Her Other Half

Chapter Five

Gideon nodded. He didn't have anything to do after all. If he returned home, he would do the same. Play basketball since football isn't fun when your alone. "I will just get my kit from the car."

The couch told him about his players as the walked to the pitch. He praised them alot and Gideon was eager to meet them especially the Noel guy he couldn't stop talking about.

Noel and his friends were sitting on the bleachers, talking and other boys were trying their skills on the court. The netball team was also on the left side of the pitch. They were playing as they too waited for their trainer.

Odrah saw Gideon walking with the football coach. They going to the other side of the pitch. She was intrigued by his appearance, the way he was walking so elegantly. His dreadlocks were pushed behind, making his face visible. He looked gorgeous. She gestured Annabelle to look at him. They both stared until he was covered by other boys when came around the couch and him. "I think his perfect for Yve." Annabelle said.

"Me too." Odrah seconded.

"Good evening boys." the couch said

"Good evening couch." they replied.

"We are going to begin our rehearsals. Gideon here will be joining the team." Everyone's eyes were on Gideon. "His a good forward." the couch continued. "Just like you Noel."

That was established. Everyone on the team knew he was the reason as to why they always won matches. It was because of his incredible skills. Actually the whole school knew.

So this was the Noel guy. He looked like the same guy who had gone with Yve after the lesson. And the way he looked scornfully at him proved that it was him. Oh! This was going to be a long practice.

Noel didn't like this Gideon guy at all. From the moment he saw him. Now they were going to be teammates. Couldn't he be any less misfortuned.

"Ok, lets practice begin." the coach said and clapped his hands while blowing a whistle and they all got in position.

Odrah enthusiastic about telling Yve of the boy she had seen. For some reason, the first person she thought of on seeing him was Yve. They were looked perfect for each other. Maybe she should go by Wandera Designs but then she remembered she had plans with Mwesigwa.

"Focus Odrah." Nandera shouted for the fifth time. Chiz! couldn't she loosen up alittle..... Always acting like a strict grandma..... Holy crap! Nandera, a grandma.

Putting his feelings aside, Noel admitted to himself that Gideon was good. The combination of both of them was spectacular. Gideon peeled off defenders and ran into the space via the blind side of them, receiving the goal in good scoring positions. He also created scoring chances for him which he used profoundly.

"Your were good back at the pitch." one of the team members said to Gideon as they walked to the changing room. Noel to was on his way there, though Gideon was a few steps in front of him. Nevertheless, he was able to hear what the boy said. He and added onto his statement. In an attempt to loosen the air around them. Maybe his perspective of Gideon would change if they got to talk.

"His right Gideon. You were good."

"Yah, I am." Gideon smirked.

Ok, this wasn't going at thought. "Yah." Noel sneered. Their was ridicule in his tone.

The black ring on Mugisha's finger reminded her of Gideon's. Though it didn't have the heart symbol, just two white lines. He had atleast caressed it every minute. She wanted to know why he was drawn to it. Why he was attached to it? But then again, she literally knew nothing about him. Maybe she was over thinking. They had just met today. Knowing someone takes time. But the thing she felt for him. The moment she set her eyes on him. She couldn't express it in words. The way he had looked at her. The way she had found the glee in his voice. Something inside her related to him and she knew the feeling was very true. She loved him. Finally she admitted to herself. That was too quick but— it had happened. She didn't want to deny it.

She dreamt about him that night. She was standing on a bridge. Relaxed at it's midpoint, remaining in an extended moment. Hearing the water play. A giggle that cascaded the night. He had come up to her and held her. Hugging her tightly and she was lost in his affection. But– then, a gust of wind blew in her face and– he was gone— nowhere to be seen anymore. Her eyes shot open.

And she was faced with the new day. Ever the same and ever evolving– the embodiment of the moment and the eternal entwined. She sat up and stretched her hands as she yawned. She pulled the sheets off of her. And walked to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. She felt relaxed just like how she looked. Her tight curls now pressed to her head and her lips chapped. It was a relaxed mess of a head. But— the dream. It was good at the beginning but she couldn't comprehend the end. She wasn't a person who believed in dreams so she shrugged it off. She didn't want any stress early in the morning yet she had a long and challenging day to face.

After showering and wearing her uniform. A light green skirt that was tight around her and stopped above her knees. One that her father disapproved. "You can't dress like that to go to school dear." he had said on the first day of that school term.

"Good day Dad." she had replied not wanting to listen to his lecture. she had breakfast with her parents and then left for school. Tuesday was a tightly scheduled on her side. She had lesson after lesson and only got breaks during recess and lunch. Her lessons that day pulled until five.

Her first class was ICT. She shared it with Odrah. Odrah told her about her date with Mwesigwa. They ended up staying at her home after going for a walk. He had stayed for dinner with her parents and sibling. Then they watched a movie but her parents went to bed minutes into the movie. Her sister had stayed around for sometime until Odrah got irritated and asked her to leave. But her sis was a hard nut to c***k. "Am not yet sleepy." her sister had replied flatly. Odrah had wanted to drag her up the stairs into her room but Mwesigwa saved her the trouble.

He whispered something into her sister's eyes and she just nodded and left. Odrah didn't care to ask what he had told her. The only thing that mattered was they had gotten their privacy. Her c**t had swelled the moment she had seen him.

Her mouth went on his, kissing in slow and hard. Telling him what she wanted in unspoken words. He pulled her hips and she straddled his lap. Her one hand cupped his cheek and the other yanked down the zip of his pants. He slightly pulled off the couch to let her push the pants and his boxershorts down.

He then handed her the foil paper. Knowing how much she loved putting it on him herself. She tore it with her teeth and arranged it on his length. He groaned when she caught him with her palm. The sound was erotic. She squeezed him gently. His kiss turned fierce. She rubbed him against her wet sense not quite being in contact due to her lingerie. But it shuddered her. She set them aside wanting to feel him on her. She growled, teasing their s*x.

How agonizing!

She moved from his lap. And he frowned. But then he saw why. After removing the pant, she was back on him. His hands slid over her bare back as she inserted him in her and their moans came in unison. She tried to suppress her moans for fear that someone in the house would hear as she rode him. Her eyes locked on his. He was more handsome when aroused and sweaty. With a swift motion, he changed their position without moving from inside her and then thrusted harder in her. She let out a loud moan and he placed his hand on her lips telling her to keep it down.

She looked at him as the o****m exploded in him, trembling all over. But he stayed in her thrusting until she also came.

Noel noticed the dreadlocked boy sitting in the middle seat of the last column. He sneered. So they had another subject in common. "Good morning Gideon." he said.

"Morning." he replied without giving him much attention. He was so full of himself. Noel took the seat behind him.

Time ticked by so quickly. Or was it because Yve was preoccupied. After her second lesson, recess had come by but she stayed in the library completing an assignment. Most people hate Monday but her worst day was Tuesday. A long and tight day with lesson after lesson.

Yve looked around the cafeteria for Gideon as she and her friends walked walked with their trays to the dinning table. But she couldn't see him. She hadn't seen him since she arrived. Hadn't he come today? Lunch was filled with pleasant conversation with her friends. Though she still looked around again. Hoping to see Gideon but she didn't. It's was so frustrating. Maybe she should just wait for History lesson. It was her last after all.

After lunch she went in for her second last lesson and was more glad when it ended. Finally it was History. She would find out if he was around. He was the only one on her mind when she entered the classroom. A smile lit her face on seeing him. Oh my! He looked more beautiful than yesterday. His dreadlocks fell to one side of his face. Revealing his high pitched cheekbones and chiseled jawline. As if feeling her gaze, his eyes moved from his phone onto her. Nothing remained as his magical eyes looked at her. But then Nandera broke the moment.

"Hi Gideon." she said as she climbed into Yve's usual seat.

"The seat is taken Nandera." he said surprising both of them.

"Huh!" She looked at Yve who was still standing a few steps away from them and back at Gideon. "By who?"

"Yve." Oh my! He still remembered her name.

"Am sure she can find another one." She looked at Yve. "Right?" Of course that is what Nandera would say.

"Yah, I'll take another. Don't worry." She didn't want any wrangle just because of a seat. She found an empty seat in the middle column and sat there with a sigh. "Is there room for one more." she heard a familiar voice.

"Noel!" she exclaimed. "Yah sure." She replied his question. He sat next to her. Yve was more attentive during the lesson and had almost forgotten about Gideon and Nandera.

It was Gideon's turn to stare. He wondered if Noel was some kind of boyfriend to Yve. He had wanted to ask her. Maybe after the lesson. He had wanted to talk to her during recess but she was nowhere to be found. He thought she hadn't come. If only she knew how happy he was when he saw her.

The siren was sounded as the teacher concluded. Finally, she was going to go home and sleep the whole evening. All these freakin lessons had exhausted her. Good thing she didn't have any after class activities in term one. But if it were the third term, how would she have coped with the rehearsals and this kind of tiredness. "Anything special you are going to do this afternoon?" Noel asked her.

"No, am just going home. Am tired." She replied as she placed her books in the bag. Gideon was still observing them and when she locked her bag and looked up at Noel, she saw his gaze in the corner of her eye. She looked back at him for a mini-second and then focused back on Noel. Why was Gideon looking at them maliciously? Was he jealous. She laughed inwardly– Like he would.

"Ok, I will just see you tomorrow then." Noel said and walked off.

Yve too got her bag and walked out of the classroom. But Gideon followed her. "Come with me." he said before grabbing her hand quickly and leading her into an empty room. He locked the door and then came up to her. Things were happening so fast.