Chapter 3.
The conversations between Khalil and I became overly friendly, I could swear I knew every area and aspect about him, but the thing is we never talked physically.
I wouldn't lie to myself I started to like him, Niyi was already getting to the back of my mind. Every time I think back to the way he treated me, I get angry because I know I didn't deserve all that.
"Rachel let's go to Unlimited piece."
Mary said, Unlimited piece was a store in my secondary school were we bought junk food, we always went there during breaks even when we didn't have money we would tag along just for the walk and the food.
I stopped doing the maths assignment our maths teacher gave us just so I could have a bite of Mary's doughnut.
"Let me call Zuoh, let's go in?"
She asked, pointing towards her class.
"No, I hate that class it scares me you know that."
She rolled her eyes and walked in, I stood beside the door picking my nails anxiously waiting for both of them to walk out.
I saw a figure stand at the door frame at the corner of my eye, I looked at the shoe and thought 'I know that shoe'. Don't get me wrong, I don't have a thing for feet, I just memorise people's shoes or feet so it would be easier to know who is who without looking at the face.
It was only one person in the whole of SS2 that wore those shoes and I have specifically put this specific shoes in my head for special reasons.
It was Khalil, when I looked up to meet his eyes he was smiling at me and that smile made me weak in the knees. I was pretty sure I became a puppet when he smiled at me, that smile caught me off guard but it was very much appreciated.
Before he could say anything Mary and Zuoh stepped out, but that didn't make our eye contact break. They looked at both of us suspiciously as if they could smell the attraction.
He finally looked away and walked away, I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding and Zuoh just stared at me asking me questions with her eyes.
"Let's go to UP please I am craving doughnut."
Mary said breaking the silence and we all obliged.
As we were walking, different thoughts flooded my head, and all of them were based off Khalil. His smile really did a number on me and if I was white, I would probably look like an overripe tomato.
"She's probably thinking about Khalil."
My head had never shot up as fast as it did when I heard one of them say that.
"No I am not!"
I strongly disagreed, Zuoh rolled her eyes and shook her head while Mary doubled over with laughter.
"Stop fighting it."
Zuoh said and I shrugged.
When we got to the store, I remembered a book I was reading on wattpad, can't really remember the name but I would never forget the term used in the book because I used that term to get Khalil too.
"I like him, but I shouldn't."
Mary gasped dramatically while Zuoh cheered.
"Finally!"
I looked at them weirdly,
"It's not like I said I was dating him, why all the drama?"
Zuoh smirked, and when you see that smirk just know something is about to go down.
"You guys can date, it's not impossible."
Not to lie what she said made me a little happy but I masked it quickly, I can't move on that fast, it ain't right, I just broke up with Niyi.
"I just got out of a relationship I am not ready..."
"Then use Khalil to forget about that thing."
Zuoh cut me off and smiled like she just put the missing piece in a puzzle. I looked at Mary and she shrugged then walked into the store to get snacks for us to share.
"Like a rebound?" I asked Zuoh.
"It's not a rebound considering you like him, don't worry I'll make it happen."
I smiled and said
"Operation bite the pineapple."
Mary came out of the store with three doughnuts, handing each of us a doughnut.
"Ooh I like the sound of that, but Khalil doesn't strike me as a pineapple guy."
She replied and I thought harder deciding to go with the original term.
"Operation bite the apple?"
Mary smiled and nodded, Zuoh took a big bite of her doughnut and moaned,
"Much better."
...
"God! Tito is unbearable!"
I shouted in the car, whilst Zuoh's father drove; I am certain that man knew everything about my life due to the fact I shouted everything about myself in the car every bloody day.
We were seven in the car excluding Zuoh's father; Karen was considered my elder sister and her younger brother Isaiah was considered my younger brother. Zuoh was also there with her younger siblings Baniaz and Ramadan whom I considered siblings too but Ramadan was a pain in the ass. Temi was a girl in the estate too, a friend and Daniel was my guy best friend.
Daniel started to laugh beside me seeing that he understood my complaint.
"Stop laughing, it isn't funny."
He looked at me and smiled,
"But it is..."
Zuoh looked at the both of us and nudged Daniel,
"Tell me what happened."
"Well..."
I cut him off,
"I will tell you cause Daniel would twist it, Tito called me an 'ode' because he thought I was trying to flirt with Khalil."
"He said he saw her in front of your class acting like she was in an American movies were they lock eyes with their betrothed. I always tell her she acts like a white girl."
I glared at Daniel after his statement
"I don't act like a white girl!"
"Yes you do!"
Everyone in the car chorused.
I sighed and slouched on the chair.
"I was only admiring his beauty..."
"Rachel shut up."
Karen said from the front seat and then turned to look at me,
"Learn when to keep quiet."
I frowned.
Let's get something straight, in this car, it was either me or Daniel that was getting picked on, and they wouldn't stop till we got home. Karen and Zuoh were the main feasters, they would pick on you till you cried sometimes but it was all a joke, they never really meant it but most of the time, I took it to heart.
"Stick man!"
Zuoh shouted and hit Daniel's head and everyone started to laugh, well except me since I was shutting up at the moment cause of Karen.
Then Zuoh and Karen started their feast while I just couldn't wait to get home so I could chat with Khalil.
A/n:
Now I don't think any of you should think too much about Zuoh and Karen's attitude, that's just how it is with Nigerian friends.
And Ode means idiot
❤️Nikky
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