...There was a moment of silence between us. After a while I broke it, "Okay, so Mr.Crazy, what makes you think that if you break up with Chiamaka, I'll date you?"

"You feel the same way about me", he said inching closer.

"What?" I asked my heart rate accelerating. 

"Don't you?" He asked. My breathing increased. His face was now less than an inch from mine. 

He tilted my head up a bit and I drew in a breath knowing what was coming.

Before I could properly process my next line of action, he crashed his lips against mine. 

I shut my eyes at the feel of his lips against mine. I tried to steady my breath as my heart raced in my chest. I felt the urge to kiss back, and somehow, it felt right at that point...

****

When Chiamaka became friends with Alya, the last thing she expected was for her boyfriend, Ifeanyi, to rekindle the suppressed feelings he once had for her new best friend.

Alya, a pessimist in the making, who lacks interest in a majority of things happening around her never expected her last year in highschool to be any different from the rest of her years in school. In simple words, she expected NOTHING to happen. But life doesn't always work out as planned as she has to deal with a terrible slip of a long time secret, a crazy best friend and a crush she's not so sure of coupled with a sudden uninvited guest. Could she have been wrong to imagine her final year in highschool passing JUST LIKE THAT.

One Rocky Term

Just as her lips touched mine I heard a sound. We pulled apart as I picked up my phone. I heard her mutter, "Why did you even leave your phone on". I ignored her and glanced at the phone screen. The contact name displayed: Miss Majesty. 


"Reject the call already!" She demanded in a whiny voice. 


"Not happening", I said as I answered the call. 


"Hey. How are you?" I asked on answering the call. 


"Are you busy now cause I need you to pick me up", Alya said ignoring my greeting, the girl would never change. 


"Tell me how you are or at least ask how I am doing?" 


"I really don't care. I just need you to pick me up." 


"Ouch! That hurt. You couldn't just pretend that you cared?" 


"Fine! How are you my lovely friend?" She asked. I could already imagine the look on her face. 


"Hearing your voice has made my day", I joked. 


"Wow. Thanks. Now, fucking COME PICK ME UP! I HAVE EXAMS TO WRITE!" She yelled. 


I moved the phone from my ear wincing slightly. 
