The next day comes, and I am awakened by the thoughts of the girl I met on the bus the day before. I am usually not a morning person but with her thoughts in my head, my morning was more fun and energetic. I smiled all the way to my mother who was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Mothers are gifted in such a way that you barely hide a thing from them, and thus make them the best of creation. Upon my reach to the kitchen my mother immediately asked if everything was okay with me. I replied to her.
"Yes mother, everything is fine". Even though I was not all that happy as I woke up from bed earlier in the morning, I was struck by the reality of going forth to my father for my day's upkeeps. I could not bear the shame of walking to him to ask for money for school but insisted on playing it hard. My intention for the day was to go to school without taking a dime from either my mother or my father, since yesterday's fishing was not too much of a success as usual. My mother understood immediately and insisted I take some money from her purse. I hesitated then began to smile again as the mystery girl's thought clicked my mind again. My elder brother could not take it as to why all the care and concerns are diverted to me and my little sister, while he has to work at the barbering shop for his livelihood. Even though my brother could be sarcastic or jealous sometimes, if I am allowed to say, but he cares more about us than himself. The burden and disappointment of not being able to make it and take care of the family as every first child of a family is supposed to do, has been the reason for his unusual behavior.
Deon was waiting at the bus station, so we catch the bus together, but he had to take the lead since I had other plans and other places to be before heading for campus.
After having breakfast with the family as we normally do, I run to Layla with some flower nurseries in my hand. Layla is a loving lady in her early 40's. I met Layla as a total stranger and our bond grew through the years. She plays the role of a big sister in my life as she always guides me on the things to do and the things not to do in becoming responsible. She is beautifully structured and most people in the vicinity think I have something to do with her but who cares about what people say or will say if the facts are clear to me.
Night comes and I headed back home from school alone this time around. Deon left the campus in the afternoon because he had a place to visit. He visited a supermarket where he was offered a job as a cashier and was willing to get the job by all means. His absence left me walking home all by myself. On my way home, I heard loud music playing from the luxurious hall sited opposite the port where the rich men's yachts are parked. It had some transparent glasses surrounding it and makes it easier to see through. As I walked closer to the place and to my surprise was the girl I met on the bus the day before standing next to a dude I do not know. They seemed to be really close and that got me a bit worried until she waved at me and started to walk out of the hall. I was so happy to see her beautiful smile once again as I gently walked towards her direction. She was actually waving at her friend who pulled up from a shinny Porsche vehicle and immediately handed the car keys to me instructing I park it where it will not be scratched. Before my very eyes, she hugged him tightly and walked him back to the hall while I stood dumbfounded with the keys in my hand. I gently handed the keys to the valet that walks to me and told him the exact instruction I was given. I was heartbroken but had to walk with my shame away from the venue. It was clear at this point that she is from a very rich and distinguished family and I, my entire generation and myself will never possess such wealth any time soon.
Ermias is a rich man's kid who was brought up in riches. They say people are born with silver spoon in their mouth but he was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. That should tell how rich his father is and makes him a lucky child. Ermias is of the same age as me, yet manages most of the businesses owned by his father. He is so mean that no one wants to be his friend except those of the same caliber as him. The empire of his father is so big that the government crawls to their feet as they play major roles in getting people to power and also ruining them when they do otherwise after attaining those powers. He lives a stress-free life, there is absolutely nothing one can do about it.
As I turned to take my embarrassed self away from the scene, there came a scream from the venue of the event. Ermias has just arrived and decided to create a scene. He hit the guy dancing with the girl of my dreams so hard that he fell to the ground but no one did anything about it other than to just watch over. I could hear her screams and hitting him on the chest for causing a scene at an event she organized and trying to claim ownership over her. It was her birthday, and it is beginning to take a different turn, all because of Ermias.
After what had inspired in the hall, I saw her leave the venue in her car and drove away furiously. I took the opposite directly as I watched her get lost from my sight and saw Ermias feeling so infuriated. He ordered his driver, and they took the other direction of the street.
I went to check on the deck of one of the yachts parked at the shore. I have been assigned to get it cleaned and ready because the family that owns it will be on a family holiday on the ship the following day. As I was executing the assignment given to me by the captain, I realized a fall in the water and could not believe what it was. I was astonished and was just looking at the utmost surprise, it was the same girl from the party that had fallen into the waters. I could see her struggling to get herself back from the water but to no avail. With my swimming skills I jumped right after her into the water and rescued her. She was lucky I was there to have saved her right on time but regardless of my efforts she was cold and rude towards me. She thought I was stalking her or something just because I happened to save her just on time. I could not blame her that much since it seems to be the behavior of the rich kids in society. They feel like the world revolves around them and forget time changes everything in a blink of an eye.
After I saved her from drowning, she could not offer me a towel and was trying to get off her yacht which I did not resist. I calmly tried to walk away then she called me back to the yacht and offered me some warm towel to keep myself dry and warm. I was astonished by her gesture but decided to take advantage of the moment. She then went into one of the rooms on the yacht and came out all dressed up in the captain's uniform. Her beauty seems to always take me by surprise regardless of what dress she wears. The captain's uniform looked buggy yet beautiful on her as she took her seat next to me. She opened up a topic and then we started our conversation from there, and sitting next to her brought butterflies to my tummy. I have been thinking all this while that butterflies in the stomach happen to just the ladies but then realized it can happen to anyone when you sit right next to that someone you cannot go a day without thinking or wishing they are yours.
I remember going to the school library to get a newly released book about engineering. I have been looking for the book for a while now, but it seems I might have misplaced it out of carelessness. I have searched the entire house yet cannot remember exactly where I left it. I rushed to see Deon, maybe I handed it to him when we met at the bus station, but he claims he hasn't seen me with any book not to talk of giving it to him. I sat quietly trying to remember where I might have left it then remembered it fell off my hand when I tried helping the mystery girl on the bus. It has always been on my mind to ask of it whenever our path crosses each other, but here I am not knowing how to start a conversation more or less asking if she might accidentally taken my book.
We sat on the deck of the yacht for quite some time and saw her brother, together with a lady running to us. She instantly hides me in the control room of the yacht and then started the engine while she mockingly waves at her brother and the lady that she was all okay. She seems interesting but yet cold and rude sometimes.
This was the perfect time I could simply ask her name but still could not. Whenever I gather the courage to ask her name, my thoughts go blank whenever she turns to speak with me. It is truly love at first sight for me.
After a long drive on the sea, I safely drove the yacht back to the port while she was escorted by a driver back to her home. I rushed back home as well and thought to myself,
"This is the best day of my life".
I could not believe I had the opportunity to spend almost a whole night not just on a multimillion yacht but with the most beautiful girl in my entire universe.
Morning is already approaching; everyone is awake and getting ready for the day's activity while I also get ready for campus. I quickly took my bath and hurriedly ate my breakfast then rushed out of the house. I am meeting with Deon because we have a project that needs to be submitted before the end of the day, and also to pick up some few stuffs from the mall before heading to school.
Our project has been neatly done and we have gotten almost everything we need from the mall and started to head towards campus. There have been some art displays on the lower floor of the mall and crowds gather to check out the drawing of whose it might be. The art display is breathtaking and beautiful, and we could not leave but have a glance at them. To my surprise, right from the upper floor that we stood yet quenching the thirst of the eyes by looking at the arts, Deon immediately draws my attention to an art that I least expected to see. It was indistinguishable to me. The art we saw was exactly me and that left me speechless. I could not believe someone could sketch me so perfectly and pretty more handsome than I look. I could not be still than to admire it even forgetting my own self. I looked around and then saw the exact man my mystery girl sketched on the bus. It was then I realized she actually drew a portrait of me on the bus but pretended to be sketching someone else when I tried looking at what she was doing. I began to find ways to know her name and then realized she was Nia. Her name is Nia.