Eight Days

Chapter One

Day One Tuesday

“Yes that’s what I am talking about, you look so good in this type of dressing style, in fact it fit you so much, it’s like the dress is made for you.”

That is Bisola Friend talking to her. Bisola and her friend who is Tolani were Friend for as long as they can remember, they met when they were in High School, they clicked together since then. But then after High School, they departed after finishing High School. But then, luck decideded to bring them back once again, they met back once again in the same University of Ibadan.

Five years later, they both pass out of the University with flying colour, Bisola Major in Marketing, while Tolani Major in Hotel Management. But it was then that tragedy struck Bisola, her mother died of Cancer. Bisola family forsake her when she needed them the most, in fact she alone buried her mother, none of her mother family is present for the last rite, only herself and few of her friends who loved her were there to buried her mother.

With nowhere else to go to again, and no job to support herself, moreover no family to run to, Tolani decided accommodate her friend in her house, luckily for Tolani, she had an Uncle who linked her up with few job, and she is an Hotel Manager in a very reputable Hotel in the State, thus it is easy for her to have Bisola living with her. Well that was about two years ago.

Meanwhile Bisola look down at her dressing once again, its comprised of a Sky Blue jacket over a black plaited skirt, the skirt is tight fitting that it showed all her curves and body figure, been a Lady who is well endowed in the Breast and Buttock region, the tight fitting skirt only showed all the endowment wrapped under the skirt. After dressing up, Bisola smiled and looked at herself in the standing mirror.

“What about a belt?” Tolani said in a teasing tone. “It will sure finish it off. Oh! It will also make you look sexy that all those guys that come to buy things in your store will sure droll on you and wish to take you to mama at home.” Tolani said finally.

Bisola gasped out in shock hearing Tolani comment, her hand flew up to cover her mouth which was opened up in surprise. Tolani on her own just slumped down on the chair laughing uncontrollably, even tears began to fall from her eyes as a result of too much laughter.

“Bisola; its just a Sales Girl. I don’t even know why you are dressing to kill, it’s not like you are going out to met your Boyfriend parent.” Tolani said finally after laughing to her heart content.

Bisola felt so frustrated after hearing Tolani. “Its my first day in my first work, I am nervous and I don’t want to leave a bad impression on the first day.“ Bisola sat down beside her friend. “You know how long I am jobless and living off you, I am just too nervous and confuse on what cloth to wear. I don’t want to be disqualified because of my dressing.”

Tolani puts her arm around her friend neck. “For crying out loud Bisola, you have the job already, you are not having an interview, even if are going to have an interview, you don't need all this kill dress. Just be neat and official enough, be your best not stretch your limit.”

Bisola and Tolani look at one another once again. And deep down in her heart, Bisola is grateful to have Tolani as her friend.

“I don’t even know what will have become of me if I don’t have you beside me always.” Bisola said and make an appreciative expression.

“Keep making that face, and I might be tempted to marry you by myself.” Tolani said jokingly. “You are just too beautiful.” Tolani said finally.

Bisola bursted to a round of laughter, even Tolani also laughed too amidst laughter, Tolani checked her wristwatch and she picked up her bag, quickly she leave the house behind. Bisola also understand better than asked, she also take off the black skirt, she rummaged  through her wardrobe once again, she found an ash coloured Polo shirt and a blue Levi jeans, and she put them on, she also combed her long hairs back and put it into a bond, then she checked herself out  all over again and noe she felt satisfied.

Finally she looked around for another seconds, and she found what she is searching for, she take the lip gloss and apply it lightly on her lips, she also applied a little powder on her face, then she applied mascara on her eyelids too. Few minute later, she checked herself out again using the standing mirror.

“Good. Now I look perfect.” She said to herself.

Bisola closed her two eyes for a few seconds, then she opened it once again, quickly she rushed out of the house, she closed the door behind her, and then head to the main road to find a Taxi, and luckily for her she get one just in time, she told the Taxi driver her destination, the Taxi driver also nod his head, Bisola entered into the Taxi, and it drove away quickly.

Few minutes later, Bisola alighted in front of a huge complex, after she had paid the Taxi driver his money, she checked her wristwatch and she squeezed her face in disappointment, because despite all her effort not to be late to work on her first day at work, yet she was twenty minute late, the time reads 8:20am, and she was to resumed at work by 8:00am. 

Despite the disappointment and awkwardness, she proceeded forward towards the Complex.

Finally she is standing opposite the building that house God's Grace Supermarket, gently she proceeded into the Supermarket, her employer saw her coming in, the woman who happened to be in her late fifties, she point to her wristwatch when she saw Bisola standing before her. 

Bisola can only groan, she lower her head and apologized. “I am sorry ma’am, I got caught up in traffic.” Bisola stammered, she finally lifts up her head to balance with her employer. “I promise it won’t happen again.”

“You knows very well that punctuality is very paramount in this job of ours.” The woman said in a cold and flat tone.

“I am Sorry Mrs Kike, like I said before hand, it will never happen again.” Bisola said in an apology tone.

Bisola lower her head once again, but she can feel Mrs Kike gaze on her which moved from her head to toes, its like the woman is trying to examine her out. Bisola fidget and takes a step backward, but then she banged into the table behind her and she almost fall down. 

But then before Bisola lossed all her prestige Mrs Kike hand quickly shot forward and steady Bisola back to her balance before she fall down.

“Thank you Ma’am.” Bisola said apologetically.

“I really wish your days get better today.” Mrs Kike said, but this time, her tone was soft, unlike when she reprimanded her for coming late, finally she sat back.

“I really hope so too Ma’am.” Bisola said happily, she is glad because she knew that she is forgiven for today.

“Alright sit down, and let me brief you about your work.” Mrs Kike said, she bring out a folder and placed it on the table.

Bisola nod her head and she also sits down opposite Mrs Kike, she listen attentively as Mrs Kike begins to instruct her and guide her on her job as a sales girl for the Supermarket. Bisola is quite familiar with few things about been a sales girl, but Bisola is always the girl who always gives room for more knowledge for herself.