Brrrrrrrrrm!!! The deep vibrations of my phone in the purse on my lap, startle me from my reverie, it must be Lewi, my best friend and flat mate, messaging me to get the scoop on the date. I whip the phone out of my purse to see a barrage of missed calls and text messages, damn, that girl has no chill.. I send her a short sms, "babe I'm almost home, see you in a bit". The car makes a final turn to the left slowing down as I signal to him that were getting closer, he pulls up at the towering gate of Millennium Suites Apartments Building, honking his horn for the security guard to open the gate.
I look out the window at the building as it stretches up into a humongous high rising marble and glass structure of shining lights from the different apartments, I remember when I used to dream about living in Millennium, I would pass by on my way everyday from work and on weekends after my part time lectures, I would stroll down from my school and go into the apartment complex, sit in the gardens and just watch the lights from the different apartments imagining their lives, what could be going on with them and imagine if I lived in their world...
That was a long time ago now...
That was before Amaka moved to Abuja. I had met Amaka at a music school in Lagos, when I made a spontaneous decision to follow my dreams of being a musician and making it big in the Nigerian music scene. I finished school and was on the first plane to Lagos after I managed to strong arm (more like nag) my parents into letting me go "chase my dreams". I enrolled in a music school and though I can't say much was achieved from that stint at least in retrospect when I think about it, my consolation is I gained a good friend!
Amaka was the proverbial rich kid, she had everything that she could ever want and being the only girl in a family of four boys, she grew up rather spoilt but in spite of all that she was down to earth, funny and fun to be with, she didn't have the airs that most girls put up and we clicked immediately. She was an absolute wild card, tomboyish but strikingly pretty. The first time I saw her I was seated at the back of the class during one of the music lessons when she walked into the class with a guitarbag slung over her shoulders, she was wearing ripped jeans with a Guns and Roses t-shirt under a ripped denim jacket. Her hair was closely cropped on both sides with a wild Mohawk in the middle, she flounced into the seat next to me and gave me a toothy smile, she was very pretty, dark skinned with very strong brows and a long pointed nose decorated with a tiny skull and cross bones nose ring, she stretched out her hand to shake mine "Hi, I hope I'm not late, I'm Amaka", Something within me told me we were going to be fast friends. Overtime we became inseparable and our classmates gave us the nickname Shubu and Lewi, I guess her's was from her unconditional love for levi's and as for Shubu, I really don't know how it came about but it did and it stuck.
Amaka loved to party and have a good time which was fine by me since I usually needed motivation to go out. There was never a dull moment when she was around so when she called and told me that she wanted to relocate to Abuja, I was more than excited to have her here.
The driver asked me what time he should come for me tomorrow, I said 8am, I thanked him with a smile and left.
He smiled back, shutting the door behind me and I walked briskly across the terrace to our apartment door. I open the door to see Lewi curled on a couch, watching TV.
She glances up in her usual dramatic fashion "girl it's called a mobile phone girl like you take it with you and answer it when it rings didn't you get the memo?" she rolls her eyes, shaking her head in mock exasperation. "And a good evening to you too madam, you're just a drama queen" I reply. "Haha, whatever, welcome back jare, I was calling you non-stop wondering if you had been kidnapped. What happened to yo ass?! Eniiiiway sha, tell me how your blind date went, you said you would be home before I blinked and now it's past 12 and you weren't answering your phone, don't tell me you were already getting freaky with him?" a sly smile creeping across her face.
I smile and shake my head. Her eyes widen as she springs off the couch with a mock gasp "you were! On the first date! You freaky little girl, well hallelujah somebody! I'm finally rubbing some good stuff off on you, aren't I?. Come, come my child tell me all about it" she grabs me by the arm "Hahahaha oh stop it already, you're such a perv it was nothing like that, we got carried away.. Talking, we didn't know time was so far spent" I reply. She stops and lets go of my arm "Tsk Tsk Tsk, talking, still a boring old sod" she replies shaking her head. "Haha, you're just so silly," I pause, smiling "well, it was fun, really fun, he turned out to be really nice, and oh my god so hot though, really handsome, really intelligent, I don't know what I enjoyed more talking with him or staring into his deep hazel eyes" *jeez* he's soo fine babe. "Yeah Yeah" she but in, "before you start getting all love dovie and making me jealous, tell me about him, what does he do, where's he from, is he good in bed?"
"You're such a fool" I reply laughing, she laughs too, "Okay oya jus tell me the ones you know"
"Ermm well his name is Tega, Tega Osaka, he is tall dark and handsome" I say smiling, remembering his exact words "he works in construction, he is the..
"wait WHAT?!" she cuts me mid sentence.
"What? I ask raising my brows.
"What did you say his name was, did I hear you correctly"
"I said his name is Tega Osaka"
Her eyes widen as she looks at me with a renewed awe raising her hands to her cheeks "Wait wait wait you went on a date with Tega Osaka, the Tega Osaka, omg, omg, omg!!!!" she's spinning around in circles now with a wide grin spreading across her face.
"What now" I say now genuinely confused "do you know him?!" she turns to me in her usual dramatic fashion "babe you don't?! Shubu you went on a date with Tega Osaka and you didn't know?? Damn girl I wish I had your luck!!".
"Ohhh stop now and tell me, Am I supposed to know him?" I reply.
"Well my darling friend," she says "since it is obvious you have been living under a rock let me do the honor of educating you about who Mr Tega Osaka II is...."
To be continued....
I look out the window at the building as it stretches up into a humongous high rising marble and glass structure of shining lights from the different apartments, I remember when I used to dream about living in Millennium, I would pass by on my way everyday from work and on weekends after my part time lectures, I would stroll down from my school and go into the apartment complex, sit in the gardens and just watch the lights from the different apartments imagining their lives, what could be going on with them and imagine if I lived in their world...
That was a long time ago now...
That was before Amaka moved to Abuja. I had met Amaka at a music school in Lagos, when I made a spontaneous decision to follow my dreams of being a musician and making it big in the Nigerian music scene. I finished school and was on the first plane to Lagos after I managed to strong arm (more like nag) my parents into letting me go "chase my dreams". I enrolled in a music school and though I can't say much was achieved from that stint at least in retrospect when I think about it, my consolation is I gained a good friend!
Amaka was the proverbial rich kid, she had everything that she could ever want and being the only girl in a family of four boys, she grew up rather spoilt but in spite of all that she was down to earth, funny and fun to be with, she didn't have the airs that most girls put up and we clicked immediately. She was an absolute wild card, tomboyish but strikingly pretty. The first time I saw her I was seated at the back of the class during one of the music lessons when she walked into the class with a guitarbag slung over her shoulders, she was wearing ripped jeans with a Guns and Roses t-shirt under a ripped denim jacket. Her hair was closely cropped on both sides with a wild Mohawk in the middle, she flounced into the seat next to me and gave me a toothy smile, she was very pretty, dark skinned with very strong brows and a long pointed nose decorated with a tiny skull and cross bones nose ring, she stretched out her hand to shake mine "Hi, I hope I'm not late, I'm Amaka", Something within me told me we were going to be fast friends. Overtime we became inseparable and our classmates gave us the nickname Shubu and Lewi, I guess her's was from her unconditional love for levi's and as for Shubu, I really don't know how it came about but it did and it stuck.
Amaka loved to party and have a good time which was fine by me since I usually needed motivation to go out. There was never a dull moment when she was around so when she called and told me that she wanted to relocate to Abuja, I was more than excited to have her here.
The driver asked me what time he should come for me tomorrow, I said 8am, I thanked him with a smile and left.
He smiled back, shutting the door behind me and I walked briskly across the terrace to our apartment door. I open the door to see Lewi curled on a couch, watching TV.
She glances up in her usual dramatic fashion "girl it's called a mobile phone girl like you take it with you and answer it when it rings didn't you get the memo?" she rolls her eyes, shaking her head in mock exasperation. "And a good evening to you too madam, you're just a drama queen" I reply. "Haha, whatever, welcome back jare, I was calling you non-stop wondering if you had been kidnapped. What happened to yo ass?! Eniiiiway sha, tell me how your blind date went, you said you would be home before I blinked and now it's past 12 and you weren't answering your phone, don't tell me you were already getting freaky with him?" a sly smile creeping across her face.
I smile and shake my head. Her eyes widen as she springs off the couch with a mock gasp "you were! On the first date! You freaky little girl, well hallelujah somebody! I'm finally rubbing some good stuff off on you, aren't I?. Come, come my child tell me all about it" she grabs me by the arm "Hahahaha oh stop it already, you're such a perv it was nothing like that, we got carried away.. Talking, we didn't know time was so far spent" I reply. She stops and lets go of my arm "Tsk Tsk Tsk, talking, still a boring old sod" she replies shaking her head. "Haha, you're just so silly," I pause, smiling "well, it was fun, really fun, he turned out to be really nice, and oh my god so hot though, really handsome, really intelligent, I don't know what I enjoyed more talking with him or staring into his deep hazel eyes" *jeez* he's soo fine babe. "Yeah Yeah" she but in, "before you start getting all love dovie and making me jealous, tell me about him, what does he do, where's he from, is he good in bed?"
"You're such a fool" I reply laughing, she laughs too, "Okay oya jus tell me the ones you know"
"Ermm well his name is Tega, Tega Osaka, he is tall dark and handsome" I say smiling, remembering his exact words "he works in construction, he is the..
"wait WHAT?!" she cuts me mid sentence.
"What? I ask raising my brows.
"What did you say his name was, did I hear you correctly"
"I said his name is Tega Osaka"
Her eyes widen as she looks at me with a renewed awe raising her hands to her cheeks "Wait wait wait you went on a date with Tega Osaka, the Tega Osaka, omg, omg, omg!!!!" she's spinning around in circles now with a wide grin spreading across her face.
"What now" I say now genuinely confused "do you know him?!" she turns to me in her usual dramatic fashion "babe you don't?! Shubu you went on a date with Tega Osaka and you didn't know?? Damn girl I wish I had your luck!!".
"Ohhh stop now and tell me, Am I supposed to know him?" I reply.
"Well my darling friend," she says "since it is obvious you have been living under a rock let me do the honor of educating you about who Mr Tega Osaka II is...."
To be continued....
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