She wept profusely as she could hardly take in what I told her. she never believed any guy would say such. Yet, she couldn't leave, she wished she could cry her eyes out but...
What really happened?
I had a couple of friends back then in high school who were normal guys as against my abnormal self (That was how they saw me) and that's because they wondered why I had so many girls desiring to have me and still have no girlfriend. But me? I had no time for such immature hook ups that will only cause perpetual psychological ordeal. I was just bent on books, music and school fellowship. I don't how some of them managed to cope then with such relationships.
A time came that they decided I wasn't going to graduate as a single guy, so they came up with the idea of a blind date. They begged me not to crash their plan.
The day came for me to meet the "stranger-girl". They had planned it will be after school closes for the day. I was told that her school was close to ours. It happened to be one of those four schools I mentioned in one of my previous articles. Usually, school closes at 2pm, but they could hardly wait a second past 2pm when they came for me like a mob and didn't even allow me round up my prefect duty for the day.
The day came for me to meet the "stranger-girl". They had planned it will be after school closes for the day. I was told that her school was close to ours. It happened to be one of those four schools I mentioned in one of my previous articles. Usually, school closes at 2pm, but they could hardly wait a second past 2pm when they came for me like a mob and didn't even allow me round up my prefect duty for the day.
As we approached the main gate I started noticing an increase in my heart rate. "What's happening to me?" "Are my pulmonary vessels pumping blood well?" If I was a fair person you would have noticed paleness all over my face. My pulse increased drastically. I guess that's a typical description of nervousness. How could I be nervous? Me? I could hardly believe it until I saw the graceful looking damsel afar off as my friends pointed in her direction.
It was like the Bollyhood movies. She flung her long hair as she looked around to see if her date was ever going to show up. As my friends and I walked closer, i noticed that our number started reducing. They disappeared one after the other as though they were the Pharisees that couldn't prove they were less guilty than the woman caught in adultery.
I was left with Sam, who was the brain behind all these. On getting to where she stood by the road, Sam exchanged pleasantries with her and we were introduced. "Mabel, meet Gabriel, Gabriel this is the Mabel I spoke to you about", Sam said. As I stood nodding my head in acknowledgement of her presence guess what happened. She stretched her hand towards me and for about three seconds I couldn't boot well as lots of thoughts were ravaging my brain. I wasn't there anymore! I reluctantly shook her hands in a split second but was as though it lated for ten minutes.
I was already lost in thoughts. "Mabel-Gabriel, Gab-Mab..." were the match making names in my head as the malphigin layer of skin that covered my phalanges felt every contour on her palms all in a micro second. I eventually got a grip of myself and let go of her hand in my mind but couldn't stop thinking about those brown eyes and lashes. Her ovoid shaped head had all the necessary components well placed and in right proportions. I had to quickly snap out of it else my first meeting will sulk.
Sam had arranged it so well that Mabel and I had to walk same direction as our houses were along the same path. So we were left alone. I mean I was left alone! Can you imagine that...? what should I do? I had no experience! I was just naive about such a thing as this. If it is singing, playing my sax, school work or Bible matters, I'll be so verbose. Right there and then, I needed help.
Please, what do I do? Or may be I should say , "What did I do?"
Day Seven.
To be continued tomorrow.
Stay tunned for more experiences from My World. cheers!!!
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