Chapter3
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I was almost done cooking, I just needed the sauce to cook a bit longer. I fetched my phone to call Ria on facetime, she answered the call almost immediately as if she was actually waiting for my call.
“Hey Ria!” I shouted.
“Hey girl. How's college?” She asked.
“College is so good”
“I'm glad to see you bounce back after four years”
“Forget that. I don't want to talk about that now. The past in the past”
“Sure. So…. I hope college ain't over working you”
“Come on. The work is really easy.”
“Probably because you've been there before”
“Yeah” I said sadly as the memories from 4 years rushed into my mind again.
“So umm….. How's Aria?”I added.
“She's good.”Then Damien showed up behind me, “gurrrrl, is that your boyfriend?” She asked in her usual British accent since she was black.
“No, shut the f**k-”
Damien interrupted by saying hi.
“Damn gurll, he's hot”
“Shut up, Ria. Give the phone to my sister”
“Not until you introduce your boyfriend to me”
“f**k you. His name is Damien, satisfied?”
“Yeah. Hey, Damien, I'm Rihanna. Ria for short!” She shouted.
“Nice to meet you” Damien said.
“Now give the phone to my sister”
She gave the phone to Aria.
“Hey” Aria greeted like the teenager she was.
“Sup”
“I'm good, you?”
“Same”
“So, how's high school?”
“Great. Just been getting into detentions lately”
“Why?”
“Late coming”
“What? What did I tell you about going to school early?”
“I'm sorry. Just chores and tiredness”
“What's tiring you?”
“I have a job. As a waitress.”
“What?”
“Yeah. I'm 16 and I gotta be independent. Hellooo, I'm a girl, with no family to look over me around. I need to not look cheap to those broke ass niggas in high school”
I thought about it for a second, “makes sense”
“Guess who missed my birthday?” She said,
“Who?”
“You!!”
“What?!!”, I remembered the date, “f**k!! I’m sorry”
“I just told you I'm 16 and you didn't even realize”
“How can I make it up to you?”
I went to turn off the stove after my sauce was done.
“Money,” She said.
“Come on. I don't have a job yet”
“Then forget it”
“I'll make it up to you when I can. I promise. Money right?”
“Yeah”
“I promise. When I get a job, probably tutoring, I won't forget”
“Hmm…okay”
“Yeah. Bye, gotta go”
“Love you”
“Love you too”
I ended the call.
I couldn't believe I forgot my own sister's birthday.
“Was that your sister?” Damien asked.
“Yeah”
“She's cute”
“Yeah. I know right. Like her sister”
He laughed, “yeah, yeah”.
We both cleaned the kitchen according to the rules: clean after use.
I packed the spaghetti and sauce in a disposable plate and went to my dorm after giving Damien my number to text me tomorrow whenever he was ready.
I knew I was risking it, but he seemed like he was different from the other wealthy mother fuckers. He was humble and I guess that's why everyone in the campus and dermatology department loved him.
Throughout the day, all I did was study after eating breakfast. Then I finally decided to clean my room but first go on social media for a bit. That was when I noticed Damien's text.
Damien: what did Ria mean by you've been there before? How have you been here before?
I had to lie in a way he wouldn't notice.
Me:no.
Damien: But you said yeah.
Me: I don't want to talk about this now.
Damien: if you say so, but I hope you know you'll still get to talk about it sooner or later.
Me: maybe, maybe not.
Damien: We'll find out.
Me: yeah. Well, I have to clean my dorm now. Bye.
Damien: Sure, bye.
I cleaned my dorm and studied. It was 7pm when I finished studying, so I ate the leftover spaghetti and sauce before going to bed.
My phone beeped aloud as I groaned. My hand flew to the nightstand to grab my phone. I answered the call without checking who it was.
“Hey” I said while holding the phone up on my chest, my eyes still closed.
“Hey” I heard Damien say.
I dug my head further into the pillows.
“Sup” I groaned.
“I'm good and you?”
“Hmm…. Same”.
“I think you should know this is on facetime,”he said.
My eyes flew open. f**k!!! I quickly sat up and yawned. My hair was quite a mess but I once was told that I was cuter when my hair was a mess so I didn't care and I knew Damien wouldn't f*****g dare judge me.
“Thanks for telling me,” I laughed.
“I see you're not ready for our little date.”
“Date?” I laughed, “it's just a breakfast together. No strings attached”
“Chill. Don't take the ‘date’ word personally. When I say date, I meant hanging out, nothing more. Chill”
“Boys are cunning”
“I agree, completely!” He laughed.
“So…umm, I should get ready and I'll give you a call when I'm done. Okay?”
“Sure” He said as he ended the call.
I got out of bed and said to myself, “Yosh” which means ready. Duolingo did that to me- f**k me, now I was blaming Duolingo for a language I chose.
I took a long princess bath like the lady I was, then picked a short blue gown that kissed all my slight curves accompanied with a necklace that hugged my neck tightly. I picked a blue bag and a pair of blue heels.
I applied my mascara and eyeliner, with a bit of lip oil. My hair was in a high ponytail with a blue scrunchie holding it up. I didn't know why I was feeling all blueish but I thought I just decided to match the colour of his eyes.
I got a text from Elnora, she was asking me if I was available to hang out with the girls but I kindly told her no.
She replied: study?
Me: no
Elnora: Then what? I mean you do nothing except study.
Me: wow, what a nice way to say I'm literally idle always.
Elnora: *laughing emoji* chill. I didn't mean it like that. Just, what are you busy with?
Me: I have a date.
Elnora: finally!! You're interested in a guy. Who is he?
Me: don't freak out if I tell you.
Elnora: Oh please, tell me.
Me: Damien.
Elnora: Damien?
Me: the same.
Elnora: No way!! How?
Me: long story, I just have to go now. He's waiting.
Elnora: great. I'll come over to your dorm by evening and you tell me everything.
Me: sure.
I texted Damien that I was done and he said I should meet him outside the on-campus.
Yoshh!!
- Writer
