MEETING THE GANG

Gucci Gang- Lil Pump

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I felt like laughing at my stupidity after I pulled the stunt of introducing myself to them. Though it actually worked out better than I thought it would, but I just couldn't stop laughing at my actions. That's the reward of being an extrovert. Socializing made easy.

After I had introduced myself, as a nineteen year old Nigerian who's studying law and interested in music,  the two guys introduced themselves too, as George and Richard. Richard was the name of the guy with the green, intimidating eyes. He was actually cooler than I thought he'd be, but unluckily, he got the blonde Alexis as his side chick! Eww.

I couldn't actually imagine that a guy as hot as he would be the type to end up with a flat girl.Though she has the body of a model, she's just damn flat. In Nigeria, if you like, have a fine face, but if you don't have God's gifts(boobs and arse) forget it you're still chaff. That's how I grew up.

Richard was twenty-one ( he had his birthday last week, I was told) and George twenty. They all were in this group which I was gonna to meet soon shaa. Alexis was nineteen and the girl that came in with George, Sophie was nineteen too.

Sophie wasn't as "bitchy" as Alexis, sorry to use the word, but I couldn't hide my distaste for Alexis. Sophie made me remember Onyinyechukwu back at home. They seemed so alike and I found myself talking to her like I've known her for a long time.

It was almost ten pm and I was getting tired. It's been a long day, alright and I was famished. Lizzy had to go meet their other members somewhere, so I was alone. I changed into my night gown and I slept off, peacefully.

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The next few weeks, pretty much everything repeated itself except this time we had music classes. Yay!

I was so ecstatic when I entered, wearing this smile of joy but as I entered, I saw familiar sets of eyes on me and then the faces and my smile dropped.

I saw green eyes, sky blue ones and maroon ones belonging to Richard, Gabriel and Michael respectively.

Oh I swear I was shocked. The three guys I had just met yesterday are in music class? Classic! Just wonderful, I said dryly to myself.

I looked for empty seats and oh God each of them had empty seats beside them. Urghhh!!

I close my eyes for a second, and then walk to the friendliest face in the room and sat beside him. "Hey Gabriel."

"Yo Mona. Nice to meet you again."

Gabriel was as tall as Richard, and they looked quite similar. He had muscles, no doubt and platinum blonde hair. It almost had this dirty blonde color though. I knew from the day he helped me, that he was a responsible guy so I decided to hang with him at times.

I smiled at his response and the teacher came in. We were supposed to major in our instruments today to know who plays what but again, unfortunately, the musical instruments weren't ready. I mentally screamed because I couldn't really wait to show my talent and play the piano again. It's been months already since I touched the keyboard!

Classes went well throughout the day and before I knew it a week had passed, two weeks passed ,three weeks, four....

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"Yo Mona!" I heard the scream over my head phone as Sophie tried to get my attention. She was going through my phone. "Who's this?"

It was a picture of KC and I in Shoprite, with crazy hats on our head.(Jeez, is this why she screamed like that?) I remembered we were thrown out of the shop because we tried every single hat and snapped picture with all of them but didn't buy any. Talk about window shopping.

"That's, my ..." Who is KC to me? I asked myself too.

"He's?"

"He's my friend, the closest I ever had...my elder brother," I said smiling at the remembrance of KC's lips on my forehead...that warm feeling I always got..I always felt safe after that.

"Ooh wow... He's really hot."

I laughed at her, "You have a boyfriend, dummy."

"George won't mind, I hope," she said with humour in her eyes.

It was just Lizzy, Sophie and I in our room and I was listening to Dangote by Burna Boy... ahh even though I'm not in Nigeria, Burna Boy will always be my best male musician! You can feel his vibe anywhere you are. It's just so vibey.

Lizzy was doing some sort of English homework on an essay that was going to be almost half of her grade. Chy iyaaa (fake pity, hehehe).

Sophie sat down beside me and I explained to her, the pictures I took, or the people with me and everything. I showed her my Canon camera and the pictures I had of Emeka, my brother and Nene, Chidinma, mom and dad too.

"Wow, Africans are really beautiful." she said looking at my mom's picture.

"Yeah we are. It's a beautiful place. You won't want to leave when you arrive there. Plus the food is absolutely fantastic!"

"I bet it is. Look at your body. It's surely African food that got you like this." she says and continues to look at the pictures. It's Friday, the next day won't be a school day am so we could spend the rest of the weekend doing anything we wanted.

"Hey Mona, erm... there's this party at Richard's place. Would you want to come?" Lizzy asked me.

"Really? I don't really know oo. What kind of party?" Munachi ahh? What kind of stupid question is that?

"Normal one. See, he usually holds a party every Friday. Sorry I never really invited you, you were too serious with school work."

"Me? Serious ke? So not true! Well it's not like I have anything better to do anyways." I say and I give her a wide smile. "You coming Soph?"

"Yeah of course, dhurr," she said laughing over my phone.

The party was to start at nine p.m. to run till morning. I didn't expect much but then wow... I know I wasn't really the party type but I'm the kind of person that loves to try new things.

After two hours of waiting for my friends, I got tired and sat down on my bed. Soph was painting, like literarily painting Lizzy's face. She wore a red strapless gown wayy above her knee while Lizzy wore a black gown.

Well, I couldn't care less bout the party so I just wore jean shorts and a pink tank top. The shorts were, well, short and yeah my ass was how it's always been. I'd worn this same shorts to KC's birthday party last year so I knew I could wear it to this one.

"Mona at least put on some mascara," Soph called out from the desk, where the mirror was..

"Thanks love, I don't feel like looking like a doll tonight."

"Aww but it would really fit you, and you look like one already," Lizzy joined in.

"Concentrate on your paint brush and leave me alone," I said laughing at them.

Sophie was finally done with Lizzy and came over to me holding out a long brush.

"Ahhh no! No, No mascara!" I said pretending to run away from her.

"Shut up dumbass it's only a lipstick to match your top," she said laughing at my reaction.

"Oooh alright." She applied it professionally on my lips and I felt as if it made me more beautiful than I'd ever been. Not. Ha! I felt like they placed a delicate diamond on my face and I had to carry it well, unless it'll break and fall. What I mean is, the lipstick felt heavy.

"Damn girl! You have hot lips." Lizzy said coming to take a closer look at Soph's work on my face.

"She really does!" Sophie sides her, "Ever been kissed by a guy before?" She asked.

I couldn't answer that question. I'm sure if I was like them, my face would be​ burning red right now and I thanked God for my colour once again.

"No, I guess... I .. I ...mean.."

"What?!" They shouted in unison. They both had shocked expression on their faces and I had to laugh it out to ease the tension.

Yeah fine I've not been kissed before, what's the big deal... I've been concentrating on my studies and I didn't want to be distracted by guys. But I remember a guy who tried to kiss me in Primary 5 that was punched on the face by KC. Since then I had never tried to kiss anybody and no one has tried as well.

"You guys should drop the topic please!" I say laughing at myself.

"Alright, okay. Girls, Time to get laid!" Lizzy screamed. Huh?

And we all left the room, and walked over to wait for whoever was picking us.

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"Who's picking us again?" I asked for the tenth time.

"George!" Soph answered ​this time.

We'd been waiting for two hours now and he wasn't around to pick us yet. It was 11pm already!

"Would you please call his number again?!" I groaned.

"I have, I have!"

"Alright, give me his number let me try. I have the lucky charm."

I called his phone and just like that, he answered on the third ring.

"Yo George, it's Muna."

"Hey, Mona? Shit! I was supposed to pick you guys. I'm so sorry, I'm on my way."

"Alright, hurry up though," I said and cut the line.

"He picked your call? What the h-"

"C'mon Soph, he actually sounded sleepy," I laughed.

After 10minutes he arrived, his hair all over the place and his face was all swollen...he was in a deep sleep.

"I'm so sorry babe," he said as he gave her a slight kiss on the lips... Eww I said mentally, you don't try such in Nigeria.

"We've been here for 2hours! 2hours, George! Mona must be tired now."

"I'm sorry, let's go, Mona no offense please."

"I'm actually not that tired though, Lizzy is.."

"I'm up," she says and we enter the car and few minutes later, pull out in front of a huge building... Like wow huge!

How many people live in there? I thought to myself. Is this Richard's house? Dorm? Hostel?

We came down from the car and entered the house. Eww... Smelly people all over the dance floor and drunk crazy Americans making out on the walls, and the smell of cigarettes too... Yuck!

I scrunch my nose as I pass through the sweaty, smelly people on the dance floor following Lizzy to wherever she was going to.

She goes to this set of guys standing with drinks in their hands and she shakes all of them and introduces me as her roommate and friend. "Hi"

They smiled and nodded their heads and as I passed them they all said "oohhhs"

I think we reached the place where Lizzy and her gang were cause she came to a halt.

I couldn't imagine that I'd be more disgusted in my life when I saw the view before me.... Richard and the Alexis girl were sucking each others faces. Ew ew ew.

"Hey guys, meet my roommate, Mona," Lizz introduces me, "Mona, meet The Exclusives."

"Hiii" I said, smiling and waving at them, immediately Richard breaks his kiss with his chick and gives me a run over again, which I ignore since I was so busy greeting the reasonable people in the group until I saw a familiar face... Michael....

What's he doing here?

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Igbo slangs:

Chy iya- please or a way of pitying someone. Depending on the context.

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Chapter 5 is done and I hope y'all enjoyed it cause I'm having a great time writing this book!

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