Staying Single
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For
the life of her Kemi could not understand why this slut was making noise in her
ears and trying to release the titans. SHE is the one that stole The Ex in the
first place so what is this entire racket about??
The
Slut: You better get your hands of my man.
To
the Ex: You haven’t told her have you??
Back
to Kemi: That’s right, he’s my boyfriend so back the hell off.
Kemi:
Well it’s just like you to go for sloppy seconds anyways, have him! Do I look
like I care?
The
Ex: **trying to make a group hug** Ladies, ladies, there’s enough
of me to go around. No need for fighting
Kemi:
Please get your hands off me right now!
If
looks could kill then the Ex would surely be dead by now, with the bullets
piercing his skull from Kemi’s eyes, combined with the arrows of fire from the
Slut. He would have surely met his Maker by now. By this time, everyone at the
party was looking around at them, trying to understand what was going on
through their purple haze. “Great, now my
gist is going to be everywhere,” thought Kemi but as embarrassed as she was
she couldn’t help but laugh.
Kemi:
Once a cheat always a cheat. Get out of my face.
She
had had enough of the lying scumbag anyways, forget the electrifying kisses and
the raging butterflies, it was actually time to move on with life. If he actually made that girl his number one
then I can’t do it, I can’t! Why do I keep deluding myself that this boy cares
about me, I need to stop this foolish behaviour Maintaining her dignity and
leaving The Slut waving her arms in the air like the crazy person she is, Kemi
pushes her way past the crowd and out to the balcony for some fresh air. Where the hell is Remy anyways?? But
she’s not sure she even wants to find out.
Once
again standing by herself, Kemi is lost in thought Gosh, I can’t believe I actually kissed him! It’s been so long, I really love him. Get yourself together girl,
kissing the same untransformed frog, he’s clearly not your prince. Or maybe he
just needs time to grow. No no stop it.Enough is enough, I’m sure there are
other fine boys at this ‘party’ even! And this was how she waged war with
Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde, forever in two minds about the Ex. She notices the time;
it’s 3:30 a.m. Kemi thinks it’s as good a time as any to call it a night and
find Remy so they can go home. Entering the stuffy flat again she’s trying to
squeeze past the people strewn everywhere in various states of bliss. Then she
feels some eyes on her exposed back. It
better not be that foolish boy wanting to come and talk to me again. She
turns around slowly, allowing whoever is staring so intensely to have a full
360 of her outfit Hey! A girl’s gotta do
what a girl’s gotta do! That’s when she catches his eye and they share “the
look”.
“The
look” is what happens when a boy and a girl find each other drawn together by
mutual attraction. It lasts for all of about 5 seconds but speaks volumes. Let
me attempt to describe it to you. When a girl is in a club and she sees a guy
she doesn’t like trying to give her “the look” from across the room she simply
smiles and averts her eyes. This usually takes a split second. But when it
happens with a guy she’s feeling she holds his gaze for about three seconds,
looks him up and down and does something playful/flirty like ever so slightly
bite her lower lip or play with her hair before SLOWLY releasing her gaze. The
guy holds the gaze, more or less undresses the girl with his eyes and depending
on what sort of bad guy he is gives a small smile or a nod in approval for what
he sees. It is like an animalistic ritual between the two, the desire to pounce
overcoming all other social standings; they could care less if anyone else saw
them exchanging this gaze of purely carnal love. It shows mutual consent for
anything that might take place in the next few hours, until someone makes the
first move and approaches.
This
is all it takes for Kemi to temporarily forget about what just transpired. She can’t
see his face yet but she can see that he is tall, and who doesn’t like their
men tall?? He’s also toned, with his biceps bulging against the cotton sleeves
of his polo shirt. Tall, dark and
handsome, tonight might not be such a bad night after all. She can just
about make out his face when all of a sudden his form transforms into that of a
girl! Oh no, it’s just Remy waving
franctically in her face and whispering in her rapid fire tongue:
Remy:
Kemi, we need to go now! I’m not joking, now now now!
Oh dear Lord, she has come
again! Why do I even follow this girl out? Just dey spoil show!
She
seems pretty tightly wound and so Kemi decides to follow her. Glancing over at
the unknown stranger she smiles apologetically and allows herself to be dragged
away by Remy. Kemi later found out that Remy and Jide had been canoodling in
his boudoir all this time and that things were getting a bit too heated for her
down there and her only means of escape was pretending she (Kemi) had called
her and begged to leave. How she orchestrated that would forever remain a
mystery. Then again, when you’re as high as a kite it’s a bit easier to be manipulated.
Now she was left wondering how on earth she would ever find her mystery man
again!
