3 How we met

It's the first day of school and I am attending a new school , my mom just dropped me off and I'm feel quite timid. There is a lot more children in this this school than my previous school. I am lost and not sure where to go. I'm asking around on where I should go and the students around were not friendly but then a rather attractive girl who saw that I was lost, assisted me . Her name is Africa which I think is a beautiful name . She took me to the office where I collected a sheet that had my class allocations and she then took me took me to my first period.

Africa and I sat in that lesson together. We do the same subjects. I like her she is actually quite a cool girl, she is just what I needed in my fresh start to a better life.

We're growing close and almost know everything about each other. We have a favorite hangout which is this cool place where we like

Africa is very beautiful, boys are always running after her but unlike any other girl she never gave them attention . Africa always speaks about feminism and how the male species was useless. Africa has 'daddy issues' which gives me the idea that her daddy issues are the reason she thinks very shallow of the males.

There are rumors of Africa being lesbian going around. Africa never entertains it, her and I never speak about about her sexuality too every time the topic of sexuality popped up ,she always avoided the topic. I found it a bit odd because usually girls always want to talk about their fantasies with their 'Mr right'. I've never thought of her as being lesbian, I just thought maybe she just was never interested in such things, I also just thought that maybe she could've been asexual.

Besides Africa's being sexually awkward, Africa is very fond of embracing people , her and I spend a lot of time together so we were always holding hands or hugging. I never had a problem with it but people always found it absurd , some said it was as if we were a couple but I didn't about what people have to say.

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Africa and I are having a sleepover at her place for the weekend and we were going to a party too that weekend, Thato's party. We're watching the movie 'life Itself'on my laptop , it's our favorite movie. While watching the movie I tell her I have a crush on this boy at school. Africa immediately paused the game and excitedly asked me who it was. I was stunned I did not expect such a reaction from her , judging from how she usually acts in similar situations.

"Tell me , tell me who it is !" She jumped.

I blushed and I told her to promise not to tell a soul and she swore not to tell anyone. I told her I had a crush on Wade the basketball player .

After I told her she said ,"you should tell him how you feel"

" no ways, I am to scared"

"And you?", " who do you like?"

Africa looked back at me anxiously. "Zona there is something I need to tell you"

she looked down and said "I... I don't think like boys,I have never liked boys and I just don't find them attractive"

"you mean you're lesbian ?" I asked

" I guess so."

Africa seemed ashamed of her sexuality.

"Well that explains a lot and I want you to know that there is nothing to be ashamed of, if you're really lesbian it's nothing to be ashamed of and I think it's something you should not hide."

Africa raised her head up and thanked me for not judging and accepting her .

" Now tell me, who do you have a crush on ?"

She smiled and said, " I don't have someone I like at the moment, but I will tell you who I once had a crush on."

"Okay" I giggled.

Africa told me she once had a crush on Sade, the girl with the Nigerian girl with a terrible lisp. Sade is a rather odd girl, besides her awful lisp, Sade is a really good singer, she is the lead singer in the school choir. I found it weird that Africa would like a girl like Sade but people are different and who am to judge anyways, I've dated fucked up people in the past, really fucked up people.

Africa and I went on to watch another movie on my laptop, and when it finished we just lay on the bed while listening to to Sonder . We both just stared at the ceiling, we were holding hands because Africa is very touchy of course.

"you're a really good friend you know"

I turned to look at her and said " you're a great friend too, in fact you're my only friend"

"thank you" she replied while turning over to look at me too.

I began examining Africa's face her complexion was unbelievably even toned coffee- colored skin , her lips were a dark pink and her eyes a were black and shaped alluringly.

" what you looking at do I have a booger ?"

"Ohh no you're just beautiful, I wish I had skin like yours"

She laughed , " really , thank you".

We spoke about how high school is just a place of hormonal imbalance and , we also spoke about how we sit in class get loads of work to only use twenty percent of what we learnt in the future.

The music stopped playing in the background and Africa had fallen asleep. It was really silent but the silence was comforting , sat up to check what time it was, it was 02:30 AM I lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. I began thinking of my previous school and why I left because of my break up with my ex-boyfriend , it was a really awful experience for me, I've never spoke to anyone about it ever not even Africa.

I just lay there while thinking of of that heart aching experience a tear came running down my face as my heart broke just as it had broke that day, the day my life changed forever . To this day I cannot believe that such a thing could ever happen to me, I cry every night and I regret it every day. Not a day goes past without me having flashbacks of hell I went through, the hell he put me through.