(Doyin’s perspective )
I hated my life, I felt so empty. I needed something to spice up my life I needed
to start feeling, I needed to start living I mean goddamn. So this was what I
decided to do, there was nothing that could kick start my life than getting a
girl by my side. But considering my past I was still a little shaky, I should
be ready for this, it had been a long time since she broke my heart, it had
been a long time I saw her, I read somewhere that it takes over 15 to 18 months
to get over someone you love. But it had been almost a year and still nothing
had changed. I still saw her in my dreams, everything around me still reminds
me of her, but I had to be brave, everything had to change.
So here was the plan I
was going to get on different group chats to try to meet new people at least
that would mark a new beginning to my new journey.
Chatting up new people
were never easy, especially the female gender, there were those ones who just
act so uninterested and leave it all up to you to stir up conversations, and
this was very exhausting. There are those ones who will just leave you on read and
not even reply, but if you lucky enough you will find that one person that you
guys will just click and everything will go smoothly or in my case three
ladies.
There was this particular
girl that caught my attention, her profile picture was the one that was captivating,
it was a black and white picture in which she had her hand over her face. I
immediately slid into her DM and wrote “what’s the purpose of your face?” in
which I started to think was stupid but come to think of it I shouldn’t start
off with the “hey beautiful” cliché I couldn’t see her face so there is no way
I can tell if she is indeed beautiful.
“err… why you asking” she
replied with a smirk emoji. Wow and with this first reply she got me hooked, I
mean she decided to flow with me
“it’s kind of artistic
but I bet it’s just a coincidence” was my next message
“and who told you it was
a coincidence” she replied with a rolling eye emoji
“okay then, tell me what
it means” I said continuing the thread of the message
“well I don’t want to
tell you” her reply made me smile, and just like that all my hard work of
getting disgusted by girls who were too full of themselves were finally paying
off, I mean this might be the girl that was going to take my mind off her.
“lol” I wrote, which was
followed by “tell me about yourself?”
“what do you want to
know?”
“well your name, dreams
and ambition, how old you are, fears and phobias, weird fetishes, favourite
movie, favourite artist and a secret”
“okay my name is Oyeyemi
Jadesola, I would tell you my age if you tell me yours, I am cluster phobic and
I’m scared of heights. I love the smell of sand especially after it rains, there
is something soothing about it, I can’t explain it. My favourite movie is the
Notebook, my favourite artist is Adele, well the secret is I am very
secretive.”
“wait what is cluster
phobic?”
“I am scared of being in
a closed place, like now I don’t use the elevator”
“so what will happen if I
force you inside an elevator?”
“I will just cry”
“lol… this is serious. So
what’s your deal with sand?”
“I know it’s weird but I
like it”
“oga oo”
“lol… oya it’s your turn”
“lol, okay my name is
Adedoyin Olalekan, I’m 19, I’m scared of chickens not just chickens anything
that has feathers and a beak, I just want to be impactful, you know do
something news worthy and for my weird fetish sometimes listening to music
makes me run, like I might be really tired then a particular song comes on then
I start running. Btw I’m always listening to music in fact I’m listening to it
now”
“LMAO you are scared of
chickens”
“why are you laughing now
ehn?”
“it’s funny now, big boy
like you is scared of ordinary chicken”
“you are scared of
elevators so?”
“it’s not the same thing”
“what makes it different,
phobia is phobia”
“mine is a real phobia”
“and mine isn’t?”
“yes”
“woah, you’re a phobia
racist”
“LOL WTF”
“you are”
“why are you scared of
Chicken sef”
“okay when I was small,
my mother sent me to buy something at the opposite house, I can’t really
remember what it was. There was a small gutter in front of my house and as I
was about to jump it, I had no idea that there was a baby chick there so as I
jumped over it the mother hen started chasing me. I started running and crying
and the foolish old people there didn’t help they were just laughing”
“so what now happened?”
“I can’t remember; I was
like 4 or 5 years old”
“wow pele but it’s still
funny”
“why are you scared of
elevators?”
“well when I was little,
my mom is a lecturer, so we went to the senate building of the school. I wanted
to get something for my mother, then I took the elevator. And then they took
the light when I was inside the elevator and I was there for over 3 hours. It
was the scariest moment of my life”
“wow eyah pele”
“My phone is about to die
now I would talk to you later” she replied
“okay love would talk to
you later”
And thus ends my chat
with Jade, I mean I couldn’t wait to talk to her again. I decided to slow down
my chats with the other two girls, they were not really responding and there
was nothing I can do about it. But the real truth was talking to Jade just made
me not want to talk to anybody else.
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