Chapter 3

"Do you know the kind of work I do. I'm basically everywhere and anywhere. I've a lot of obligations. Respect those who mix education with extra activities. They are the real Pro's."

"Yen yen yen." I mocked, reducing my voice so I could sound more girly, more like he did. His voice was surprisingly more tiny than mine was and I was the girl. I always mocked him for it and although I loved his voice so much, then I would rather have died than to admit it. It would have been horrible!

"Ok then. Let's make a bet. Whoever gets the highest GP this semester wins."

"Oh please I can't make a bet with you cause I would surely win. This is my territory, you can't beat me." I boasted resisting the urge to flip my hair.

He seemed more amused than pissed. "I would get a 5.0 this semester bet it. Ever had a 5.0?" He asked daring me.

"No. But then I could have it if I put my mind to it. The point is you cannot get a higher GP than I whether I read or not. I was blessed with this. This is my talent. Like you know, the talent of passing exams." I giggled loving the look on his face. Loving the fact that I was getting over my shyness right then.

Loving the fact that I was with him. That I was spending time with him. Loving the fact that we were talking, loving him more. Loving every second I spent with him.

He was an addiction I didn't get tired of, an addiction I didn't want to cure. I felt like I was In love, obsessed and addicted at the same time. I felt crazy and I loved it. He made me feel so alive.

"Well if you are so sure of this your so called God giving talent__" he strained amused. "Let's make a bet then. Who ever wins will have the other do what they want."

"So what do you want if you win." I asked purposefully. My face hurt from smiling so wide. I just realized I've been smiling the whole time even when I rolled my eyes. I just couldn't stop smiling. I expected him to say something naughty but then maybe not because I noticed he was still threading carefully with me.

"Well, I want___" he thought for a few seconds. "I don't know yet. I'll think of it after. So if you win what do you want from me?"

"Oh don't worry it's not if I win. I'll win, it's an assurance. I will just love to rub it on your face, my reward will be the look on your face when I do so." He laughed and I laughed too. I knew he was more amused than offended that's if he was offended.

He loved it when I bragged about something. He told me that and I take his word for it.

After we had stopped laughing and enjoyed a few minutes of comfortable silence which I used to glance over his book faking interest. He held my hands which were rested on my Laps and my heart almost fell from my mouth. I took a very deep breath hoping not to hyperventilate and embarrass myself.

"So what's up. What are you planning to do now?" He asked staring at me, his back bent a little so he could face me. Even with his eyes covered with glasses I could Still feel them on me. I felt hot all over but controlled myself. Over time I had mastered the act of control over right from a very tender age. Even though I was losing mastery of this act every second I was with him, remnants still remained with me.

"Nothing much. I just want to go home and rest. I'm tired." I breathed.

"You are always tired or stressed that's like your anthem."

"That's because I am tired and stressed and just so you know I have reasons to be."

He exhaled then turned to face the board. "I'll just read a little before going back to the hostel."

That was my cue to leave. I stood up still smiling.  I wanted to shout at myself then for continually smiling but then I didn't because after all I had been through I deserved to be happy. I deserved to smile. I deserved to love and be loved, I deserved this joy.

"I'll just start going."

"I'll call you later babe." He said with a serious expression on his face like he was thinking about something important. I nodded and walked away smiling all the way home. Home a place I didn't want to be.