This world is sha a very wicked place.
Here I was in an all white party putting on some crazy Buttocks off colour nonsense while the babe I had like a massive crush on was introducing me to her nonsense boyfriend.
What a wicked world. I pitied myself. But Nawa for you o, I just smiled and do face like it’s perfectly normal for a girl who had made a pass on me some weeks ago to have a boyfriend.
I shoke hands with the nonsense Jay of a guy. But sha, the boy just fresh anyhow. All this ajebo children. He just brought out the kpako in me. Minus joke.
“Welcome to my party”. Jay said, looking me up and down. “Even though you are a bit off”
Arrogant bascard, I thought, na even the fool party sef. No shaking.
“I don’t like blending in”. I told him. Smiling my you can go and die smile as I motioned over what I was wearing.
The boy smiled, grabbed Clara by the waist and started moving away. Clara looked over her shoulder and said – “make yourself comfortable” then followed the fool. (why I dey insult this boy sef, fool just dey slip comot my finger)
Almost as if on cue the DJ changed the already blasting Olamide’s Lagos boys to Harrysong’s Play the ragge play the blues song. I rolled my eye. Perfect, I thought, very perfect. The gods just won mock me today.
I looked around. Nobody was paying me any attention, some were smoking weed. plus almost all of them had a girl on their arm, and the normal smooching thing sef don start for some corner while some others were dancing.
See my life na. I come single, wear off colour join. Isoriat.
I walked to the alcohol dispenser in the dining area and had the dude pour me booze in a red plastic cup I got at the dining table.
I brought the cup close to my mouth and Indian hemp come smell me. Like, it wasn’t as if it was surprising or anything because like 5 guys dey smoke the thing for the room. But somehow somehow kwa, it was as if the smell was coming from the drink.
I sniffed. It was definitely coming from the booze o. E be like these boys filter weed water take pour inside this thing. Only God knows what else they added. This ajebo children can do crazy things, they fit go even mix Cocaine join.
I looked around. Razz party. Whatever, I go need high mehn. I drank the booze. Nodding to Harrysong’s song, I walked to an empty seat in the crowded seating room and sank into it.
The party was already super crazy gan. Choi. See rocking and smooching everywhere. I just watched. I saw Clara and Jay dancing. Clara caught my eye and I looked away like say I bin no dey watch them. Msteeew. Nonsense people.
I continued scanning the room as I sipped my drink. I saw like two booties I liked. Mehn, some girls get hips no worry. Jayhoover. I watched one guy and a girl slip out to go upstairs. Without been told I knew what was about to get down. When this party start sef? wey everybody don comot for gear already
Just when the booze plus the weed water inside the booze plus whatever thing again wey these boys put was starting to take hold of me, Clara Waka and come. She pulled me up.
“You want Jay to kill me abi?” I said. Pulling back.
“Don’t be silly. Get up”.
“I can’t dance”. I told her. And no, minus joke. I really can’t dance. I dance like a bad dream.
“Just shake your body”. She told me.
Because I was starting to get high as F**K (on just one cup, only God know what was inside this drink) I just decided to break my no dance rule. I stood up and allowed Clara drag me to the middle of the room.
Like 20 people dey already gbedu and I saw Jay dancing with another fine babe like that. I and Clara started dancing. Mehn, it wasn’t a small thing. Highness na bastard.
Well, fast forward fast forward.
At a point I and Clara stopped dancing. I noticed another babe who was free. I rush am, pulled her up – just like that. Oh mehn, i’m high. Like, seriously. God. What did they put in the drink.
The babe I pulled up didn’t complain, she too sef don high die.. We danced and while we danced we talked. I made a few jokes and she laughed. The connection is there, I thought, in my head.
At a point, the devil whispered to me what to whisper to the babe . Piam, I no even think am. I just whispered it to her – just like that.
“Here is hot”. I whispered.”lets get out of here” . She nodded and started walking away, I followed her. She led the way to the staircase, I followed. Staggering a bit.
Just as I climbed the stairs I looked back and saw Clara looking at us. I throway face. Then I remembered I didn’t even know the name of the babe I was following. Well, who cares.
We got up and entered a corridor. The babe pushed a door to the right and we balled into a badly lit room. On the bed were the boy and the girl who had slipped out of the party downstairs earlier. They were stark Unclad and just about to “you know na”.
I shouted something I can’t really remember now. The babe I was with apologized at the Unclad figures and we shut the door and started laughing those kind of no reason mumu laugh that you laugh when you are high.
She fell on me, I held her. Slipped my palms down her buttocks and gave it a squeeze. She pulled my hands away and hit my chest playfully.
For where. The alcohol in my system pushed me on. I gently pushed her to the wall and just as she was about to raise her hand to push against my chest I caught it. Raised it above her head and gently pinned it on the wall.
Leaning in I slowly brushed my lips against hers. Then looked at her. Her resistance stopped . Piam, I moved in. I rubbed her lower lip with my lip then slowly took it inbetween my lips and kissed her gently.
I released her hands, slid my hand around her waist and pulled her closer. She kissed me back, raising up her hand she pulled my head in. Kissing me deeper. I kissed her neck. No reaction. I went back to her lips and resumed where I stopped.
That was when Clara walked up to the corridor and saw us.
What she did next surprised me.
To Be Continued…