MY CANDY CRUSH

All that filled my mind was racheal racheal racheal!. That was all I wanted to hear. Any other thing was irrelevant.

Racheal was a young girl whose parents had just moved into a new flat in our neighborhood, directly oopposite my house. This was a fundamental trouble to me.

I had never spoken to her though. But the fear that I usually feel when I see her from afar is capable of making a grown man to piss on his pants.

"Ehm, it's not as if I can't talk to her oh. I can, but am just scared a little" I told Franklyn my friend.

Franklyn laughed so loud that people around us thought that he was just about to lose it as he use to have similar symptoms sometimes.

He finally said "Paul , relax! don't worry, I knowt this kind of feeling. I once had it for miracle then ... But I later discovered that it wasn't really love. Why are you suddenly acting like you have no balls. Walk up to her and clear her your mind bro, He said." I suddenly felt motivated.

Finally, the deal day. I woke up by 5:00am.

Started to rehearse my lines. "racheal my bright and morningstar. Ever since you came into this neighborhood my heart has left my chest. I learnt it now resides with Rev Okafor, just waiting for yours to come, so that we can be joined in holy matrimony. I have never felt like this before in my entire life."

I rehearsed these lines like 20 times to the extent that when mum asked me to recite psalm 23 in our morning devotion that day, I forgot every other thing and poured it out to them as I have crammed it. Because I had use the "la cram, la pour la forget formula". But I had just used it wrongly in this situation.

It was finally Victor, my elder brother's slap that formatted my memory back to normal. I had to recite psalm 23-27 to appease them that morning.

Nevertheless, I still tried to gather the morale

I could. In my own mind, I was like "I must make sure i talk to racheal today".

"How she go just steal my heart like this and leave me to myself all alone"

How can she steal my heart and leave me to myself, I said to Franklin in pidgin English.

"go talk to this girl jare, don't stand there looking like Mike's bread. Don't you know delay is dangerous?. Meanwhile I trust those your lines can do the magic though." He said.

Tbc.