a man behind me was trying to get my attention to it but i didn't turn thinking it was the usual cat calls.