{AKIN}
Slowly another week passes, I don't see her anywhere not even at the park on Saturday. I wonder what happened to her, knowing her she's probably trying to avoid me. My friends and I are at the basketball court playing and I keep glancing around for her. I can't even count how many times Emeka has hit me in the face with the ball.
"Emeka quit it I'm not in the mood." I grumble just as he's about to hit me with the ball again.
"I can see that. So tell me what's wrong, come on come to papa," he says with arms wide open and I laugh.
"Idiot." I tease.
"Akin is hung up over that girl. Seriously Akin get over her, she's just a piece of p***y," says Femi and it pisses me off.
I don't like it when guys talk about women rudely. I can f**k them sure, but I don't kiss and tell and I cert
