Adam came to visit

DianaIt's been three days, fifteen hours, and thirty-three minutes since my elderly neighbour, Nancy's grandson arrived. Ever since I saw him get off his black Harley Davison motorcycle, I knew I was in trouble from the way my heart began to beat faster than a theatrical drum, pounding during suspense. The moment he freed his beautiful blond hair from the helmet, I felt this great need to pack my things and move into his cool black helmet. Unfortunately, that was not an option. My point is, I was so attracted to him immediately I laid my eyes on him in ways I had never felt towards all the boys I had crushed on since I began to have such fleeting feelings. It was quite disconcerting, but I couldn't find it in me to care. Unlike me, my cousin Flavia had gone to introduce herself to him the same day she saw him. I also wished I could have been just as bold to follow her example, but the saying "a leopard can't change its spot" rang true in my case. I just couldn't muster enough coura

DianaIt was exactly three days since Jane gave me the information I needed to push Adam out of my mind. I had been mildly successful at best, but I was happy about it. Since it was the weekend, I decided to invite Martin over to do some of my work with me as I was swamped with a lot of it. Martin gladly offered himself, telling me that he wouldn't mind dropping all he had to do to come over. My response was an exaggerated eye roll. Immediately after I finished the call, I heard the doorbell ring and was on my way to check who it was, when I heard the footfalls of the only person in the house at this time apart from me. Soon, the voices of Flavia's friends filled the whole ground floor as they excitedly greeted each other. I didn't think anything of it, till suddenly I heard them in the back yard, instead of going out the front door as I expected. I went to take a peek and I saw them getting out of their clothes and wearing matching bikini tops and pants. It took all the power I had

DianaSo, it suddenly dawned on me that I never explained what happened between Adam and me which made me act crazy. Silly me! Ever since that boy arrived, my head has not been set straight. Let me take you back to the previous night.I was alone, not because there was no event to attend but because I refused to attend any. It wasn't like I was directly invited, I just had friends that were way cooler than I was. So, I was alone, out of choice, licking a bowl of ice cream–not to drown my social life sorrow– because it was my favourite thing to do alone. My eyes were glued to the stupid reality tv show I got hooked on thanks to my aunt. An emergency came up at work, so she ordered me to save the show for her so she could watch it later. With that plan arranged, I was surprised when she rushed into the house like a mad woman, her hair in disarray as she dropped her purse and things and sped into the living room like her life depended on it. I was waving my welcome when she yanked the

DianaThe highlight of school for me had been when my cousin broke up with the dork she began dating against aunt Lucia's advice. The thing was, after my aunt's husband left her four years ago, Flavia changed from the slightly spoiled child she was to a rebellious teenager whose sole intention was to frustrate my aunt. I knew aunt Lucia would be ecstatic because she never liked Vance for her daughter, so I was excited to give her the news because I knew Flavia wouldn't bother doing it, leaving her to assume she was still dating him. As Martin drove me back home–Jane couldn't because her mother asked her to go get her brother from his school– he kept tapping the skin of his wheels with his index, a shit-eating grin on his face. I used the moment to study his features, taking in his brown hair which was sticking out in all directions, his blue eyes, large puppy ears and wide nose plus the small scar above his upper lip. He had the potential to be good-looking if he would just dump that

DianaAdam and Nancy arrived with me still upstairs, hurriedly drying my hair after having to wash it to get rid of the fish smell no thanks to my food fight with my aunt. When I was done with my clothes, I quickly moved to pack my hair but I couldn't find the hair band I dropped on my table, which struck me as weird. I tried to look for it around the table but my search turned up empty. A growl escaped my lips when my aunt called loudly from below for me to come down. Sighing defeatedly, I let my brown hair fall to its full length, coated my lips with a gloss and walked out in a t-shirt and blue faded jeans.I paused, almost taking the wrong step when I saw they were waiting for me in the narrow corridor that was directly in front of the stairs. I focused my eyes on Nancy and a genuine smile crossed my face. She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into her. Her familiar scent of cakes and creams enveloped me and I melted into her warm embrace. “I missed you, Kiddo.” She said in