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Last Days at Crescent High.
KUNMI
It was five days to our graduation, three days to prom and two days to Variety Night.
And the whole SS3 students were moving mad!
Like pure, absolute, undiluted madness.
Everyone was just moving mad!
The whole day started with loud, extremely loud noises from my classmates and it was majorly the boys that were doing all the shouting. They, especially a group of three boys, including the male social prefect of the set, that from class C that I hadn't paid much attention to before now, had legit stayed by the corridor beside the staircases that to the Senior block to scream into the ears of the seemingly innocent classmates that were walking into the block.
I had met Sophia at the park when I got the school and she was quick to wrap her hands around me and we had walked all the way from the park to the academic block like that, with her hugging me by my side, making our walk super awkward and way way longer.
"Sophia," I called out, my voice sounding as weak as possible when we were already climbing the stairs and she still wasn't making any move to let go of my body.
"Yes, baby girl." She answered, excitedly even though there was nothing to be excited about.
I was legit in pains.
"Can you please let go of me? It's uncomfortable..."
"Why should I? I want Adam to be jealous when he sees us like this."
I rolled my eyes and I sighed warily.
Are we really going to graduate from secondary school without Sophia having sense?
"How will he even get jealous? You're not a boy."
"Are you sure?" She asked, sticking her head close to my face so she was practically in my face, "Maybe I've been cross dressing all these while."
Hian??
"HOW EXCITED ARE YOU GUYS TO BE GRADUATING FROM SECONDARY SCHOOL IN FIVE DAYS?"
That went straight from my eardrum to my brain and shattering my eardrum that I was momentarily deafened. Sophia fell away from my body at the insanely loud amplified voice and she would have tumbled down the stairs if one of the three boys hadn't been quick to grab her.
"Are you people mad or something? Do you want to deafen us or probably even kill us before we get to do the graduation?" Sophia was quick to fire at the three boys and that instantly changed the atmosphere. The smile and prank quickly disappeared from the boys' faces and even the few students close to the corridor were looking at us, a little bit bewildered at the sudden change.
I sighed again. It was really supposed to be just positive vibes till we graduate.
"EEEH!" The fair boy that was holding the voice amplifier screamed into it again and he even dared to move closer to Sophia, "LOOKS LIKE SOPHIA WILLIAMS IS THE MOST EXCITED PERSON HERE TODAY."
Sophia turned to look at him, eyes blazing with what I assumed was mad fury and I honestly stilled, thinking she was going to say something that'd end up running the whole mood but Sophia surprised me by smiling before she proceeded to slap the three boys' on their head while chastising them softly for causing that kind of nuisance that early in the morning.
That was how the day had started.
And the whole day had continued with everyone making videos of themselves, their cliques, they were capturing our last moments in secondary and posting in online with Hashtag Last days at Crescent High.
Even if I wasn't feeling up to anything, if I didn't want to be here, I couldn't help but feel a little bit heart-warmed at my classmates happiness, at their joy, at their contagious excitement with the full blown smiles on their faces, with people smiling and talking to even people that they don't talk to on a normal day.
They were all putting social hierarchy asides to create the best memory for our last five days here.
I could literally see the excitement and the happiness in the air.
Everyone was busy with one thing or the other in preparation for both Variety Night and Prom, especially for Variety Night which was looking even more promising than Prom because of the premium entertainment that the night was already looking like.
For starters, Ezekiel was going to be the main anchor of the Night.
Out of all the sensible people we have in the set, Ezekiel, the most senseless person ever was going to be the anchor.
I honestly couldn't start to wrap my head around how the night was going to turn out to be.
And coupled with the other talent shows that students were already practicing to showcase that night, with various cliques planning to perform dances and dramas, duets, other musical performances, comedy shows, the games and all.
I could already feel it that it was going to be a night to remember.
And it was in three days time.
With everyone having one or two things to do on either or both Variety Night and Prom, I was wishing there was something I could do, I was actually thinking of that one thing I could do but I still haven't voiced it out to anyone but I wasn't sure if I could do it, if I was ready to do it.
The moment you keep thinking if you're ready to do something and deliberating on something you really want to do, you'll realise that you might never get to do it. Just do whatever you want to do the minute you realise you want to do it.
That was what Adesua had told me during one of our chats and even though I knew she was right, I still couldn't help but to ask myself if I was really ready to do that and right there in front of the whole set.
But deep down, I knew I wanted to.
I haven't seen that much of Adam since I got to school and that was because he was busy drawing a mural with some of the set's artists and juniors too, on the outside wall of the hall that was to be used for our program.
He had told me before he left this morning that the mural was going to double as plain decoration and also a photo background. And since that morning, I've been forced to remain with Sophia who just kept getting madder and madder by each passing seconds.
We've been sitting on the same chair since we entered the classroom which was as uncomfortable as the word uncomfortable itself and as if that wasn't enough, she wouldn't stop talking.
She had legit been talking non stop since morning, telling me about her modelling career, the Co models she has done shoots with, the insides of the industry and everything.
I don't know how it was possible for someone to talk this much without getting tired or running out of things to say. I was sure that even a running tap would have ran out of water but well, Sophia Williams was worse than a running tap.
Needless to say, I've been looking for ways to escape from her which had proved to be a futile task because she had her arms tightly wrapped my shoulders as if she already knew that I was going to try to escape.
But then, I was really tired of sitting in the class with Sophia talking non stop as if her mouth wasn't even paining her, when most of our classmates were having fun outside and besides...
I've missed Adam.
And Sophia still wasn't letting me go.
God! I face-palmed while wondering to myself just how I ended up becoming close to someone like Sophia.
Two girls walked into our already scanty classroom then and I instantly recognised them to be Zaynik and Jemima, the two girls that were now working as the Social prefects for the plans for our last year activities.
"Hey Girls," They both said once they got to us and they were quick to flop down on the seat beside Sophia meaning they came to see Sophia.
I muttered hi while Sophia just kept staring pointedly at the two girls.
"Actually, we came to see you because of what we discussed with you for Prom..."
"Ohhhhhh," Sophia replied, her interest sparking and turned towards the two girls, her hands and arms leaving my entire body.
My heart leapt for joy.
"Will it be actually possible? I mean, it's kind of too late and we still haven't gotten any reply from the management..."
"Girls, don't worry, I just have to make two or three calls and you'll have the guest you want for the night."
The two girls beamed just as Sophia brought out her phone and she started to press some numbers on it.
I saw that as an opening for me to escape.
So I stood up, as quietly as possible, careful to not make any sound. I tiptoed, kept tiptoeing, till I was out of the classroom, till I was out of the whole senior block as a whole.
I exhaled loudly.
I've not even being to breathe properly since Sophia had caged me in the classroom.
I started walking towards where the main event hall was located, that was where most of our set's mates were, where they had been having fun since morning while Sophia had hoarded me all to herself since morning, successfully making us miss out on all the fun.
I kept walking on the road that led to the hall and I was passing right in front of new building that was to be used for the Guidance and Counseling block and I paused to stare at the building and I felt a sudden wave of nostalgic of what could have been but now, was never going to be.
Almost.
I was about to walk away when I caught sight of a familiar looking person kneeling down and talking to someone.
Someone I couldn't see.
It was Gab and she seemed to be communicating rather aggressively to someone that one of the building's pillar was doing a good job of hiding.
And she was communicating in sign language.
I watched her, mesmerised at how proficient she seemed, how quick her hands were moving as she communicated to whoever she was signing to.
And the tone seemed rather aggressive as if she was desperately trying to convince the person of something.
Who...? My curiosity got the better of me and I found myself moving back a little so I'd be able to see the person.
And I saw the person.
Him.
Alex.
Okay. A younger version of Alex.
A very young version of Alex.
Same thing, same face, same aura, same impassive expression.
I don't know why but I felt my heart smile a little. Alex has a younger brother? And a very cute looking one at that.
Most of our classmates have been bringing their junior ones to school since the week started. I wanted to bring Junior too but then, I really couldn't bring that madness into the school.
Only God knows what he'd record on his phone and take back home to show mom and Mayowa.
Or what he'd see and go back to report to the whole family at home.
The Alex junior was communicating back to Gab in sign language and my heart actually sank a little.
This seemed to be more than Alex playing mute when I first joined Crescent High, this seemed to be real.
He was actually mute.
And I realized that there would definitely be more to Alex playing mute because he lost his voice, there was definitely more because with his brother.
And I realized how little I know of Alex and even Gab. Was there more to them? I've learnt from Sophia, from Adam, from Kunle and definitely way more from Aminah that there was almost more to a person.
But what could be more to Gab than being a straight A student and an academic Scholar?
Gab was replying to him, her signing even more desperate than earlier when she sighed and almost stumbled to the ground.
"Of course not, Daniel, I'm not cheating on you with Alex. You're the one I'm going to marry in the future!" She yelled out in frustration just as the young boy that couldn't be more than 7 years old turned back and started racing off to towards the direction of the hall.
I burst into laughter, deep one, one that I haven't had in months. What's up with all the young boys of nowadays? And Gab had really been trying to convince him that she wasn't cheating on him with Alex?
What in Thor's name?
"God! I'm so tired!" Gab started saying just as she stood up and started walking towards me. I didn't even know she had already seen me. "I have to deal with grown baby Alex and also this small baby Dan. I'm tired. Should I just abandon the both of them?"
I did not even reply her because I was so sure that at this point, she was going to have a nervous breakdown, an anxiety attack, a panic attack and even a very long depressive episode if she should live a day without talking to Alex.
"Dan has had his own child crush on me ever since he opened his eyes and he's so convinced that we're going to get married in the future but now that I'm dating Alex, he thinks I'm cheating on him. He has been on a angry spree for more than two weeks now. He is not even talking to his own brother."
Okay. Different problems for different people.
"You'll have to convince him." I told him, sounding even stupid to my own ears because what's convincing a 7 year old boy that he's the one you'll marry in the future?
"You know even know what he becomes when he's angry. He wants me to sop talking to Alex completely to convince him that I'm not cheating on him."
My mouth dropped open.
If Junior had a younger brother like this, maybe he'll stop disturbing me so much.
"Anyway," She beamed excitedly and she was quick to wrap her hands around my elbow just as we started walking again. A gesture that made me instantly regret running into her because I knew she could even be worse than Sophia.
"I need to..." I started to tell her but she interrupted me.
"Are you excited for Variety Night and Prom?" She asked even more excitedly and I actually smiled because her excitement was too contagious. "I mean, it's the highlight of our secondary school days and the most looked forward to day out of all the days we spend in secondary school so you must be excited."
"I'm actually a little bit excited."
"Of course, you should be excited!" She was quick to reply, the smile still evident in her voice and I shook my head while wondering how the whole Williams were this unusual. "And, who are you going to prom with?"
Ehn?
"Of course, I'm going with Adam..." Even though he hasn't asked me but that doesn't mean anything right? I was going to attend prom with my boyfriend.
Definitely.
"Yes, I know. You have the prettiest boy wrapped around your fingers."
I smiled at little again. Of course and that comes with a pride.
"But I'm a little bit worried about Sophia though," She started saying again with all the excitement getting replaced with worry. "She got asked by a couple of the set's daring guys to prom but she turned all of them down. With the way things are going, she might end up going to prom without a date."
Ohhh.
This never even crossed my mind! I never thought of it, never thought of who she was going to go to prom with, never thought of how her relationship with Kunle will look like now.
I never thought of it.
I opened my mouth, started to say something when I was... When we were loudly distracted by someone yelling my name.
I froze, initially thinking it was Sophia but it was Ezekiel and he was running towards us while still screaming my name.
What's going on?
"Head girl, I'll have to borrow Kunmi for a while." He announced immediately he got to us and he did not even wait for any reply before he grabbed my hand and started pulling me with him till we were in one deserted corner behind the Guidance and Counselling block.
"What's wrong?" I asked him immediately he let go of my hands and I looked up at him to see that Ezekiel for the first time since I've met him looked so serious.
Too serious.
Ezekiel was never serious, wasn't even capable of being serious so whatever was up with him must be pretty deep.
I stood straighter.
"What's wrong?" I asked him and his expression became just as uncomfortable as it was serious.
What's this?
"I just..." He started to say and my interest picked up only for him to trail off and I watched and heard him exhale as if he was gathering all his strength to tell me whatever he wants to tell me.
I started to become afraid while wondering what, just what could be wrong that the ever senseless Ezekiel was acting like this.
"Ijustwantedtoaskyoutogotopromwithme."
Ehn? I stared at him, bewildered not because of anything but because I did not even hear a thing out of what he just said.
"What are you..."
"I just asked you to go to prom with me."
He replied as calmly and as seriously as possible while looking at me dead in the eyes and my eyes doubled their original sizes.
What's this?
"What do you..." I started to say again but he just cut me off.
"Okay, would you love to go to prom with me?" He repeated himself while enunciating the words and looking so serious and anxious while at it.
I staggered back. Was this really happening? Was Ezekiel really asking me out to prom?
Ezekiel?
Really?
Asking me to prom?
What's this?
He was still looking at him, eyes and expression anxious and eager as if everything was really dependent on my reply.
Oh wow. What's this?
"Ezekiel, I..."
"Okay. Okay. Would you please go to prom with me?"
Aahhh.
"Ezekiel, I already have a..."
"Okay, okay." He grabbed my hands and my skin nearly peeled off my skin. "Please go to prom with me, please, please, you have to go to prom with me." He said while sounding so desperate and his hold on my hands tightened.
I swallowed, looked at him, looked at his desperate and pleading eyes before I shrugged his hands off and I moved too steps back while still looking so flabbergasted.
Ezekiel was really asking me to prom?
"Ezekiel, I already have..."
"Oh God!" He yelled out in frustration and he even turned around, "Why do you look so surprised and flabbergasted? Is it that bad? Are my approaches that terrible?"
I moved even back in surprise and I couldn't help but to put my hands on my chest.
I still wasn't understanding anything.
What's up with Ezekiel?
He started walking towards me again and looked so frustrated.
"Are my approaches that terrible? Do you think Fay will turn me down if I should ask her that way?"
My mouth just dropped open.
Wait, what?
"Ehn? What do you think? God! I've been practicing the perfect line for days now. I can't afford to flop it."
I still wasn't comprehending anything.
"Wait, chill oo, wait first. Were you using me to practice how you'll ask Fay to prom?" I asked him straight up so he'd clarify things and the fair boy in front of me just frowned.
"Of course! What were you thinking?"
I scoffed. I scoffed out a terribly short laughter. "I thought you were asking me to go to prom with you."
It was Ezekiel's turn to look confused and he looked confused for just a split second before his lips stretched into a smile.
"I just confirmed that you don't like me." He announced and I frowned. "Don't you know that asking you out to prom is like intentionally walking into a lion's den? I'm not ready to die at this very young age."
I felt my lips stretch into a smile, a smile that I knew was soon going to deepen into a full blown laughter.
"And what's going to kill you?"
He scoffed, "Your pretty boy of course. I don't..." He shuddered as if he imagined something in his head and he shrugged, "Let me not even think about it.
Anyway, are my lines that bad? What if Fay doesn't like them? What if some other guys get to ask her before I do? I can't show up for prom without Fay as my date." He wailed to me and I just had to shake my head.
I did not even understand why he was telling me all these.
"You can ask your guy friends how to ask a girl out for prom. I... I wouldn't know how."
He made a tsk tsk sound with his mouth, "I don't have any friends." He announced and I started to say something to counter him when I realized that Ezekiel did not really have any friends.
He was friends with everyone and no one.
Most students in Crescent High belonged to one clique or the other, he did not belong anywhere, he was always just fitting himself everywhere and anywhere.
"You're the only friend I have. You're even my best friend self." He announced and I almost recoiled, "So you have to tell me..." He trailed off and his eyes widened as if he just discovered something, "Just tell me how Adam asked you, I'll just ask her the exact way."
"Adam didn't ask me to prom."
He did a double take by staggering backwards.
"So, you're not going to Prom with him?"
"Of course, I am."
He looked confused for two, nah, three seconds before his expression cleared up again.
"Okay. Okay. He's probably going to ask you on Variety Night but I need to ask Fay today!! Unlike you, she's not off limits and I'm scared she'll agree to go with another guy if I don't ask her today." He whined-wailed to me and I just groaned inwardly.
When will these people allow me to go and see Adam?
"Just tell her! Just walk up to her and ask her. Don't think too much about it, don't even practice at all or you might just jinx it. Just walk up to her and say whatever comes to your mind. Let it be spontaneous."
I'm sha hoping Adam isn't planning on being spontaneous when he wants to ask me.
"Are you sure? I thought girls like all these elaborate and over the top prom-posals."
"Of course not! We love spontaneous." I announced to him and his expression softened into a full blown smile.
"Okay. Okay. Lemme go and ask her. Thank you. I love you!" He yelled and he just raced off.
I exhaled deeply once he was out of my sight.
Oh God of Ezekiel oo!!
*************
Just like I thought, Sophia had been hoarding me away from all the fun and excitement because everything was happening right here.
The mural on the wall was almost completely. It was a huge colorful moral that had taken six students four days and now, it was almost complete.
But then, everybody seemed to be have forgotten about the mural as they were busy doing other things, like getting their faces painted.
Making videos.
Getting interviewed by the male social prefect about their experiences in Crescent High. He was going to do that for everyone and we were supposed to say just one simple sentence so the video wouldn't be too long.
I knew this because he had interviewed Sophia and I this morning and I could only say this:
"It has been one hell of an unforgettable journey, one that I'll always remember."
And how true it was because I knew that no matter what the future holds, the two years I spent in Crescent High are years I'd never ever forget.
And other girls were still busy getting asked out to prom.
While the person that was supposed to ask me was still busy putting finishing touches to the mural.
I wanted to slap him.
But the moment he turned towards me, the moment his eyes met mine and that slow, lazy, appreciative look filled his eyes, all my anger dissipated and I just wanted him to keep looking at me like that.
"Babe," He called out when I got to me and he was quick to abandon all the painting materials so his whole attention was on me and I watched as his whole facial features became lighted up and his eyes literally started shinning as if he has stars and sunshine in them.
"I was just about to come and get you," He started and I felt my lips stretch into a smile. Of course, he was just about to come and get me to ask me out to prom.
"Would you..." He started again and my heart really started racing. He was really going to ask me right now and right in front of everyone.
How was I supposed to scream my yes?
And was I supposed to lunge at him and hug him afterwards?
"Would you like to...."
Oh my God.
Oh my God.
Oh my God.
"Like to have your face painted?"
And my heart sank.
And the smile disappeared from my face.
And I really wanted to slap him.
I actually started to slap him or hit him but I caught myself just in time and I dragged a low and long hiss underneath my breath before I sat down on one of the empty chairs lining the length of the front of the hall.
I was going to ignore him till he decided to have sense.
"Why?" He asked, sounding so oblivious and he moved closer to me with a brush in his hands.
Will someone tell him I'll slap the brush away from his hands if he should try to put it on my face?
"I already have the perfect design for your face in mind." He told me and he was now standing directly in front of me and I was starting to lose my senses.
It started with his cologne.
The scent of him, that familiar scent that always made it impossible for me to be rational when it came to him.
And then, he touched me.
Jesus Christ.
He touched me by my chin, lifted my chin up so he could properly stare at my face and boyyy, he was staring at my face, staring at it as if it was the sole thing he could stare at all day, he kept titling my face gently this way, that way to get a proper look at my face and his fingers kept stroking my lower face, kept brushing over my lower lip, kept touching it.
My breathing hitched up.
And I forgot how to breathe.
I didn't know if he was doing it on purpose but if this was the first stage of face painting or whatever, he should never paint any body's face, not a boy's.
And definitely not a girl's.
"Do you want me to paint your face now?" He asked and I nodded, I muttered yes absentmindedly. I couldn't even think.
Everything became even worse when he started painting on my face.
The combination of the brush and his hands on my face wasn't helping matter.
And he was standing too close to me, with his face just few inches away from mine that I could hear his breathing, could see whenever he swiped his tongue over his lower lip.
And he was doing that a lot.
Good God. There's no way I'd be able to survive this.
"Are you okay?" He asked and my eyes widened and I started blinking repeatedly, as if blinking was going to drive away all my forbidden thoughts. "You look rather uncomfortable." He continued and I could detect the tease in his voice, in his eyes.
Of course, he knew what he was doing.
I started to push him away...
"FAY!!!" Someone yelled, screamed, shouted that even the ground and the walls of the hall vibrated because of the voice's loudness and we, everybody standing there turned to the direction of the voice to see Ezekiel matching, charging towards Fay who happened to be standing right beside us.
Oh wow. Was he about to do what I think he's going to do?
Except that he did not look like he was about to ask a girl out to prom.
With the way he was matching, he looked like he was gearing up for war instead.
And what's up with the three boys matching behind him?
He wasn't going to do an over the top and elaborate prom-posal, right?
He soon got to Fay and he stopped right in front of the confused but beaming fulani fair girl.
"Okay, Fay, so I wanted to do this..." He started, anxiously oozing out from his stance, his expression and his words and all the boys around started hailing him, started hyping him up but the poor wouldn't stop shaking.
I started wishing Fay would even say yes without him asking the question.
"I... I...I..." He actually started stuttering without being able to able to articulate a single word and I was starting to feel so bad for him but still, the boys wouldn't stop hyping him up, without stop urging him on.
Fay on her own part, was still busy beaming and blushing the hell out of her mind.
"So," He smiled a little and he stretched his hand out to one of the boys who was quick to hand him a pack of cardboard.
Okayy...
Fay's blush deepened more.
Ezekiel breathed in deeply that even I could hear before he removed the first paper which was a blank one and he handed it to the other guy.
"SO I'M A LITTLE BIT NERVOUS ABOUT THIS."
He removed that too.
"NO, SCRATCH THAT, I'M REALLY NERVOUS ABOUT THIS."
He removed that too.
"BUT I'LL LIKE TO..."
"GO TO PROM..."
"WITH NO ONE ELSE..."
"BUT..."
He removed that one too only to reveal a mirror so Fay could see herself and my heart actually stopped as the fairer girl stared at herself in the mirror, a look of total disbelief on her face with the beam and blush on her face deepening by the second.
The whole crowd cooed, hooted, shouted, screamed and by now, almost everyone had their phones out and were recording.
He remove that too.
"SO WOULD YOU DO ME..."
"THE HONOR OF GOING TO..."
"PROM WITH ME?"
The crowd went wild and Fay hooted, did not even properly wait for him to hand the cardboard over to the boy beside him before lunging at him and screaming yes, yes, over and over again.
Now, that's how to ask a girl out to prom, not with the boy in front only interested in painting my face and touching my lips.
I'm not even doing again.
"That was so cool," He muttered and he turned back to me, as if to continue what he was doing. I hissed underneath my breath, then turned my face away from him.
'That's your mate.' That was what I wanted to say but what came out of my mouth was, "I still don't have a prom date."
"Really?" He moved back so he could get a closer look at my face and I could actually see the mischief and tease dancing around in his eyes, "I don't have one too."
When you won't ask me nko?
"I actually have a girl I want to ask..."
He started and my heart started racing again. Of course, I was the girl. I knew that but he was still going to have to ask me.
"But I'm not really sure how to go about asking her..."
"Why?" I asked, curious because why won't he know how to ask me? He just needed to ask me anytime, any day and I was going to say yes in less than an heartbeat.
He cocked his head to one side and he smiled a little, that sensual smile of his, "Well, when I wanted to ask her out on a date, she asked me to get her flowers..."
Oh, I smiled. I was just being silly then.
"And when I wanted to ask her to be my girlfriend, she asked me to get down on two kneels..."
My smile deepened even more, "I already said that was a joke."
"So now that I want to ask you to Prom, I'm not sure if I'm supposed to come with a tuxedo and a ring."
A tuxedo and a what?
A ring?
A ring?
I burst into laughter, loud one, rib cracking one, long one. I started laughing and I couldn't stop and he wouldn't stop looking at me while I laughed my heart out.
I don't even remember the last time I laughed like this.
A ring? A ring?
"Nooo," I sputtered out in between laughter, "Nooo oo, a tuxedo and a ring are too small, you need to make a flower walkway for me, get musicians to perform, make a flower rainfall for me, then get down on two knees, open a ring case and ask me to go to prom with you." I was still laughing, couldn't stop laughing and didn't even look like I was going to stop laughing anytime soon.
A ring?
"What kind of a boyfriend are you?"
He only shrugged ever so casually, "You made me into this thing."
"Me???" I asked incredulously, "I did not make you into anything."
"No, you did not, you only made me into someone that'd love to go to prom with you."
"Of course not, I just..." My words trailed off and my eyes widened when I fully understood what he just said.
He just...
He did not just...
"I just asked if you'd love to go to prom with me?" He repeated, the huge, sensual and contagious smile on his face and I actually squealed.
"Of course, yes. Yes even though you're not asking with a ring and a tuxedo and a flower wal..." I was cut off when he suddenly moved closer and he pressed his lips against mine.
For the briefest moment before he moved back. My eyes widened twice their original. He just did that... Right in front of everyone.
"You're really pretty," He told me, affirmed to me, eyes full of love and so much admiration as if I was the prettiest girl he has ever seen.
I was starting to feel like it.
"And I love you so much." He told me, not caring that we were really in public and that people could actually hear him.
My heart and insides actually melted.
Melted completely...
"Brother!" An awfully familiar voice interrupted my thoughts and we both turned to Alex walking towards us with that younger version of him trailing behind him.
"Oh my God!" Adam groaned and I really had to laugh.
At least, I wasn't the only one who always feel burdened by Alex's presence.
"Comrade," He muttered and winked at me before turning to Adam who was looking at him as if he wanted to throttle him.
"Brother, I need you to paint a face for me."
"For starters, I'm not your brother and..."
"You're my brother when I say you're my brother, you don't even have an option." He interrupted, nonchalantly as if he was stating a fact.
Adam did not even do as if he heard him.
"And what happened to saying please when you want to make requests?"
"You're my brother, my day one nigga, I don't see a reason for please."
Ehn? Ehn ehn ehn? Day one what? Who and who?
Adam did not even say anything, he just looked at him, shook his head before he turned away from him.
I knew he was going to ignore him.
"Okay, I need you to help me paint my brother's face." He announced again and that drew Adam's attention to the little boy who made to hide a little bit behind Alex when our attention was drawn to him.
Staring at him now, I could see that he looked cuter than I had initially though. He was by far one of the cutest kids I've ever seen and there was this thing with him that mere looking at him make you like him so much.
And I wasn't the only one feeling that way because Adam was looking at him as if he was holding out a star for him.
"What do you say?" Alex asked, ruffling his brother's hair and staring at Adam with a cunning smile on his lips. "Should I still say please?"
"Get the fuck out! I'm only painting your brother's face because he's the cutest baby I've ever seen."
The baby in question smiled before frowning and he was quick to sign something to Alex.
"My brother is saying thank you for the compliment but he wants to point out that he's not a baby, he's a grown man."
Aaah.
Adam's lips just stretched into an heart-warming smile, "Of course, you're a man. Now, come here."
Minutes later, just when he finished painting his face, Sophia and Gab walked up to us.
"Baby..." Gab started to call Alex but her words quickly trailed when she saw that her future husband was there. "Alex Chatta, I've been looking for you."
She even had to add his surname.
"Well, I brought your husband to get his face painted." King Weirdo replied her and I looked at the young boy looking at the both of them suspiciously just as Gab smiled and bent down to kiss him on both cheeks.
"Oh, my baby looks even cuter with the face paint, you're finer than Alex, shey you hear?"
The little boy just nodded, smiled deeply, showing his two missing front teeth in the process and before anyone could even say say whim, he had jumped of the chair, signed something to both Alex and Gab before he ran off.
Alex looked like he wanted to follow him.
"Chill, Alex, he just wants to play with his peers. He'll be fine."
Alex didn't look like he believed her but at least, he didn't run after the boy. He just kept watching him till he was with some other small kids right where we could all see them.
I understood why Alex was worried because I know just how terribly the world treats people that ain't like them.
And I knew the cute boy was probably getting bullied because of his disability too.
The world we live in...
"So a whole Sophia Williams got here like 5 minutes ago and you guys have not even acknowledged my presence."
We all hissed.
The four of us.
We all just dragged a long and loud hiss and Sophia's eyes widened.
"Wow!" She exclaimed and she stretched out her two hands as if go calm down, Gab and Alex did not even do as if they heard her, they just sat down where the cute boy just stood up and Adam took his seat beside, so closely beside me.
And so badly distracting.
"So, that hiss was meant for me? Wow! A whole Sophia Williams."
Adam started picking his ears.
"You know what? I'm out of this clique and you guys will..."
"Will have to get in line the next time we want to speak to you."
We all interrupted and said at the same time, completing her sentence because that was like her favourite thing to say whenever she felt like we were disrespecting her.
Her eyes widened.
"I wasn't even going to say that, I was going to say the next time you want to look at me."
"As per you're Mona Liza."
"My cousin is finer than Mona Liza."
"Guys, we've been looking for you." Someone said and we looked at the direction to see the girl that had taken up the position of the social prefect and her friend walking towards us.
Zaynik and Jemima.
"See how you're all looking fine with your skin screaming ready for prom."
"I have a feeling this particular clique will win nearly all the awards on Prom."
Awards? What awards? Then, I remembered there were going to be awards on prom night. It was basically a dinner and award night in the first place.
"Anyway, all of you got nominated for awards which just means your clique is goals, mehn!" Zaynik hyped us up and Gab screamed, I know right? While I just had to ask myself.
What clique?
I was so sure that no one would nominate me for the award.
Even I did not remember that there was anything like award for prom again.
"Alex and Gab, you guys were nominated for best couple."
"We're definitely winning that." Gab was quick to reply and smuggled closer to Alex, more like flattened herself on him on the chair that looked more like recliner and her boyfriend wrapped his hands around her her, hugging her more to himself.
Look at our own head girl oo.
"Well, you have really though competitors because Kunmi and Adam got nominated too."
Ehn? What? We got nominated?
"I told you," Adam moved and he whispered dangerously close to my ears.
"We make a pretty good couple."
I smiled because, well, I think so too.
"Beatrice and Paul too."
"The other two couples don't stand a chance, we're still winning."
"In your dreams, coz, Baby Kay and Adam are winning that."
"We'll see." Gab announced, sounding so sure and certain that they were going to win and I was starting to feel that way too because they honestly look good together.
"For the most popular boy and girl in school, Adam and Sophia got nominated."
"That's pretty much expected." Sophia replied with a wave of her non existent hair while Adam just exclaimed.
"I'm popular?"
"Of course, you're popular!" Gab was quick to reply. "Do you know the numbers of boys that want to be you and the number of girls that'd kill to be Kunmi?"
"Ohh Ohh, Too bad no one else can be her." He replied as if that was a normal thing to say and he even proceeded to tilt my face towards him as if he wanted to see something on my face.
I'm dying. I'm really dying...
"Kunle and Adam got nominated for best bromance and..." Zaynik turned excitedly towards me, "Kunmi got nominated for Prom Queen."
Prom what?
Prom what again?
"Yeah," Sophia screamed excitedly, "We're definitely winning that, baby Kay is definitely winning that."
"I personally feel like someone like you is more deserving of the title than her."
That was Jemima and I honestly didn't even know what I felt.
Numb?
Nonchalant?
Unaffected?
"No one asked for your opinion." I muttered quietly, certain that one was going to hear me but they heard anyway because Jemima's eyes widened and I could feel Adam smile beside me.
"You heard that right so get lost. Zaynik can tell us whatever you guys have to say." Sophia said to her while maintaining a tight smile on her face and the girl in question just looked at all of us before storming off.
"I'm sorry about that, Jems can be very stupid at times."
"She's actually very stupid." Gab deadpanned making my heart swell a little but I knew and I was certain that these are people that would always have my back.
After Zaynik told us about the other categories the friends in our cliques got nominated, she left to tell other student of their nominations too, leaving us alone and I really had to wonder.
Someone nominated me for Prom Queen?
I've never even thought of it, thought of the fact that I could get nominated for prom Queen.
But in as much as it excited me, I didn't want to think much of it and put too much hope on it because I knew apart from the clique, no one else was probably going to vote for me.
And that's like okay.
Some things were never going to change.
But they don't really matter anymore.
"Hey, I've been looking for you guys." That was Kunle walking towards us with his signature smile on his face. He got to us, shook Adam and Alex's hands in that friendly bro handshake, nodded curtly at Gab, mouthed my name and he turned to Sophia who was now suddenly pressing her phone, actually regarded her for the briefest second before looking away from her.
"So, you were among those that made this?" Kunle asked, drawing all our attention to the mural behind us and my boyfriend just chuckled.
"I did more than 95% of the painting." He replied, the hint of self pride in his voice that even I rolled my eyes.
What did all these pride thing started?
"E reach to be proud sha. I remember when you used to draw human beings with circles for head and thin lines for body."
All of us burst into laughter, including Sophia and Adam was quick to defend himself, "I never did that. I was a born artist."
He flaunted, boasted but his best friend was going to have none of it as he kept ridiculing and fake mocking him.
It was really nice, watching Kunle and Adam bicker like that while he kept his hand around my shoulders and with Alex and Gab whispering things and giggling to each other's ears.
It was also the happiest and most free I've seen Kunle since everything happened.
But Sophia... She had practically gone into a quiet mode since he got here and I noticed that he kept bickering with Adam, he wouldn't stop glancing at her at intervals.
As if he was worried about her.
As if he wanted to ask her something.
I was worried about her too, especially after Gab told me that she turned all her prom-posals down.
We all deserved to go to prom.
We all deserved to go to prom with our dates and in a full happy mood.
And Sophia out of all people deserve at least that.
Do you think Sophia and Kunle should go to Prom together??
Who do you think will win 👇🏾👇🏾
Best Couple?
Prom Queen?
I think those two are the most important sha.
Expect a very big surprise on their Variety night oo. Can you guess what???
And this chapter was supposed to be an introduction into their variety Night but it ended up becoming a whole chapter on its own so we officially have three chapters to go, Variety Night, Prom and Graduation 😪😪😪 Omoh. Those chapters will make you want to tear up.
See you soon, see you on their Variety Night that's coming with that very big surprise!!