Okechukwu was not expecting to see Lanre at the eatery. So merely hearing her name had gotten him on the edge. He looked the direction where she was seated lazily. She just waved at them with a smile on her face. She did not tell him that she was back. He wanted to confront her, but not in front of the lady he had brought with him.
Okechukwu’s eyes never left Lanre. He would stare at her from time to time. Lanre as he has always known, was always a hard nut. She was the worst kind of puzzle anyone would want to solve. So he was stupefied when he told her that he wanted to see her. He had asked her out and she accepted. He was so happy to have finally gotten her attention, but she did not make it. Although she said there was an emergency that needed her to travel, he still felt she had stood him up on purpose. She did not reply his messages on WhatsApp. And he was sure she does not have his number saved up because he had never seen her status update.
Still, Okechukwu hoped that he gets her again. He can’t lose his last chance at getting her. He started to consider dumping the girl with him for Lanre at that point. But if he did it like that, he may end up not getting any of the ladies. He decided to use another method. “What do you say we sit on the same table as Lanre since we all are course mates”. Okechukwu asked the girl. She immediately agreed.
Wow! He did not expect it to turn out well that easily. They both went to join Lanre on her table. She lifted her eyes and stared at them questioningly. “Lanre! I’m Monica, your course mate. I really like your style babe!” Monica the girl that had come with Okechukwu said to Lanre stretching her hand out to Lanre expecting a hand shake. Lanre looked around and then she looked at the girl.
“My style is not a contagious disease that you can contract by shaking my hand”. Lanre said to Monica bringing down Monica’s mood immediately. Monica had a frown on her face. She then turned to look at Okechukwu. She hoped he does not see her as an embarrassment.
“My boyfriend said we should join you on the same table since we all know each other”. Monica said to Lanre. Lanre told her that she did not know her and she had not seen her once. The lady asked Lanre how she could say that. She told Lanre that she was always attenting every lecture from their first year to there final year.
“No wonder I do not know you! Please how many times did you see me in all those classes you attended?”. Monica just stared. She did not know how to reply Lanre.
The waiter came with Lanre’s food. She asked him to pack it up for her.