Chapter 8

   Though I promised myself to get A's next term, during holiday I made sure I visited the state library two times a week. Though I don't go alone,my mom would never let me go to the library by myself.

        I wanted to be a doctor,but am really scared of blood it freaks me out, and I really don't like biology,I prefer physics and maths,to other subjects,so I decided to go for engineering,I studied physics more than I study other subjects,it's more like an adventurous novel to me.

        Two weeks  to school  resumption ,I was prepared. I ironed my uniform, washed my socks and bag,I couldn't wait to go back to school,my house was very boring,if not for the fact that I decided to visit the library or read at home I would have gone crazy,my siblings will go out,thereby leaving me at home because I had no friends to play with.

     I was used to it anyway, luckily I was given an android phone after I showed my mom my report card. She was so happy that I aced the exam,I was awarded a new android phone.

    Things were going well, I would play all sorts of makeup games,and I loved painting. I would download some painting ebooks,to keep myself busy.I was introduced to Facebook as well.

     Though using an Android phone isn't easy,I still tried,I learnt new things everyday,the most amazing part was that I could Google anything, technology indeed made life easy. I logged in my Facebook and added random people,it was a step to socialization.

      Since I couldn't express myself physically I could do it from my phone without having to look at anyone, though most of the messages I received were a bunch of Hi's and hello's,it was a conversation starter anyway. It was the best holiday.

       My mom recently opened a small shop where she sells food. It was booming. She was really good when it came to cooking,no matter what she used to cook her food,even if the ingredients weren't complete it would still be delicious.

       And she expanded a little, I always wished I would be a good cook like my mom,or better still a great cook,like my mom,but how would I do that when I don't like entering the kitchen.

     I don't like the heat emitting from the gas,sometimes when I wash plates,while there's food on fire,I would bring a standing fan to the kitchen.

       My mom would yell at me for being naive,but I always feel like I am burning anytime I sweat,and my older sister would always tease me,even with my weird behavior. Sometimes, my family would protect me.

      Three days to school resumption, my mom couldn't dress my hair,so she directed me to a salon a little bit far from my house,though it was the first time going outside to dress my hair,my mom would always dress my hair for me,even though I had a full and long hair,she wouldn't complain.

     But because of her mini restaurant I had to go elsewhere to dress my hair,I felt I was going for an interview,I chanted everything I would say,ones I get to salon, "good day ma,Mrs Rita directed my to your salon, I would like to dress my hair" I continued chanting, like a child with autism.

     When I got there,they were a lot of people there, I actually thought I would meet just one person,and to worsen the situation peter was present,in the salon, quite awkward,his hair was a little bit bushy and it was an hairdressing salon not a barbing salon so what is he doing here

      Maybe he brought someone here, I walked up to a lady she was part of the hairdresser present,with what she wore and held I knew she was a little bit busy,but I needed attention.

      I tapped her shoulder after greeting her severally, trying to make my voice a little bit low so Peter wouldn't notice my presence.I knew she heard me clearly so why was she ignoring me? She yelled at me immediately.

    Her Louf voice startled me, as I fell on my butt . It was painful,I thought I dislocated a joint and I couldn't stand immediately. People just stared at me without saying anything,just a little help won't kill anyone,I really dislike my fragile self anyway.

   While trying to recover from the pain peter came out of the shop,but this time he wasn't staring at me like the others he saw me and immediately came to my rescue and helped me remove the dust from my trousers,it was a little bit embarrassing,I was nervous,even though I decided to focus on my studies rather than engaging in an erotic relationship his touch still gave me goosebumps.

      And I was frozen,he held my hand,I was staring at his face utterly amazed,how could he be so handsome even with a bushy hair,seeing him on his casual wear was a sight to behold, when he was done I immediately stopped my ungodly thought and thanked him, though only he could hear it because i said it In a low tone, while my head was bent down staring at my feet.

      He asked why I was in the shop, I told him I was looking for a particular woman,it turns out the lady I was looking for is his mother, he offered me a sit while I waited for his mum,the lady who arrogantly yelled at me for no seriously reason, stared at me in disgust and hate,she looks like she was in her early twenties,she was indeed beautiful,I see many beautiful people everyday.

     In 20minutes peters mother arrived,I told her I came to dress my hair,just like my mom directed me,more like a programmed robot, immediately I told her my mom's name,face lit up,she seemed happy,she held my face gently, caressing my chin with her thumb,"you look just like your mother".

     Her voice sounds familiar,and the feeling I got when she touched me,I know I have felt that way but I really don't know where,I felt a little bit emotional I just hugged her,she was taken aback by my actions,but she hugged me as well.

       I felt warm and safe,I never wanted to leave her embrace,seconds later I opened my eyes just to find peter staring at me, out of shock I pulled away from her embrace, what have I just done?.