CHAP 3

"Waiting For me?" A familiar voice asked.

"No!" I replied.

"You're Being so formal, Zikora" Bernard said, taking a seat.

"I'm not!"

"your orders!" the waitress said, placing them on the table.

"thank you!" Bernard said.

"can I take a picture ma'am?" the waitress asked.

"yeah, sure!" I said.

"kuchuku"

MOM WOULD BE ANGRY IF SHE FINDS ME HERE, BECAUSE TO HER "THE RESTAURANT WAS TOO CHEAP FOR CELEBRITIES".

"We'll visit the swimming section" Bernard said breaking the silence.

I was mute, just munching on the sharwama and the cocktail juice.

"you look so beautiful, Zikora"

"thanks, same with you!"

"Thanks, urghh....err.... never mind....".

"What? You could talk!" I said, taking a sip of the cocktail juice.

"well can I be your...err... your friend?..... no boyfriend?" he asked his right hand on his hair.

I broke out laughing.

ME DATE YOU ????? HE MUST BE SILLY?????¿

"Does That mean a No?" He Asked.

"I'd think about it!" I said giving him a serious look.

"Thanks!".

"I think I'm done!" I announced.

"Ma'am, we'll escort you!" the guards said.

"OK! OK! OK!"

We went to the poolside bar and I changed into a floral pink bikini.

"You Got a gorgeous body!" Bernard complimented.

ÀS A CELEBRITY, YOU HAD TO GET USED TO WEARING BIKINI IN PUBLIC!

DON'T YOU SEE KIM KARDASHIAN!

SO IT WASN'T A BIG DEAL IF I HAD WEAR IT IN FRONT OF 100 MEN.

Bernard urged me to dive in to pool with him, and I did!

"can you swim?" he whispered.

I WAS READY FOR THE WORST, IF HE MAKES A WRONG MOVE, I'D GIVE HIM A HARD PUNCH.

"UHMM" I murmured.

Not again! Photographers!

They Were all taking pictures, they'd put on social media, blogs and websites and get paid. fools!

"Zimba take them all out!"

"yes ma'am"

And Again,

I and Bernard were all alone in a pool, doing what? nothing!

I suddenly felt a huge splash of water, come my way.

"Bernard!" I screamed.

"yes!"

"I'll get you for this!"

I splashed water on him and he did the same.

"ma'am we've taking them all out".

"OK, thanks!"

"Excuse Me!" Bernard called.

"yes sir!"

"can you take a few pictures!"

"oh, yes sir!"

"The Lady over there is with my phone!" he said pointing to a staff.

"OK, sir"

WAIT!

WAIT!

I'm Zikora not Bernard.....

Do You know Bernard's hands are round my waist. I mean I just took notice of it. my eyes were widely opened. I stared at him.

"What? Am I the only one who holds you on the waist? huh?" he asked noticing my gaze.

"No!"

"Sir,your phone!" Zimba said handing the phone to Bernard.

it was an iPhone13 pro Max.

HE NEVER ACTED LIKE A RICH GUY! HE WAS RICH!

BUT ITS OBVIOUS WE'RE RICHER THAN THEM! PERIOD!

"Here, take a couple of pics" he said handing the phone to Zimba, my guard.

"OK, what posing style?" Bernard asked.

"let's splash water!" I suggested.

"ók!"

He Splashed water at me, it was captured.

He Held me by the waist, it was captured

He Was behind me, it was captured.

We were rising from under the water, it was captured.

We Were out of the pool, it was captured.

"Enough, Enough!" I screamed.

"You Guys look cool" Zimba said with a broad smile.

Yeah, yeah, Zimba has actually been one of my closest friends.

He've helped me academically, for that reason he was super close to me. he was one of the guy I knew since childhood.

Dad Promised to take care of him since his mom, our janitor died. he was in his twenties.

"OK, you can change" Zimba said escorting me to the change room.

I changed into an outfit, this time into a plain blue baggy boyfriend pant and an oversized top.

"Where's Bernard?" I asked coming out of the changing room.

"He's paying the bills, Ma'am" Zimba replied.

"OK!"

We walked down the entrance doorway, when I spotted Bernard beside his car.....

"You're Done?" he asked.

"uhmm"

"OK, why don't you enter the car, my queen!" he said with much splendor, majestically opening the cars door.

"thanks!"

"Ma'am we're right behind you!" Zimba said, entering the Ferrari 599 GTO.

I could see the press! they were taking lot of pictures!

And The next minute, FIAM!

I was on the Internet, I was making headlines on the newspaper, on social medias, on blogs and websites.

"urghh... it's all over Instagram and it reads;

"The World most famous singer Arthur Wills and the well known social media influencer, Jenny Wills, their daughter Zikora Wills, better known as zizi Kora, as her stage name, the uprising actress, model, social media influencer and singer was spotted with Bernard Simons, the son of senator Luke Simons in RSVP restaurant this evening".

Second Report reads;

" Moment Zizi Kora, the uprising teen actress, model, songstress and influencer was caught in a pool with her boyfriend Bernard Simons, the 20XX Vogue magazine cover photo".

"unbelievable, absolute nonsense,I wasn't caught, I was seen" I said tossing my brand new imported iPhone13 pro Max on the cars seat, after reading the news on Instagram.

"then I think you'd be going home! but I wanted us to go to the shopping mall but..." he paused staring at me.

"what's the time now?" I asked staring at his typical Nigerian brown eyes.

"its 3pm now!" he said going through the pictures in my phone.

"if you think we should go then let's go!" I said staring at nothing in particular.

"really?"

"I already said so!"

"OK, thanks sweetie!"

"gross! I'm not your sweetie" I said in my pure British accent, rolling my eyes.

"but you really look sweet!" he said bursting into laughter.

"ode (Yoruba word for "stupid one")"

"cutie pie mi"

"leave me joor" I said obviously blushing.

BUT THAT DOESN'T MAKE ME LOVE HIM OOO, I ONLY LIKED HIM AS A FRIEND.

"she's blushing" he said with a hard smile.

"urghh....I ain't blushing!" I screamed with a smile.

"you are! you're red as an over riped tomatoes".

I burst out laughing hard, slapping him hard on the back...