Chapter Three (3)

Korede's POV

Wow, today is the day. It's Saturday. My flight or our flight rather, leaves by twelve noon today.

"Korede!" I hear my mother call

"Yes" I call back. I quickly rush downstairs.

"Food is ready, come and eat." She said

"What's for breakfast?" I ask

"Chips and egg with Ketchup" she said

"Cool" I said

I sit down and my mom puts my food in front of me. Even with all my protest she still treats me like a little boy.

"So what are you going to do today? Before time I mean" my mom asked me.

"Nothing, just hang around the house" I tell her

Just as I was eating, there was a knock on the door. I stand up and go to see who it was. It was Di'ja. What bad luck. I am still in pajamas.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked.

"Nothing, just wanted to see if you can go for a walk before your flight?" She said

"Okay, just give me some time to take a bath and change" I tell her

"Imagine, you haven't brushed and you are eating. This boy ehn" she said and laughed, I laughed with her to

"Abegi" I say an walk away to my room to change.

I take me bath, brush my teeth and get dressed.

I always take a picture before leaving the house.

After about ten minutes of getting ready, I go downstairs.

"Hey, are you ready?" I asked Di'ja, who was with Ezra most definitely on their flirt session again.

"Yes, I am."

We were taking a walk on the beach

"So, you are all packed to go eh??" Di'ja asked

"Yes o" I said

"Take care of yourself when you go and get yourself a girlfriend" she said "don't let one heartbreak, get you out of the dating stuff" she said

"I have heard you" I said while laughing at her.

"And call me everyday, tell Ezra and Jas too" she said

"Okay, I will tell them."

"I am really gonna miss you guys" she said

"Me too" I replied and hugged her.

"Take care of yourself here too" I tell her

"Hey, that is my line" she said while laughing

"I know. I stole it." I said and laughed.

We talked for an hour and I dropped her off at home.

It was 11: 25pm when I got home. Ibrahim the gateman had already put the things in the car. We need to be early so we don't miss out flight.

Wow, this is it. I leave my home.

"Are you ready?" My dad asked me

"Sure" I said

"Are you okay?" Jasmine asked me

"I'll be fine" I replied

"Okay then, let's go then little man" Ezra said, and put my head under his arms.

I hate it when he does that, his deodorant is so strong.

The ride to the airport was slow and quiet.

When we got there, it was 10 minutes to twelve.

Through out the wait for our flight to be called, I felt anxious as though I would run and hide so I wouldn't have to go.

"Quit being a baby! Korede Bello"

My conscience is really starting on me today, but true. I need to stop being a baby.

Finally the wait was over and then, we heard the call. Whew! Okay, I am ready after ten minutes of self talk I am ready.

"Are you gonna be okay K-man" Ezra asked me

"Yeah, I will get use to the change in no time" I tell him and smiled.

We got there finally after like two stops I don't even know how many hours we flew but we're here now.

We were in New York. In front of a big house, I mean our house in Lagos was large but this is huge.

"Home sweet home" my dad says

"Whoa, that's... Whoa" Ezra says

"Yeah, it's huge" I comment

"You see that's the great thing about this job, houses are grand and the company pays for it." My dad says and smiles

Okay, maybe living in the U.S is not that bad.

"This job must pay a lot!" Jasmine says.

"It does!" My dad said. "Okay, we'd better check the inside" he added.

The inside was awesome, it had good furnishings and it was six bedrooms.

"So which one is my room" I asked

"It's your pick"

"Oh boy, this house no get part two o!" Ezra said.

"I have found my room!" I heard Jasmine scream from the stairs, just like her to look to get the best one.

After going through the rooms, I found the perfect one. It was navy blue and had a bathroom and closet in it.

I unpacked all my things, I had a few Michael Jackson poster. He's my role model. People even say we look alike.

I was unpacking and arranging for two hours. Finally I was done. My room looked good.

But there was some thing more beautiful about my room; I looked outside the window and saw a very beautiful girl. She was just absolutely gorgeous. I know I shouldn't be staring but I couldn't help myself.

But then worst she saw me staring, and I thought to myself, oh no she's seen me! And I thought she'd freak out, but instead she waved at me and I waved back. Even her smile is gorgeous.

I realized I had been waving still and so I quickly put my hand down. And she was laughing, I laughed too.

Now, I think I am really gonna like it here. Things are looking good. Or so I thought...