~Fola~
~Fola~I sat rigidly at the dinning table, the food tasting like bile in my throat. I'd have preferred to eat alone in my room or not eat at all. I'd have preferred to sleep. I felt bad for getting unnecessarily mad at Moji.And for unnecessarily feeling bad at Tobi's words. It was just a very honest gesture, he was just being nice and friendly. At least I wasn't mad at him. I was just feeling bad for all the things that could be but was not.For all the things I'd never be able to be or do."Fola, why are you not eating?"I looked up to see mom and David staring qu
~Fola~When I woke up on Friday morning to see that the time was 7:30am, I instantly went back to sleep. I already overslept so I did not even feel the need to stand up and start dressing up for school.It's not like I even felt like going in the first place."Are you going to ditch school?"I opened my eyes to see my brother sticking his head in through my slightly opened door. I was already dozing off that I did not hear when he opened the door."Yeah."
~Fola~Sunday evening and I was in my room watching a movie on Netflix when someone knocked on my bedroom door. I knew it was my brother so I ignored the knocks. If he likes, he'd enter and if not, he should sleep there.The knocks became more persistent after a while that I couldn't ignore it again."David? Are you high? Do you want to break the door?""It's not David."Came the petite but firm voice. I paused the film and instantly sat up on my bed. I know that voice any day any time."Come in."
~Jamal~I chuckled silently at the thought of Moji who had basically stopped talking to me because I ate out of the chocolate that was gifted to her. That was over two weeks ago and she had started replying me in monosyllables since then.I chuckled silently again at the thought of her. Who would have thought I was going to see her again? When my parents announced that we were moving back to Ibadan, the first thought that came to my mind her. I thought about what she'd look like now, where she'd be now. What I never thought about was that I'd end up attending the same school as her so that first day I entered Mr Williams office and the huge black eye
~Moji~"How about we have a cultural night instead of a cultural day?"I shouted animatedly, drawing the attention of my classmates to us. It was exactly three weeks to our cultural day, which used to come up immediately after our first term exams. I was having a conversation with Tobi about the plans for the cultural when that absolutely beautiful idea popped unto my mind. He was sitting on Fola's seat. The later was reading in the library. I squealed on my seat, expecting approval and administration to lit his eyes but if anything, he looked bored.And a little bit repelled at that idea.Why? It was an absolutely beautiful idea.
~Leke~I entered the convenience store in our estate and my eyes were instantly drawn to the girl leaning on the counter. She wore shorts that even etched up as she put her hands on the counter. I did not even need to see her face to know that it was Moji. No one else has that ability to make the little me jump in excitement just by breathing. One of the guys standing on the other side of the store was openly staring at her and from the looks of things, I knew he was going to want to make a move on her. Well, that wasn't happening.Not with me around.And what right do you have? You just finished screwing one girl's brain off less than 2 hours ago.
~Fola~I sat at my study desk, staring intently at the paper iny hands. It was the list of things I had written as my to-do list during one of our group sessions. My eyes scanned the things on the list and I swallowed for like the umpteenth time today. The cultural night was exactly in a week's time and even though I had gotten an Ankara print, selected a style and had dropped it off with mom's fashion designer, I wasn't planning on attending.The only reason I hadn't voiced that out was because I did not want to give mom a cause to worry and then, there was Moji too, she had me sit in every meetings with her and Tobi even though it was getting really hard to in the later presence.
~Fola~I felt Tobi's eyes on me throughout the dinner or what would I even call the event. We were sitted on a table of four with little Moji looking all dolled up and pretty. I felt conscious thoughtout the program and I could hardly concentrate on a thing; not the pageantry contest, not the drama, not the folklore.All because Tobi was looking at me.Like I was some sort of sacred item in a museum.People looking at me like this always made me angry at them.Him looking at me like this was making me angry too.At myse