Three

THE PREACHER'S SON ✝

Richee Jay✍🏽✍🏽

Episode Three

Maurice walked out of the tailor's office already in his uniform.

I was drooling over his cuteness, as his blazer hugged his body perfectly. I didn't notice he was calling my name.

"Hey, Victor!" He called, snapping his fingers on my face.

"Huh!" I answered, getting a grip of myself.

Maurice smiled slightly.

Did he notice I was staring too much?

"Let's go!" I said, picking up my bossy attitude.

"Where to?" Maurice asked, trailing behind me and trying to catch up with my pace.

"How about you STFU and follow me." I said rudely.

I never meant to be bossy or rude, but I was uncomfortable about the fact that I was drooling over him.

The next stop was my crib. Basically, our crib, since I'll be sharing the room with him.

I pulled out a spare key and handed it over to him.

His stuff had been kept outside already by the security personnel.

"You can put your things inside and since school hours is almost over for today, you can stay in." I said and turned to leave.

"You ain't staying?" Maurice asked.

"Unlike you, I have responsibilities to get back to." I replied, rudely again and Maurice swallowed up the next words he was about to say.

"And...... Don't touch my stuff." I warned, leaving him finally.

* * *

"Victor! Wake up!" Mum said, shaking me out of my slumber.

I had fallen asleep again, and we were already home.

I sighed deeply, hoping these past memories would stop replaying in my dreams.

"We'll be leaving for a meeting by 7am tomorrow and we'll be back by 6pm in case you don't meet us tomorrow morning." Dad said when we got into the house.

My phone had been vibrating, and since I was now in the comfort of my room, I pulled it out, and it was not a number i recognize.

I picked up reluctantly.

"Hello!" Came a masculine voice from my speaker.

"Hello! Please, who's this?" I asked politely.

"It's Morgan. Sorry, I got your number from the church register since I couldn't speak to you earlier."

"Ohhh! Oh.....Kay." I stuttered, since it was Morgan, calling me unexpectedly.

"I heard you have a piano at home. I was hoping if I could come over tomorrow for some vocal stuff." Morgan asked.

"Sure! You can." I replied, remembering my parents will be out tomorrow. Not that it was a big deal if they met Morgan at home though.

"Okay, thanks man." Morgan said, hanging up.

I dropped my phone, smiling s t u p i d l y......

© Richee