#3

“Who is your friend?... dad” I asked, trying to stir up some trouble. She walked up to me and stretched a hand out for a hand shake.” You look so much like your dad. how cute you are. I’m sure you are breaking a lot of girls’ hearts”
I didn’t respond to her. I wanted to make sure they knew that I knew what’s the weather doing “She is an associate of the company you should say hi ” “Hi, my name is Russia,
I heard You are James. Your dad has said so much about you” She smiled and as an attempt to stretch her hand for a hand shake. I responded with a sloppy reply.
“Nice... to meet you”
“ Let's be on our way now” my father rushes her out of the house to leave before I start suspecting anything. I felt so angry inside but I couldn't show it. I went to my room that day crying throughout till I slept. It's because my mother went on a trip. He had the chance to do this.
My mom is the type of mother that makes sure everything is right with the family before she thinks about herself. She had sacrificed a lot just for her family in most situations.
She once had an opportunity to be in the position of the director of a hospital but she turned it down because she wanted to have enough time with her child till l was old enough.
She finally went back to her career when I had gotten into highschool. She ended up having me as her only child. She said she would have wanted more children but she ended up with only me.
Doctors said to her that her womb could only take one pregnancy. She was so disappointed. I guess it would be nice to have a young sibling to tell all my problems to. And would understand what I was facing being a Hoodwink.


Mum reaches to the cooker. She had cooked my favorite palazzo rice and curried chicken. I rushed to the dining table as food was already set for me. It was a meal made for a king.
I thought to myself I am going to miss my mom's cooking while I am in college. I thought to myself , how would I survive without my mum’s cooking? It weighed heavily on me.
I laugh because I planned to sneak into the house during the weekends when no one is around. “I would have to tip the butler though” I smiled saying to myself. As all these sketchy thoughts were running through my head, mum came closer to me. She lightly tapped my shoulder “get done with your food already James”.
“I am just in the middle of it” trying to waste time on the chicken and enjoy every bite. She looks at me with a stern look. I could imagine a stopwatch in her head trying to count down the time for me to get done with the meal and go.

With time running out on me, I quickly jet through the exit door then into the car. Mum yells “ Hope you ain’t forgetting anything? I don’t want you to have to come back saying you forgot anything. Be very sure before you leave ”.
As the driver starts the car and drives off to the college of lake county, on the way I ponder on the new experiences I am yet to face and new people I am yet to meet, if they will be nice, accommodating or would I have to avoid them if they are trouble.
I struggled with connecting with new people and I knew it. “ New school, New life, New James” I tried to encourage myself with those words. Maybe they can push me through as I start a new life.
How will my relationship with my other classmates be? I would try not to be the quiet one in class , at the same time I don’t want to seem attention seeking and be known as a nuisance. “I have to find balance and make them like me,” I said, staring out the car window.
I hoped to meet the girl of my dreams in college and have many fun experiences. Have a lot of sexual experiences and live to the fullest of my youth and get as much on my bucket list ticked.

“Let’s get this party started” screaming from the back of the car. I leaned forward from the backseat to the radio and started playing my favorite hip-hop jams to get me in a happy mood.
All these thoughts were going through my mind like a storm that I had no control over. My family decided to let me stay on campus in the dorms since the school was quite far from home and they didn't want me to go through the stress of having to meet up with early classes.
And they wanted me to grow out of my comfort zone. I hated this cause all I would have loved to do was after I am back from college run to my room , be locked in all there and play video games till the end of the day or till my mother calls us for dinner.
Arriving at the entrance to the college grounds, you can see people sitting on the school lawn, reading, laughing, commuting, and some just going about their businesses.
I was intrigued by how people so easily expressed themselves and dressed to suit their personalities. I was greeted with a school guide that gave a group of us our orientation on school activities and places necessary to know.
As the tour guide talks, I marvel at the sight of the hallway, So grand with an open floor plan adorned with glass ceilings and vegetation. I could sense the prestige speaking through walls and every corner.
I could not stop noticing that college girls were so pretty and intimidating. I saw girls wearing the shortest of dresses than I was used to. I could have sworn if a wind blew it would reveal what would not seem to be a secret.
Maybe it’s the Christian boy in me judging. But it was a sight to see because I was fixated on so many beautiful ladies I saw at every minute. It was like as if a child was dumped in a pull of sweets

In the group I was in, I couldn’t stop staring at a young lady about half my height, purple-colored hair with a fair pale complexion broad shoulders which compensated for her large bursts. Our eyes crossed, I immediately looked away. At this point, our eyes had met three times in the past minutes.
While being distracted by all the new rush of information passing through my eyes to the doors of my brain, I tripped over a young man and spilled his drink on him. He looked so pissed that he could punch me cause the shirt he wore was a white and it seemed like he had spent a lot on it.
As I was about to receive his fists to my face, she quickly walked up to him and held him from declaring war on my face. She walks up beside me and says “ hey saw you staring at me, did you lose something”.
My eyes looked at the floor and words were frozen in my mouth. I couldn’t explain to this intimidating lady why I was fixated and intrigued by her. I move away to the end of the group to avoid making further contact with a weird smile leaving her confused.