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I arrived home late from Church feeling lethargic, due to the stress in Church. As a worker, there was a lot to do which could sometimes be time consuming.

I tossed my shoe, not minding where it landed, laid on my bed and closed my eyes. I felt so tired, that I couldn't even move after I'd laid on the bed.

"Welcome back dear." I turned to the door and saw mum smiling at me. "Have you eaten?" She added, still smiling.

"No. Good afternoon ma." I managed to stand up from my bed.

"I know you are worn out. But just do me a favour, go shower and have your lunch, after which, you can sleep till Jesus comes." Having said that, she left the room laughing.

I shook my heads and pulled my clothes off, before doing all mum told me to do. However, I didn't do one thing, which was to sleep. Instead, I began chatting on social media. You may wonder how I do get data to chat. Well, I have a lot of guys on social media who wants to date me, so they do what I ask them to do and boom, that's how. Although, my parents did give me money to buy card, but not all the time, only once a week.

I was chatting with quite a number of people, which included, Chuka and Joy. We chatted about the party and a lot of things. Also, Joy apologized for acting up on me at the party.

The chat was getting boring so I decided to do what I was best at doing - stock people, actually Benji. I went to his profile to stock him and to my surprise, he was online. Can't he just chat with someone first? Proud much. I rolled my eyes, thinking of how proud he was.

I clicked on his thread and thought of whether to send him a message or not. I was also one very proud being, so I stayed glued to his thread not typing anything. My mind kept telling me to send him a message, despite that, my fingers deprived me of it. They were stiff.

I forced myself to type and I succeeded in doing that. Immediately I sent the message, my heart ran to my stomach causing a sharp pain. I was nervous and scared, however, I held on to the glimpse of hope that he wouldn't snub my message.

All of a sudden, my throat became dry. What's happening to me? I scuttled to the kitchen to get water and ran back to the room to see if he had sent a message. Now I could hear my heart beating heavily. He had sent a message.

I clicked on it immediately.

Benjamin: Happy Sunday to you too.

Me: How was the service today? 😁

I replied quickly.

I was in a state of delirium. For the fact he could send me a message, does it. And at the moment, there was nothing that was going to ruin the excitement that enveloped me, nothing at all.

He replied to me almost immediately, like he had been expecting my message.

Benjamin: Service was awesome. And by the way, thanks for coming to my party and giving me one of the best gift one could ask for. I really appreciate.

To say I was surprise would be the biggest understatement. I totally didn't see it coming. I was flabbergasted.

Me: Awwn, that's lovely to hear. I'm also glad I made it to your party. Truthfully, it wasn't easy coming there. And service today was an hectic one. Right now, I'm worn out!

I sent it to him having high hopes he was going to say something suiting to me.

He didn't reply as quick as I expected, which made me a bit skeptical if he was going to reply at all. Perhaps, he replied the first time just to thank me and after, that would be the end.

I waited for his message but none came through. Thanks to him, he had succeeded in ruining the excitement that engulfed me and turned it to disappointment and sadness.

In absence of none, I ignored the other messages and turned off my data connection.

He is such a filthy jerk!

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It was a happy Monday morning and everything felt perfect. From my outfit, to the breakfast, to how I transported to school, everything just felt right. And to top it all, we were going to have practicals today in preparation for our West Africa Examination Council (WAEC).

"Good day class." Our chemistry teacher got in, while everyone was seated. "Hope you guys are aware of the practicals today."

"Yes we are." We all chorused.

"Okay, I want you guys to pack your bags and go to the school. After which, we will address you on what to do. Alright?"

"Yes sir." We stood up from our seats, packed our bags and left for the school.

We got there and waited outside, playing and gisting with each other. The guys were playing football, not all per say, but most of them.

I on the other hand, wasn't interested in what Joy was talking about with me and some other girls so I left their midst and went upstair to an empty class.

Boredom wasn't enough to describe how I felt alone in the class, so I went outside to have fresh air and scrutinize the environment. As I was doing that, my eyes spotted Benji sitting on a chair alone and combing his wet hair. He looked stinkingly handsome as usual. He was putting a tight white polo, which brought out his lovely muscles and his six abs, with a tight jean trouser. I must say, Benji was one sexy dude.

I averted my gaze from him as soon as he raised his head up. I pondered on whether he saw me checking him out. I sneaked glances at him and saw him smiling at me. Gosh! This guy is so handsome. Look at his red lips.

I looked at him and pretended to be surprised that he was looking at me. He waved at me and i did same too.

I kept on looking at him until he stood up from where he was seated. Where is he going now?

I entered the class immediately I noticed him moving to God knows where. I settled in a seat and was looking at the door direction if he was coming my way. Later, I saw him at a far distance through the window talking to one of his friends. As soon as he left the guy, walking towards the direction of the class I was in, my heart started pounding hard. I averted my eyes away from the door and placed my head on the table, pretending to be sleeping or resting.

"Hey." I looked up and saw Benji resting at the window, smiling at me. Oh my God!

"Oh, hey Benji. What br...brings you he...here?" I stuttered while talking. I was nervous.

"Nothing." He shrugged. "I just want to talk to you. I was bored down there. Can I come in?" He smirked. What's with the formality?

"Sure. Why not." I said, nervously.

He walked in majestically, smirking. As soon as he got to where I was seated, he sat on the desk, while I was on the chair with my hands resting on the desk. His scent alone, sent me to Disney land not to talk of his presence.

To say I was happy would be an understatement. I was more than happy. I was as happy as a clam. However, I wasn't so comfortable with him.

I stayed silent for a while hoping that he would make the first move to speak since he chose to come talk to me, but he didn't. Instead, he was also as silent as I was. I didn't know what he was looking at cause my head was faced down.

"Uhm..."

"So..."

We said simultaneously. Oh, this is awkward. I chuckled sheepishly.

"So, you go first." He broke the awkward silence.

"I didn't want to say anything." I raised my head to look at him and he was gazing at me. Ouch!

I took my eyes off his and faced somewhere else.

"You know what, I prefer you sit on the chair rather than sit on the desk." I said immediately before he could utter a word.

"And why is that?" He smirked devilishly.

"I just prefer that." I said, still not sparing him a glance.

"And that's why you don't want to even spare me a glance?"

Oh Benji, please don't make things worse.

"I guess so." I shrugged.

"Okay, as you wish." He got down from the desk, sat on the chair in front of me facing my squarely and placed his hands on my desk, hence, making our hands touch each other.

The feel of his hands gave me goosebumps.

"Apparently, you wanna make me shy." Now I was looking at him, smiling. Knowing fully well what he was doing, I gained confidence.

"How?" He asked, perplexedly.

"By doing this. Not taking your eyes off me just because you think or feel I ain't comfortable with you. Well, I'm gonna clear your doubt." I folded my arms around my chest.

"Okay." He said, nodding his head a little. "So how are you?"

"I'm fine, just that I'm a little tired..."

"Tired?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

"Yea, tired." I was confused as to why he cut me off in such manner.

"Why?" He asked abruptly.

My eyebrows raised in fraction. "Stress."

"Benji!" We turned to the direction where the voice came from and it was Chuka. He froze at the spot, throwing daggers at us. With the look of things, he was mad. But why? I didn't know.

"Oh Chuka, how far?" I smiled at him.

"Benji, Mr bosun is looking for you." Chuka said and stormed out. Did he just snub me? Yeah, he obviously just did.

"Excuse me. I'll be back." Benji assured me before leaving the class.

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