Chapter 40

I felt like a disappointment when I first met him. He was right I wasn't as I made myself to be when we chatted. When we chatted I was free not enclosed and restricted. I made myself to be this bad girl_this brave girl, I matched his sexual inuendos with mine. Turns out that I was nothing like that in person.

He must really be disappointed. I was disappointed in myself even. I had thought that he had finally broken my wall but the wall was still there, standing. Yea, maybe it was a bit shaken but the wall of insecurity that had prevented me from doing a whole lot in my life was still there.

I remember how I first met him. It was just another plain boring day. Yvonne had asked me to act as a clerk in one of the mooting competitions our seniors were having, and I didn't refuse her. Not only because she was she_ who dared not be refused, but also because I wanted to see how these mooting competitions were. They said it gave you the feel of what it looked liked to be in court, I wanted to know how it felt like to be in court and so that was where I had first met him.

He was in third year then but was in a competition with fourth years his direct seniors. Yea, maybe that meant that he was really good, I guess but nah. He wasn't, he was Brash and impatient during the whole trial_ a stuttering mess. His voice kept itching my ears especially anytime he stood up abruptly without the judges permission.

To say that I didn't like him would be a complement to him. The truth was I thought nothing of him then, absolutely nothing. Neither good nor bad but if he had asked me out that day I would have so rejected him.

After his, came the mooting competition for the first years_my class then_ and he was our tutor. That was when I started seeing him for the awesome person he was. He was really dedicated to teaching us and I found that he was very smart to, smarter than I had given him credit for after that day. I guess that day_when we first met, was just a bad day for him just like we all had bad days.

He never made any of us feel like we weren't good, he was really nice like that. When I won best counsel he praised me so bad putting on that smile that had come to be my weakness.

I blushed hard.

We exchanged numbers so as to aid our easy communication during the competition. He ended up saving my name on his phone as Mira_Few people called me Mira and I guessed he wanted to be one of them even though he ended up calling me Ugomma anyway. I saved his name as Esq the short form of esquire because that was his nickname, the name everyone called him. In fact barely a handful of people even knew his real name.

Our first chat had been the very day I won best coumsel in the competition. I had entered my room so elated I went straight to the bed. Without even changing my clothes I laid down on the bed and started chatting on WhatsApp. That was when his text came in.

Esq: I didn't get the chance to appreciate you guys yesterday for the efforts, time and dedication.

Esq: I am really grateful aii. You all did very well especially you. I am very proud of you.

Esq: You should keep it up. And better things are to come.

I smiled as I read his message. It was the first time he was texting me. I wasted no time to reply.

Mira: No p

Mira: You guys really helped us out

You guys were the true winners.

Mira: Thanks.. I hope we make it to finals.

Esq: We will.

Mira: I heard u can repeat counsel

Mira: In finals

Esq: Yeah

Esq: We will repeat in the finals

Mira: Yea..

I so wanted to tell him that I wanted to moot again in the finals but I didn't. I really wanted to though, because I was good at it and strangely unlike some people I did enjoy the thrill of being in the court as we called our classrooms when mooting was going on in them.

If only I knew that a competition in school would be the start of such a complicated relationship, maybe then I would have thought better about joining.

Maybe.