As soon as we enter the store someone graps my hand. I turn towards the person with a
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The guy says and as a response i ignore him and continue walking with Celia.
celia: Was he your type?
Me: Nope
Celia : Normally you were suppose to brutalise him without looking or perhaps were you expecting someone else?
Me: Euh...expecting, NO WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU
Celia : Calm down, i was just joking
The shopping starts and we separate to the dresses that attract us but questions fill my mind; why did i not punch that guy? while was i so disappointed? i wasn't expecting the guy we just cross by with our porsche, why am i thinking of him in this situation ?
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This is the sentence who brough me back to reality.
Me: It doesn't sweet me it's too bright
The helper : and this one?
Me: Let me try it
I take the gown and go to the dress-up space then come out.
The helper: Waouh, it's so elegant
me: it's?
The helper: I meant you...you're so elegant
Me: hum ok
The helper : Do you mind testing other clothes
Me: Why not?
The helper made me wear a bunch of clothes.
The helper : Oh all clothes suit you, are you a model?
Me: Nope
The helper: Do you mind becoming our model? you increase the value of all the clothes you wear...
me: Nope
The helper : We shall pay you high 100 000XAF per day
me: Not interested
The helper: okay per hour
me: sorry i need to go
The helper : okay, take the clothes for you its free and...
me: Am not willing to take any of the clothes, oh and don't mind giving me your card, i wouldn't take it b'cos i wouldn't change my mind.
I leave the helper and go to find Celia, she is enjoying her shopping time and her smiling face contaminates me.
Another flirty approach me,
me: Celia, let's take a selfie
celia: Yeah
I go near her and we snap but the flirty insists
The flirty then made an error, a tragic sin holding my hand. Time went super fast, it was a reflex action, i kicked hard in between his legs and looked his argony.
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Celia takes my hand and we continue our shopping.
Time passes, In the sky can be seen a depressive sun moving apart. Celia and i move to the porsche with all the bags of clothes Celia bought.
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The car start's moving;
Celia: Elvira you bough nothing!
me : Yeah, nothing was really adding my beauty
Celia: If you keep that mentality you will never buy clothes, no cloth can increase your beauty
me: All the interest in shopping is not buying, it's okay when we have fun
Celia: Yeah, (with a tired face) tomorrow we shall go back to study pfff
Me: Don't make that face Celia, highschool is not jail
Celia: Yeah for genius students like you is quite a game
me: Oh my Celia,(holding her jaws) think positively you will see Brayan
Celia: Oh the handsome Brayan
me: The commonly handsome Brayan
Celia : No, the Super handsome
The discussion continue until we reached, Terminus Mimboman; the street of Celia. The porsche then return home.
After taking a shower and eating, i then go to my study room to read my biology notes.
After what, i go to bed. The bed offers relaxation and well-being, what more can make it better? maybe looking the tv now or playing music or chatting with the guy with a black jean and an old blue t-shirt... what am i thinking about. Have i just imagine the two of us on the bed chatting? am i weird? ahh while did i had to think of him? After some time i fall asleep.
My eyes open, my clock shows 6:20. I jump from bed. I must have though too much of useless things before sleeping, now there is no time for studying. I go out of my bedroom throught the green door; the door to my bathroom. I take a shower in cold water, dry my hair and go back to the bed room to wear my school uniform.
A white long sleeve t-shirt with a blue knee level skirt, to my school uniform i add long white socks with a random nike shoe from my shoe cabinet. My hairs are comb and sent on my left shoulder by the front.
7:10 i leave the house after taking breakfast with the house porsche.
At Nkolfoulou can be seen the school gate and written on it < S.Anderson College and highschool>. The porsche enters in and i go to my class
Five minutes after sitting down, Celia makes me a sign to look at the door.
For every perfect work of art, there exist a fake copy and mine is just coming in my direction; Typhany Erere the demon with white wings. On her mouvement bit by bit the class interests is turning towards the two of us but i understand them. It's always fantastic to see the difference between original and rough copy.
Typhany : Hi Elvira seen my glasses?
Me: yeah, but what's the need wearing glasses when you have no eye problem? Do you want to confirm your fakeness?
Typhany: Euh ... you don't know glasses is the synonym of intelligence ? It's to ...
Me: (laugh) you think you're in 1990 or 2000? when after studying alot some could have eyes problems? nowadays with the modern instrument it's more distractions that destroys the eyes than...
Typhany: Stop blabering and watch quietly how my results will meet up with yours
Me: (laugh) meet up? you'll always be my tangent [¹]
Suddenly the teacher enters,
<< We shall welcome today a new student>>