The sun was setting already. It was an amazing sight to behold.

The cold breeze from the ocean hit Samson and I real hard on our bare skin. The feel was magnificent. I was putting on a crop top and bum short, whilst Samson was putting on only a trouser with his bare chest. He had a nice physique.

We were at the beach, sitting on the soft sandy floor with our hands intertwined and looking at the horizon, quietly.

He then shifted closer to me and that captured my attention. We were both now looking at each other and smiling broadly.

"I like you a lot." He said to me.

"I like you a lot too." I replied  genuinely.

And he was leaning closer to me to capture my lips, but I wasn't gonna give in that easily. So I grabbed some sand particles and threw at him.

I stood up immediately I did that, laughing hysterically. "Come get me if you want a kiss." I began to run once I noticed him getting up from the ground.

He chased after me, laughing. I ran as fast as my legs could take me. I was also laughing. In no time, he caught me on the waist and took me down to the ground, tickling me. I was laughing real hard.

"Stop already!" I said in between my laughter.

"If I stop, would I get a kiss from you?"

"No." I placed my tongue out.

I guess I made a big mistake saying 'no', cause the tickling got worse.

"Okay, yes!" I screamed. The tickle was unbearable.

He stopped and this earned a comfortable silence. We locked gazes at each other. Those eyes, how beautiful! He smiled at me and I returned the gesture.

As he was leaning closer to me in an attempt to kiss me...

"Wake up girl!" Someone hit me hard on the shoulder.

I opened my eyes instantly. Who could this person be now? The person disrupted me from my dream. I looked at the other side of my bed and I saw that it was Tracy who had disrupted my sweet dream. Wait sweet? I called that dream sweet? In fact, I dreamt of Samson and I together almost kissing?! Shit!

I rolled my eyes for a clearer view. "Good morning Tracy." I greeted but she ignored me.

"Why did you wake me up? Today's Saturday." Today was Saturday and that meant, no school and its drama.

"And so? That shouldn't make you sleep there like a log of wood. Do you even know what time is it?" She scrunched her face in so much disgust, just because she was talking to her younger sister– me.

I checked the time on the wall clock in my room. "It's just seven forty-five am. Besides, what are you even doing in my room?" I was seethe.

She looked at me as if there was an obvious reason for her to be in my room, at this hour. "Well, mum and dad ain't around, so I'd be going out today."

"Where did they go?" I inquired.

She narrowed her eyes at me. "I just told you they were not around, what more do you need to know?"

I rolled my eyes at her. "Was just being inquisitive." I pouted my lips afterwards.

"Was just being inquisitive." She mimicked. "Anyways, I just wanted to let you know, in case they get back from wherever they went to." She said nonchalantly.

"Where are you going sef?" Curious.

"Ah ah! Na wa o. E concern you?"

"Hmm. Just don't come back late." The caring and loving sister I am.

"Mtcheew." She hissed. "Cause you're my parents to tell me what to do, rubbish!" After she had blurted out these, she left my room and slammed the door hard making it seem like my room vibrated, from the impact.

I shook my head. "Now I won't be able to sleep again." I said to myself. But wait guys, did I just dream of Samson and I? What was happening to me? I sighed and got up from the bed.

After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I went down to the living room. The TV was on but no one was watching. I then sat down on one of the sofas and took the remote from the center table. Initially, a music channel– Trace, was on, then I changed it to cartoon network. Early morning cartoons were the best. Who agrees with me?

Few minutes later, Tracy came to the living room. "Who changed the channel?" She questioned.

"I did. What's up?" I frowned my face a little.

"Didn't you see I was watching something?"

I chuckled a little. "Watching something? But when I got here, I saw no one." I stated matter-of-fact.

"But you saw the TV on right?"

"Yeah, I did." I nodded my head quizzically.

"I can see you're looking for my trouble this morning. How dare you change the channel?"

"But..."

"Give me the remote joor!" She practically dragged the remote from my hand, angrily. What was up with her today?

"I could just watch TV in my room by the way." I muttered before exiting the room.

I went to the dinning area and met the cleaner cleaning the table. "Good morning ma." I greeted. She was in her late 50's.

"How you dey?" She smiled warmly at me. And by the way, she was bad at speaking English.

"I'm very fine, thank you." I smiled back. I wanted to leave but I stopped due to my remembrance of something. "Ehen, do you know where my parent went to?

"No small madam. But e be like say the gate man go sabi. You fit ask am." She suggested.

"Thanks." I walked to the kitchen.

I met the chef, preparing food. "Good morning." He was actually my favourite out of all the house helps. We mingled so well. He always gisted me about his past life and trust me, it was worth listening to.

"Anita, you're awake?" He glanced at me before focusing on what he was doing.

"No o. It's my ghost you're seeing." We both laughed at my statement. "Anyways, what's for breakfast?" I peeped at what was on fire and it was egg. He was frying egg.

"Bread, egg and tea. The egg would be ready in no time, just go and have a seat at the dinning table."

I nodded and left for the dinning room.

After we had had our breakfast, the Saturday was turning out boring. There was no power supply, Tracy had gone out which left only me with the house helps in the house. How boring!

I decided to read my books a little, not just for the competition but also to understand some things I'd been thought.

Immediately I brought my books down to the living room to study, there was a knock on the door. I stood up instantly from the couch in order to get the door. "No worry small madam. I go go open the am." The old lady said, running to the door.

"Enter na." I heard the old lady say to the person that knocked after a while of silence. I wondered who that was.

"Hey." I snapped my head instantly to the direction the voice came from. I was flabbergasted to see Samson in front of me, in my house. He was smiling sheepishly at me. He looked presentable even though not so good like rich children do look.

I marred my eyebrows in confusion, with my eyes slightly squinted. "Ho...how did you get in?"

"I knocked and your house help opened up for me, then she ushered me in." He froze at the far end of the living room.

I pouted my lips. "Not that. I mean, how were you able to escape the securities outside the main gate? Cause they are meant to call the house so as give their consent if they want to see the person or not."

"Well, does that matter? So far I'm here now, alive." He smiled. "So can I come in?"

"What are you doing here?" I asked instead.

"Seems I'm not welcomed then. I...I'd just leave." He sounded serious and disappointed. And he was actually serious about leaving 'cause he was already making his way to the door. Really, was he gonna just leave?

"I didn't say you should leave." I folded my arms around my tits.

"Well, I feel like I'm not welcomed here." Was it just me or Samson was actually not in his normal mood today? He'd better come back to his normal mood because that was him and that was the Samson I liked, not this.

"I didn't say that. I only asked why you were here." I was also putting on a stern face.

He scoffed. "So you mean you don't know?"

I looked at him in perplexity. I was so confused. I totally didn't have an idea of what he was talking about.

"Today's Saturday and we are meant to study today." He stated.

"Oh." Realisation hit me real hard. "I'm so sorry. I'd totally forgotten."

"Hmm. So are you up for it or I should go?" He said, indifferently.

"Anything the matter? Why are you moody today?" I inquired. I honestly didn't like this Samson.

He shook his head. "Nothing. I'm fine."

"Anyways, come in." I gestured for him to 'come in.' "So can I offer you anything?"

"No, I'm fine. Thanks." He sat on the couch closer to mine. "So you were studying or you just started?" He pointed at my books on the table.

"Er..." I scratched my already rough hair. "I've not even started yet."

He smirked.

I sat down on the couch were I was seating before. "So any gist?" I smiled for no particular reason. Guess I was just happy that someone was around to keep me company.

"Lol. Are you really asking me that?" He cocked an eyebrow and smiled at me.

"Duh. Can't I ask that again? I'm just bored."

"Hmm. I can see you are in a good mood today."

"And I can also see that you're in a bad mood today. Mind telling me?"

He sighed. "Just forget it." He didn't look happy.

I wonder what the problem is. I then did something I never thought I would do to a guy again. I held his arm in a consoling manner. He looked at my hand in his arm before looking directly at my eyes. Guess he was also surprised that I could hold him in such manner. I was surprised myself too.

"You can tell me anything Samson. I'm here for you." I consoled him. Okay, tell me this didn't just happen. I was actually consoling a guy!

He looked at me for a while before letting out a heartwarming smile. "Thanks a lot Anita." He brought his other hand and placed it on mine. "I really appreciate your concern."

I blushed. Oh shit! What was happening to me? I now blush? Help me lord!

I removed my hand from his and cleared my throat. "You know what? I really don't want us to study right now, let's just gist."

"Okay. That sounds fun."

There was a short silence. "Gist me na." I hit him lightly on the lap.

He chuckled. "Are you not the girl? You're meant to gist me." He bit his already pink lips after talking.

"Wo, that one doesn't matter for now o."

"Okay okay. So what of your sister, is she around?"

"Nope. She went out." I was boring at him.

"I remember when I first got here." He chuckled sheepishly. "That your sister ehn."

"What happen to her?" I kept on boring at him. He looked at me when I asked that question but immediately took his eyes away. He was shy. I knew that for a fact and I was intentionally gazing at him so as to make him shy. I loved it when he was shy with me.

"She's scary, sincerely." He was averting my gaze.

"Really?" I was smiling now, while looking at him. He looked so cute as he was shy. Aw!

"Yes." He still kept on averting my gaze. I could sense he was uncomfortable with the way I was looking at me.

"Uh-huh?"

He finally looked at me, with his eyebrows furrowed and a sexy smirk worn on his handsome face. "What's uh-huh? And stop staring at me."

"Are you shy?" I wiggled my eyebrows.

He smiled, actually blushed, and took his eyes off me.

"Samson is blushing o." I teased.

"I'm not blushing." His voice sounded feminine, which indicated that he was in actual fact blushing!

"Aw! Cute." I threw a pillow at him. We actually had small pillows on each sofa.

"You wanna start a pillow fight right?" He cocked his eyebrows at me.

"I'm gonna so beat you to it."

"Really?" He nodded his head with a bent close-mouth smile. "Nice one." Unexpectedly, he threw a pillow at me.

"Not right. Cheat!" Before anything, we started throwing pillows are each other, laughing and running round the living room.

We were having a great time until...

"Anita?" We stopped running and looked at the direction.

I virtually fainted at the sight of my parents.

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Dun dun dun! Anita don enter one chance. 😂

What do you think her parents are gonna do to her?

Well, stay tuned. Until the next update. It's bye for now.