The Return

"You couldn't have forgotten me..." he stared blankly. "right, Ayo" I silently hoped that my forever and ever best friend would not forget me. I left for just 5 years, actually 4 years 8 months and 25 days, not like anyone was counting.    Or was I really as fat as ugly as I was told by the girls back in Abuja? Ayo had always told me that I was like tea, the sweetest thing ever, the fairest of all and literally the most beautiful thing to exist and I would blush, as far as my dark skin could, and we were just friends.    Ayo was sitting there in all his glory, Aloha shirt that wasn't buttoned, white Nike sweatshorts and sunshades on his hairline. His hair was in waves that reached his neck and the black colour glistened in what looked like oil. Oh, to run my hands through that.   "...Feyi," I snapped as I heard my name being called. Ayo's gaze was on mine as mine were on his. I blushed again, he definitely noti

I spent the next two weeks visiting my family members in Lagos and have Ayo drive us around town. I stayed 3 days over at my uncle’s house and played PlayStation and GTA with my cousins all day and lived off pizza and greasy food. I also took some of their clothes when I was leaving and they called to playfully yell at me after I had left that I emptied their wardrobes and I just laughed.    I visited my favourite places in town like the ice cream store, an amusement park, the haunted house, the cinemas and lots and lots of street food restaurants because I couldn’t eat some of my favourite dishes when I was away at school.   We had also visited the Lekki Conservation Centre. The monkeys were really naughty and tried to swipe at my water when I was drinking it. I took lots of pictures of the birds and the vegetation and I had another monkey that tried to snatch my camera from my neck. Ayo chuckled and laughed loudly while I scowled. He

His eyes shot towards mine and his lips parted in shock. "You do?"    Of course I do. I have since forever, I mean it's been so long that I can't remember. How come you didn't even realize? Or did you just hide it from me? You just pretended that you didn't know right...gosh Ayo. "Yes." I nodded my head bashfully.    "You know I kind of thought that you did?" He raised a brow.   "How?" I furrowed my brows and crossed my arms across my chest.    "Let's play a game. Not exactly a game, just truth."   "Truth?"    "Like truth or dare, just truth." He explained and it immediately clicked.   I nodded. "Alright then. You go first." I buried myself under my blankets and only peeked out a bit from the top.    "Why don't you go first, ladies first." He smiled cheekily.   I shook my

“Stop staring at me!” I huffed and narrowed my eyes. “You shouldn’t even be here,” I added in a grumble. My room was in a great and beautiful mess, by that I mean hopelessly scattered. My clothes were strewn around in my frenzy searching for a good outfit and as usual, I picked out one dress or skirt to a ratio of 5 shorts and sweatpants. I hate to say this as much as I hate math but I do not have clothes, or so my mum says. I had been searching for one hour and even a dose of happy songs blasting from my speakers did not remove the scowl etched unto my face. I was pissed and had roughly 10 minutes to get into an outfit and take another shower because there wasn’t electricity in the whole of this country and I was sweating buckets. I blame Eko electricity for my dilemma because I’d have an outfit if not for their interest in toying with electricity. I mean, have you ever been to