MasukINTRODUCTIONS ARE MADE
~~XAVIER~~ Leaving the Dean’s office, I walked to the gate and hopped on my motorcycle while calling my mum. She picked on the first ring “Hi sweetie”, she said, putting a smile on my face for the first time today. “Hey ma, I have gotten my housing settled, I’m headed back to work, I’ll call you later alright?”. I cut the call when I heard her say alright. I went back to work under 20 minutes. I’m so glad that I was able to get a job here without stress because God knows we need the extra money. I walked straight to the back of the office, put on my tag and went to tell my boss I was back. ‘Welcome back, Xavier, how come you were so quick? were you able to finish what you wanted to do?’. I told her how everything went and she just laughed and said God is in control. I let her know that I would be going to her house in the evening to collect my things and move into the house on campus. When I saw my acceptance letter into this university, I kept asking myself where I was going to stay because I didn’t know or have anyone here but I guess the universe had its own plan for me. I never thought I would work in an eatery one day, and not just any eatery, the biggest in Tercoma, because I got so used to working in the repair shop with my boss back at home. I clocked out from work by 6pm, so that I could have time to go to my boss’s house to collect my belongings, I didn’t really have much to begin with, I made two trips to the house carried my things in. I guess the secretary was right, it was exactly like a dorm room, there were two beds on each side of the room, two little student wardrobes, a bathroom and a toilet together, and a little student-like kitchen that had cabinets, a two-burner gas cooker and a cute little mini fridge. It looked more comfortable than I thought it would be. I scanned the room and chose the darker part of the room, since I didn’t like the sun reflecting in my face, I arranged my things and settled in, took a shower and slept off. I woke up to hear the rattling of keys in the door, I quickly covered my head with my pillow and pretended to be asleep because I wasn’t ready to converse with anybody this morning. But I guess the universe had other plans because the moment she dropped her bags, I heard footsteps approaching my bed before I felt a hand tapping my back slowly. I grunted like I was just waking up [ meanwhile I had been awake for the past two hours since my body automatically wakes up by 5am], and turned to see a girl who in simple terms looked like a Greek goddess with her green eyes, tanned skin, long lashes, hips that could last for days, tiny feet and pink luscious lips, my eyes found themselves roaming her body until I got back to her face to see her looking at me with an indifferent face. I got up and she stretched her hands out to me with a not-so-kind-smile, “Hi, I’m Rachael, the girl you rudely bumped into yesterday and your new roommate”. I apologised immediately not because I cared but because I knew if I didn’t I was never going to hear the end of it and I didn’t need any extra shit to think of considering what already plagues my mind. ‘I’m Xavier’, I said. She nodded her head and I thought we were done with the introductions but she dipped her hand into her bag and brought out a notepad, then walked towards me and said, “So we need to set some ground rules if you don’t want to end up being killed by me, literally ”, I couldn’t stop the smile that tugged at the side of my mouth as I looked at her tiny barely 5’2ft body. I grunted a response and she took that as her sign to continue. “So, my rules are; no visitors, no late nights, no noise if I’m asleep because I’m a light sleeper, no touching of my belongings without permission, no crossing boundaries, no form of relationship between us and no dirt- I hate dirt”, she said all these in one breath staring up at me, which I found amusing. Then she looked at me realising I hadn’t said anything and raised her eyebrow with her arms crossed. ‘Don’t you have any rules to add?’. I just shrugged my shoulders and turned my head saying ‘No’.” Uhm okay, that’s all I guess, I’ll think about some later on, but for now, these are most important, nice doing business with you”. I huffed and got up to have my bath because now I couldn’t go back to bed even if I tried a million times. I took my shirt off and immediately heard a high-pitched scream and turned to see her tiny hands covering the small frame of her face.~~THIRD PARTY~~~~ALICIA~~Since the blackout, the past few days have been pretty chill, just small talks between me and Xavier, little passing comments that sometimes makes me laugh or just smile. The room has been a comfort zone for me for a while now, which is a lot compared to how things were at the beginning. I get up from my bed, pick up my bag and do one last take round the house to make sure that everything is in order, after feeling satisfied with what I was seeing, I headed out to the library. I greeted the security men at the school gate with a smile on my face and continued walking to the library. I am quickly welcomed by the smell of books and wood as I head to the staff room behind the counter to drop my belongings. I greet Mrs. Pat and began organizing everything that wasn’t in order, I clean the shelves, put the new books that just arrived on the shelf all the while listening to songs on my headphones. When I was done with everything, I went around the l
~~LATE NIGHTS~~ ~~ALICIA~~ The rain starts out slowly. Not the aggressive kind that rattles windows, but the slow steady fall that sounds like fingers tapping gently against glass. Outside, the world feels far away- blurred by darkness and water. Inside the room, the candle remains lit, the little flame dancing weakly every time the wind slips through the cracks of the window frame. I sit cross-legged on my bed feeling shy all of a sudden with my arms wrapped loosely around my body. Xavier leans back against his mattress, seated on the ground, legs stretched out, hands clasped together as though he’s afraid to move them. The power is still out and honestly at this point, I’m not sure we have any hope of seeing light till tomorrow. Secretly, I don’t really want the light to come back now. Weirdly, the candle light softens everything. His sharp edges, his rigid
~~DARKNESS~~ ALICIA It has been about two weeks since Xavier and I spoke, the only thing that happens in this room is just us brushing past each other when we find either of us are in the room. I don’t know where he has been sleeping for the past how many days; all I know is he always comes back looking stressed. Sometimes I even feel a little pity for him until I relay the events surrounding my mug and I feel my spirit flare up all over again like the event just happened. Stepping into the house and meeting it empty doesn’t surprise me because that’s how I have been entering the house for the past two weeks. It’s Wednesday, my off day, I have been outside enjoying the school’s peaceful scenery, taking some pictures, and doing some videos to send to my mum later. I just want to take my bath and sleep; I stopped to get some food when I was on my way back from school. I take off my clothes and step into the bathroom, I’m
~~MISTAKES~~~~ALICIA~~I honestly don’t know how long this understanding with Xavier is going to last, [don’t get me wrong, I know what you guys must be thinking, “he hasn’t done anything wrong, why is this girl thinking so much”], because it takes a second to mess things that are already planned and currently I have trust issues that makes me question any and everything. I am on my way to work since all my classes for today have been cancelled, apparently one of our lecturer’s lost one of his family members, so all the lecturer’s in my faculty decided to pay his family a visit to pay their condolences. I clock in and greet Mrs Pat who was currently stacking books on the shelves, she smiles showing the age behind her pretty face with the wrinkles that line her eyes and blows me a kiss, I do a little display of catching the kiss and put it in my pockets, making both of us laugh. I head to the staff room and pick up my tag, drop my bag on the shelf and say a little praye
WORK ~~ALICIA~~ Well, this class was a complete waste of time, because tell me why the lecturer kept reading a textbook for us, a textbook that we have to buy to pass the course. I guess I’m never attending this class again then, I stepped out of the class and headed straight to work at the library. I greeted Mrs Pat [she insisted I call her that], headed to the back office, dropped my bag on the shelf and pinned my tag on my shirt. Heading to the new books that arrived today, I went to sack them in their respective shelves, ranging from horror to education, to all sorts of topics. When I was done I went behind the counter to input the books into the system, by the time I was done inputting over two-hundred books, I noticed it was already getting dark, I closed up the account for today, which was very easy after Mrs Pat’s surprisingly great teachings. I was about to log out of the system and switch it off when a boy barged in through the doors letting in a gust of wind, “Hi, I am s
LOST ~~XAVIER~~ I returned very late last night, I had to spend as much time as I could with my family because we rarely get to spend much time together for a while now. I took the twins to the mall, bought some toys for them and some important things for myself, before taking the train back home. I have a class by 7am and I am already dressed and ready to go, I mean how dressed can I be other than a shirt and a jean trouser to complete the bad boy look. I don’t know how my department did it but I was added to a group chat with all my 'supposed' course mates. I left the room by 6:55 because the classes are walking distance from the house and I want to use the five minutes I have to look for where my class is being held, since I currently do not know my left from my right in this brand new wonderful school environment (spot the sarcasm) I could have sworn that I had passed this biochemistry block sign at least two times, yet I still couldn’t, find the damn LHA classroom, what did LH







