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   To be honest, i had been hiding. Two days after the incident at Chicken republic, my mum sent me to buy her a bucket of chicken for some distant cousins who came to spend the summer holidays in Lagos.  I had never met them before and even if my mum thought they were sweet and respectful i hated them immediately she sent me that errand.  There was no way i could go back to the same place i had been humiliated only two days after. My wounds weren't healed and i could bet the floor wasn't dry of the coke i was bathed with.

I had already narrated in full details the date to Karmsi and she was sorry for me. She was very disappointed in Prince even more than i was and the look on her face when i told her what Peace did to me was enough to give Peace a stomach ache wherever she was at that time. I told her everything was fine and i was going to fix it however i could because i wanted her to feel better. She crucified herself for the ideas she out in my head and apologised for making me go but i explained she was wrong.
If she hadn't teased me,i still would have gone on the date. I already had the seedling of a crush in me and all she did was help water it.  Nothing seemed to make her feel better for her mistake and she felt indebted to me. It was for the greater good eventually, she came to my rescue and helped get the chicken from the eatery.  I avoided that eatery, that route and every road that reminded me of that day like a plague. It almost never happened but i was growing old in the house and i soon began to smell like kitchen utensils. I did have fun with my best friend in the house but she always wanted us to go out and it seemed like i was a self centered constraint.  The holidays was going to be over and everyone would go back to their normal lives, i didn't want to be the reason for the failure of the fun season so i decided to go out again. To give Karmsi a treat and celebrate myself.
Even though i wasn't quite sure what i was celebrating.

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    You remember back in nursery school when we had a topic called ' Fill in the gap' ? I was very good at it even till senior school when it became lexis and structure. Now i needed that acquired knowledge to close up the space between Prince and i without moving away from my seat.  It was an impossible possibility and the only way i could destroy the bridge between us and put an end to the jokes was to make him guilty for the other day. It was a trick i had played on other people to draw them into a serious conversation and it was working.  I was over the pain from that day so bringing it back didn't make me feel like a lesser person but Prince still had the hang of it. He kept apologising and promising to make it up to me if i wasn't satisfied with the day's treat. If only he knew a bottle of coke with him even in a cheap restaurant was enough to purge him of all his sins.  I pressed my lips together in that smile that always made my mum give me whatever i ask for,that smile that made me look very adorable and i knew was working its magic on my current target.  He smiled back, tilted his head to the side and heaved a sigh. I could tell i was already building a castle as big as the tower of babel in his heart and God didn't seem to disagree with that idea. He was with me.
Gracious Lord.

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I felt ridiculed.
I had kept it to my self and I wished I had let it remain that way.  Locked and sealed within me.  This wasn't the first time Karmsi would make fun of me and I would totally laugh at her if I was in her shoes. 
  It was quite funny and normal but I wasn't normal and I didn't want it to be funny.  I shot her that look that always told her I wasn't in for jokes and I could break into tears if she didn't stop laughing. 
  She understood the message I had passed and her laughter reduced to a quiet snicker and she planted that i-am-just-kidding smirk on her face.
She began to walk towards me purposefully and I got myself ready for the motivational speech she was going to lay on me.
What are friends for?

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  It was a sunny afternoon and the only way I could cool off was to buy a bottle of coke on the next street down my estate because for some reason, the woman who always sold to me didn't open her store. 
  It isn't new to my few friends that I am a coke addict even though I would never admit it to any of them.  I take my exercises seriously so I didn't have to worry about stored up calories and fat  What I had to worry about was the new faces in that street.
  The both of them were elegant and pretty. Don't forget they were way taller than me or maybe that's a normal thing since almost everyone I know is taller than me .
They looked really mature and if my eyes weren't working well, I wouldn't have recognized them as my instagram idols. It was a dream come true and I immediately felt a rumbling of excitement in my stomach.
Or was it my stomach telling me I had taken to much sugar in the past days?
Or was it my instinct warning me not to be over excited?