When February came..

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▪It was new year’s day..
▪It was new year’s day 2..
▪It was the middle of January..

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“Hello?” , I had said into the phone after picking at the third ring while lowering myself to sit on the bed.

The calls had caught me while I was climbing the stairs back to my room. With the heavy loads that I had held in both hands, there was no way that I could have tried to get the ringing volume out of my bag.

I waited. But there was no answer from the other end.

“Hello, who is on the line?” , I repeated into the phone. I was clearly beginning to get irritated.

“I talk to you miles away and you infest me with raw, pure joy. You’re indeed a special one. Figures why I can’t seem to be able to let go of you. How are you doing, my beautiful one?”, He had answered.

Immediately, I knew who it was. But I decided to play along.

“Who am I speaking with, please?”, I said into the phone. Half-expecting him to be coy about his identity. Since that has pretty much being his way of ways.

“ Hahaha” , he had laughed. “It crushes my heart, beautiful one. If by now, you still do not recognise the voice of your prince.”

Last time I checked, I hadn’t married royalty. So what he was saying about Princes and horses eluded me.

“ Anyways, this is Henderson Williams. We met on New Year’s day. I take it you remember me by now, yes?”, he had asked.

“ Oh. You. Hii”, I was clearly not good at this game. I replied. Stammering my words out.

” Yeah. Me. Same me. ”

I could almost see him grinning from the other end.

“ What’s up? “, I asked.

“ N’un much. I just called to ask if you’re going to be available, Saturday afternoon. I am coming to your school. We’re going out.”

Wow. Straight-forward. I liked.

At this point, I knew I had to put an end to whatever craze it is that was about to start. This was unreasonable enough and I knew I was not supposed to encourage any of it.

“Ohh. Okayy. What time, Saturday?”, I had found myself saying.

“ Say 12pm? Till evening. I plan to spend my whole day with you, my princess”

“Okay then. See you, Saturday. “, I said into my phone before dropping the call.

This was exactly going down that path I was ordered not to.

What is my problem, really? Am I even out of my mind? Maybe I should Call him back and cancel the date? , I had thought to myself.