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My phone was on the floor.

My face was just 2 inches away from that of someone. I'm sure you can guess who.

My brain surely went haywire as I tried to stop myself from starring at his lips. Tell me the truth. Nigerians, don't​ you guys just admire the lips of those Americans you see in TV? I mean.. who doesn't?

I wanted to move, I really did, cause it'd be so awkward and I have no feelings for this dude, not at all (are you sure, Matthew asked). Note, Matthew is becoming useless these days.

Luckily for me, my brain works faster than my heart, so I decided to blame it on him.

I pushed Richard a little, and said, "Dude, what's your problem? Stay away from me mehn. What were you trying to do? I swear if you were trying to kiss me I'll cut your balls right now."

Oh jeez, when did I learn how to talk like this? I like it.

He was speechless for some minutes then said, " I... I've been looking for you since you punched me in my guts. Damn, you can run fast."

" I didn't run."

"Why did you pun-"

"My phone!" I shouted, picking it up from where it had fallen. I was on a call with KC and this..this idiot interrupted it. "Hello? Hello? KC are you still there? Can you hear me?"

The screen wasn't​'t really cracked. I just hope it's not that bad. "Kelechi?" I asked again, moving about to check if it was a signal problem ( you never know).

"I'm sorry bout your phone," Richard said. I was so furious, I mean what the hell? But, calm before the storm, calm before the storm, calm before the storm.

I ignored his statement. I needed to get home. Finally, I put the phone on, looks like it just went off and nothing much happened to the screen.

"Mona, really, I'm sorry," he said.

"Sorry for what?" I now asked him.

"For not telling Mike to stop." If you know how angry I was ehn? I could feel smoke oozing out from my ears, and probably my head.

He knew! He did know that I needed his​ help and now, I can't do anything bout it.

Maybe I can...

"What? Who wanted him to stop? I'm in a relationship Richard and it's a good thing. I wanted this and I didn't need your fucking help, so don't tell me your sorry for no shit, I don't need it, really."

Clap clap clap! I couldn't help but smile inside. To say my heart was jumping is an understatement to this situation. Chei! I savaged somebody. My subconscious started singing, 'thank you Jesus, thank you Jesus, thank you Jesus, you're my saviour.. olololooo'.

"Mona?"

"Could you drop me home? Please?" I asked, not looking at him.

I wasn't in the mood.

"Sure, yeah. My car is over ther-"

And I walked out towards the place he pointed before he could finish his statement.

I reached his car, cause it wasn't that far, entered the front seat and decided to call KC back. Hmm, maybe not now, at home.

Richard entered inside some minutes later, probably still surprised at my actions. Me too oo, ha! I don't know how the words, fuck or shit entered my mouth cause it's been coming out too much.

The ride was silent at a point, till Michael called me. Jeez..

"Hey?"

"Are you alright? Shit I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you run. I hope you're okay? I'm so dumb. I'm dumb Muna. Where are you? Are out okay?" He's pronouncing my name better. I think I like that.

"Too many questions Mike. I'm fine and I'm on my way to my dorm right now."

"Alright. I'm still sorry though. Am I forgiven?"

I could hear the faint accent and the little babyish tone he was using. It sounded cute, "Dhurr, yeah you are." I said and he laughed and said goodbye.

"Who was that?" Richard asked.

"None of your business." I said, tapping away on my phone.

Just during the car ride alone, I got two more calls. One from James asking how I was and Gabriel. Navy blue eyes Gabriel? Do you remember him?

I'm sure you do. Did I tell you we've been in lots of conversations in school? Did I also tell you he's giving me this vibe?

Shit. I have so much to say.

"Hey. Mona I hope you've not forgotten our stuff."

"Damn Gabe, I've been in tears mehn. I've been really busy, especially because of Mr Link's stuff. I'm sorry and I didn't forget like that shaa."

"I hope. See you? When?"

"Tomorrow, I hope. I have gist."

"Oh Lord. Mona?!"

"It's gonna be better than last time, though I think talking bout Nigerian musicians and their songs is not a bad gist."

"This girl," he just said. I could imagine the smile on his lips, "Bye, and go and sleep."

"You too. Goodnight."

We had arrived at my dorm and I didn't give Richard a glance. I didn't even thank him. I wayoly opened the door and went straight to my room but just heard a faint ' I'm sorry' from his lips.

I reached my dorm room and decided to take a shower. The day wasn't as good as I thought it'd be, and Matthew don't say that you told me so.

After cleaning myself up from the masquerade paint, called 'make up', more like 'destroy down', I laid on my bed and remembered​ my last meeting with Gabriel. Oh yeah, I have to fill you in.

Gabe is my best friend now oo. I totally forgot to say, cause you know drama everywhere. We didn't have any class together apart from music, so it was hard to meet, and anytime we decide to meet, either I tell him something new or he tells me. That's just how it started oo and we became that close.

I won't say as close as KC but, there's a possibility that he'd attain that level. I did like Gabe though​, only as my second elder brother. I'd told him some personal things you don't need to know... Hehee.

With that, my mind wandered elsewhere. Probably surprised that I was alive to experience what I went through today.

The mind is an instrument used to.... sleep.

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I don't think that explaining the meanings of some igbo slangs are necessary again, since I've already explained most of them in previous chapters.

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Yeah I know I'm so sorry. Like I said in my last chapter, my phone was seized. Plus I just finished my exams this week. So you guys should thank me very much for updating on my last exam day.

I'm still sorry though.

Munaloves y'all ❤.