105: RULES

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Jesus, he knows how to make me feel like am missing out a lot. I know they always pray I get someone better but every day I keep on disappointing them with the wrong person. I believe Daniella is the one who is going to change things for me. I don't want to believe otherwise.

Thinking of this, why don't I irk him a little.

"Care to me how you grabbed yourself a good partner, Mr?" I asked while winking at him.

He peeped upstairs then grabbed my hands and led me to the patio.

It's always cool being here. The breeze that hits your face, the lights that are illuminating and the few drinks that we have here. So sad we only had coffee.

"This is bad if he had coffee. They must be having a fat fight. Plus I remember him saying something like punishment, oooh no, are they doing it like Christian Gray style or submission style," 

I brushed the thought off my mind. Imagining my parents in that situation is so bad.

Uncle Drew had already gone to sleep, so it was just me and him. For mum and Brian, they seem to be having their girls talk that will take almost a year to wrap things up.

Let the man talk begin, you don't know I might pick some ideas from this small talk and use it on Daniella.

"So which part do you want to hear, the wedding party, the dating part or what exactly do you want to hear?" Asked my dad in a light tone while pouring himself a cup of coffee before handing me one.

"I know time will allow, why don't you tell me everything from the start, the only story you guys kept repeating was how mum proposed to you," I told him as I sipped my coffee.

He took one long sip and swallowed it hard. I think it had burnt his throat a little.

"Your mum, pretty little liar she was,"

"Wait, what did she le about?" I asked him as I adjusted myself on the seat.

"Do you know the first time I met her what she said to me, 'you look like a nice of poo that was shifted in the ninety, stop sagging your trouser and comb your hair, piece of shit!" 

I was shocked. That would have made my dad angry and not to talk to her again. But why would he talk to her again?

"What did you say, I bet you felt like slapping her on the face," I laughed at him.

He looked at me and busted into a laugh.

"Hey, you don't slap a lady, my papa taught me well, instead I took that as a compliment."

"The first time I met your mum, she had come for a symposium in our school. She pitched some dope ideas about physics and I was like, damn girl, I wish I was that mathematics, I would love to have you solve every equation in my body, and the answer will always be the D equalled to the P.

I thought I was cool those days. You know being a ghetto kid, you want to show every girl that you know everything, you are the best basket player in the hood, you own that expensive jewellery and the most expensive sneakers. 

I was the most repeated dude in that school and no one dared play with me. 

After pitching my perfectly written statement, dude, he slapped me on my face and said those words to me. Everyone around me laughed so hard. 

They never imagined a girl slapping me let alone placing her hands on my face. I felt ashamed, I felt stupid and started running after her. 

All the other students followed forth, wanting to see the drama that will unfold before us. When we arrived at the parking lot where her school had parked their bus, her classmates were standing there with cricket clubs in their hands waiting for us to mice near them.

Your mum was given a pathway and led to the bus. I stopped my boys from living further into the vehicles because we didn't have any weapons to defend ourselves.

Days passed and it turned into months. 

I couldn't shake her image from my head, especially the dimple that was always on her face when I saw her smile with other girls around our school.

I decided to look for a spy who will help me. 

But getting a spy meant that I would need to pay the spy some money so that they can help me with my work. 

Luckily, I got a girl from her same school and we striker a deal. The girl wanted to befriend one of the basketball guys and I wanted one girl from her school. 

We decided to create a joint party where other students from their school will attend then I will invite my boys. 

The plan worked well, but before I decided to join the party, I gave a barber a visit. I had done some motors style but I realized that she never wanted that style. So I decided to shave my whole hair and go bald. 

I used a Marvin to hide it because I didn't want anyone seeing my head without any hair. I looked for some good khaki pants, a well-fitting t-shirt and some sneakers. 

I didn't want to be flashy, I wanted to be the normal girl she would see and admire not some asshole who looks like a soul reaper or a murderer.

Do I go to the party? I didn't remove my Marvin, instead, I placed it on my head the whole time I was in.

Some members of her school joined the party. I went to ask her schoolmate if she had invited her and she said yes, the only problem was that, she was always busy or focusing on something else.

I gave up and decided to leave the party because the main aim was to see her. I wanted her to see that I had changed and was something better.

I moved out and sat in the parking lot, with my phone. The party was hoping because she was not around. It's not like she jas been to every party I went to, but this was the first that I went to and I had a purpose while going. Other times I just go to a party, to drink, play games with friends then go and sneak home. 

" it's such a childish party," I heard a voice saying from behind me.

I didn't care about who was speaking, si I just focused on my phone looking at nothing in particular.

"It's more childish if your mission fails," I said whole opening candy crush.

Candy crush is a game for everyone, and anyone can at it. I hated playing FIFA on phones because it was not thrilling enough like on playing stations.

"And what was that aim?" Asked the girl standing behind me, 

I didn't want to reveal my secrets to a stranger, so I decided to close my phone and look at the girl who has decided to join me out here for the company.

"You!" I shouted 

"Why are you acting like a cat who had seen a dog?" Sue asked while slapping my hands off her face.

"Sorry," I said and wiped my hands to greet hers but she couldn't greet me.

"Why are you throwing your hands at me, I don't know where they were before you stretched them to me," she said and went ahead to fold her hands on her chest.

I don't know what else to tell her, or maybe she doesn't recognize me anymore. Because if she could have recognised me, she might have called me a name or said something and to me.

"I am the dude you slapped some weeks ago," I said. 

She looked at me and curated into a laugh.

"Ass hole,  know who you are, so cool down and stop advertising your name to everyone," she said.

I didn't understand while she wi act so sarcastic yet I was trying to be nice.

"Look, I have changed, I even shaved my hair and wore my trouser the way you asked, please just tell me your name," I pleaded with her. 

"Your boxer is still visible and it's white and I hate balds, can you ease wear a wig, I might need a second d escort back him," she said to me and turned around.

I quickly went ahead and blocked her path. I was not going t lose today and let her walk away just like that. All I needed was for her to me her name and then I will let her go.

"What had my name got to do with anything about you?" She asked.

"I can't stop thinking of you, I dream of you and I just want to to be near me. When am doing my work all I think is you!".  I said it. 

As much as I thought it would be embarrassing to say it, it didn't sound like one.

For once I thought I had captured her heart like a jini in the magic lamb.

Instead, she removed a paper from her pocket and wrote something down before handing it to me.

" read it," she said while sitting down.

I looked at the paper and whatever she was saying was all possible but at the same time insane. 

The first thing was for us to play basketball and if she wins. Then she jas a point and if she fails then I have a point and the vice verse was applied.

Secondly, defeat me in maths 

Third and last is the rap competition!

"Are you crazy, all these I can do them and you will be stuck her e crying like a baby," I said begoreroared into laughter.

"Let the game begin!" Shrouded in a laughter 

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