TALES OF A HOPELESS ROMANTIC (Ep. 3)

 I told my mom I needed some success cards to wish my friends good luck. Good luck for the final exam most feared by everyone who took the common system of my country. It ran for a month, but if you did technical subjects, more than a month, coz of projects and such. Anyway, she gave me some cash, and I topped up with some of my own, just to be sure.

I enter the bookshop and unfortunately the specific designs I wanted weren't stocked yet, I don't really know why, so I decided to roam in the bookshop a bit more. I went back to the gift card section and saw some unique pack of cards, with cute animals and amazing painting impressions of them. So I grabbed 4 of them and paid for them. They were quite affordable, so I ate some nicely done fries and 3 pieces of chicken on my way home (I had more than enough for fare anyway).

While on convo with Gangster man, he told me that he was going to take his exams that year (but it's not fair, since we were the same age!) so among the pack I saw a beautiful colourful impression of a lion roaring, it covered the whole cover page...and I immediately thought of him. I smiled and kept it aside.

Later on Sunday I told my buddy that I got Gangster's success card, but I hadn't gotten the chance to write it, because of how busy school has been. So we sat in my mom's car and she drafted her wishes to him and I did the same. After that we again dropped her in the CBD.

I addressed the envelope and pleaded with my mom to post the card on my behalf. She couldn't connect who this guy is, coz my life is in school, at home or in church. I barely talk to anyone in the estate, my school is a girls school and he doesn't come to my church. So I just told her that it's one of my friends from music festival that we've been in contact with, and I'm just wishing him all the best. She bought the story, and I was happy she did.

I remember the last statement I wrote was "Text me when you're done." a crazy move. I just...shot my shot. Am I falling in love with a gangster? What!!!!

I initially regretted that. I told my homie in school what I wrote (she knew of my convo with him earlier) and she said I got balls. I kind of shivered, but irris what irris. Ishaenda, so there's nothing else I can do to change that. Anyway the end of term exams came, I sat for the exams, and I knew before the end of the exam I was going to fail. I couldn't stop myself from thinking about that blunder. what if he mistakes this as shooting my shot, while I was just being genuine? (With a twinge of feelings?)

Well, the month long exams ended, and I said, if he texts within 48hrs, then he got my message and he is happy to reach me. If i get no text, then he didn't get the message or he may be thinking I'm thirsty and all, which I'm not. Funny enough I didn't even wait 15hrs, because apparently when he settled at home after the exams he texted me. Guys I was with my mom, going to a study location, and I almost broke the windows as I celebrated, literally. Mungu ni mwema!

Things got pretty serious from that point, from a normal 37°C to a really high 97°C within a really short time. You could say it was a rapid reaction, but not as bad as potassium or sodium placed in water, mpaka inahiss inatoa smoke. The texting (and now add calls) became more frequent, till he became a primary contact, after my parents. It seemed for the first time that someone...is, literally giving me attention, too much initially, but I got used to it. We had so much in common, yet our worlds were so different. I just found someone who...matched my vibe, so perfectly. He gradually became...my addiction.

I never thought he will do this, but one rainy Friday night, I was snuggled in my bed, listening to music while he was in a church event, and we were just texting. Then he suggested we try play Romeo and Juliet, where obviously I was Juliet and he was Romeo. It's kind of like being in a play, but there's no scripts, you say what is on your mind when it comes. Then he said, "will you thoulst be mine?" and as Juliet I replied, yes I will. Then there was the whole sweet nothings that follows, then after an hour I excused myself to sleep.

I woke up the next morning and instead of a normal good morning, it was, good morning Juliet. I thought we were continuing with the banter, so I flowed with it. It went on like that, with a mix of reality texts, until towards the end of the year when he said "you will always be my baby" and he dedicated to me in the name of love by bebe rexha and martin someone. My mind immediately woke up, and I'm like, whoa, whoa, weka breaks kidogo! I sat upright on my seat and read that text way too many times and I asked him whether he was serious about what he  said. The part for always especially. He kind of promised me that, and I honestly told him I wasn't being serious. then after that he asked me whether i wanted to be his ride or die. That's another way of asking me to be his girlfriend. I didn't really think of it as much (but now it is a whole lot!) so I smiled and texted, yes I will.

Our first date? Hmmm...