My Twelve Random Dates

Chapter One: I, Uh, I Uhmm

Day one

Help me pick the cloth I'll wear now biko Zie nu" I pleaded with my sister as I ruffled through the clothes in my box, the ones hung in the closet were not an option as they were church clothes. I had ransacked my bedroom in search of a suitable dress to wear to my date. I was certainly not the usual kind of girl my room could testify to that. My clothes were arranged in a strange manner some permanently resting on the bed. My only sister Ada who was fairly younger than I was, was much more articulate in matters and very much interested in boring fashion and lady like things. Well I was beautiful or some people would think I am, tall and partially introverted.

"what other reason explains my inability to date?". My parents wanted a son in law very soon and I was threatened to find a husband before 23,well I agreed because mum blackmailed me with tears. Anyways my sister created an account for me on Facebook and I decided to find something out of the app,social media has never been my thing but it became very useful. So here I was getting ready to meet someone I didn't really know well, with my darling sister to help me prepare.

"Ada, don't you think I should just leave this rubbish, it's not as if I'm really interested in the guy, I'm only doing it to stop mom's hounding about marriage and all"

Ada rolled her eyes at me probably exhausted from hearing my problems "Sister Abeg, were you not the one who decided, let me stress on this BY YOURSELF, that you wanted to go on dates with these random guys. Nobody is forcing you o, but you have to do it, you can't chicken our now. Besides it'll be good for you to do these things, gain all the experience so that you'll teach me"

"It's easy for you to say, you're not the one given a mandate to marry at 23, I don't even know what the rush is about, it's not like I'm that old, dad has even joined mom in this marriage talk. We are two girls so what, they can still get a son in law when I'm ready"

Rummaging through my bag was becoming very unsuccessful and the clothes I saw were suited for other purposes.

"Ada sometimes I wish the eggs in the ovaries are unlimited, you know if we women can still reproduce at 50 and above, maybe all this pressure to marry will be not much on us, do you see men rushing to get married, they are not limited by empty testicles, it keeps producing "I noticed that my sister was distracted

" Sister why don't you try this? It's one of mine, I think it'll look good on you "
Well my sister was in the know about things to wear but I was a fashion disaster waiting to happen.

I scanned the dress and even though she was right, I felt it would be an overdressing of a sort, but the dress would definitely suit my stature.
I grabbed the dress from my little sister and put it on, I walked to the long wooden mirror and I saw a version of myself that some people would call hot

"Ada, I don't know o I feel like my ass is looking bigger and the length of this gown, I mean look at my legs and I'm not even on my heels yet"
Ada rolled her eyes for the umpteenth time
"sister just calm down you look perfect, you look sexy" she added winking at me

" Biko kwa I don't know if sexy is what I'm aiming at, besides don't men usually prefer the innocent, cold ladies to the hot dazzling ones when it comes to serious relationships? "

I think it all depends on the wants of the men, individual differences, some men like hot others cold, just as you like fair, tall and handsome while I prefer dark, tall and handsome. Sister you're neither hot not cold, you are lukewarm"
I laughed upon hearing that, it was strange how my sister sounded wise sometimes.

"I don't even know if that is a good thing, he's calling I better get going. Tell mom and dad that I went out on a date, biko stress on the date, you hear" Atleast they would be pleased with the effort I'm making.