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Chapter 5
Okay I’ll- wait what
We danced liked the crazy people we were, close yet strange, sweet yet insane, cool yet tender, happy yet…something else. I hoped that Cal was noticing, I haven’t seen him since he and Grey left the kitchen.
Sage and Beth came back after there bathroom break and joined us, and soon we were the four Marafiki of awesome dancing together.
When we took break, Grey and (girly squeal please) Cal went to us. It was hard to ignore the icy glares from the female population when two of the ‘it’ boys from school approached us.
“Hey,” I say breathless, my eyes on Cal. Who only nodded and continued looking around, obviously bored.
“I got wewe this,” Grey told Beth, handing her a perfectly normal bottled water.
Beth grinned. “Thanks,” she wrapped him in a hug. He stiffened for a second, before relaxing into it.
When they broke apart, Grey’s face was slightly red. “No problem.”
They bid there farewells, Cal looked at me. “Nice necklace,” then he turned and quickly followed Grey, and they both left.
“Eeep! Eeep! Eeep! Eeeeeeeeeeeppp!” I squealed. “Did wewe hear that?!”
The gals traded amused glances, Beth uncapped her bottle and took a big thirsty gulp.
“Sharing is caring!” Sage wailed, and Beth let her take a sip.
“Doubled!” I say, and Ali quickly retorts. “Tripled!”
We all took a sip and sighed.
“Bless this sweet water that gives us our strength.” We all alisema at the same time in our dreamy state.
Then Sage looks me. “Did wewe hear what he said?!”
“I know!!!” I yell, doing a happy dance.
“He likes your necklace,” Ali says in song like way, and soon we all followed.
“He likes your necklace! He likes your necklace! He likes your necklace! He likes your necklace!” We all chanted, doing our happy dance, which is basically this kind of twirl.
After taking a deep breath, I grin at my gals. “Excuse me ladies, but I need a bathroom break myself, and hopefully a run-in with a handsome named C,” I wink. “I’ll find my way.”
They all wave at me, and I sashay towards the hall, I go upstairs, because I feel the upstairs bathrooms are way zaidi sanitary.
When I reach the juu of the stairs, my phone goes off, confused I look to see an unfamiliar number.
“Stranger danger, stalker alert! Sorry buddy, but I don’t associate with a someone who stalks there crush.” Even though I do, but still, it’s expected from a girl.
“Like I would waste my time on a loser like you,” a familiar voice said, and I immediately scowled.
“Give me the address of whoever told wewe my phone number,” I say in a deadly voice.
“Chill out-”
“Who says ‘chill’ anymore?”
“I’m bringing it back.”
“Whatever I’m-”
“You owe me. Remember?”
“Grrr,” I totally forgot about that.
I could practically feel his smirk. “To busy drooling over Cal.”
“No!”
Grey laughed. “Sure, where are you?”
“Upstairs right in front of the bathroom door but don’t wewe dare-”
He shut off the phone!
I mentally face palmed, I just had to dumbly tell him where I was, didn’t I?
I leaned against the door, waiting for him. As always he comes right on time, fashionably late.
“I have Marafiki waiting for me downstairs! And wewe take an hour, to get here!” I demand, furious.
“Your Marafiki are covered, I got them outside drooling over the guys playing football.” He didn’t seem happy.
“Jealous there drooling over them instead of you?” I sneer.
Grey rolls his eyes. “So I know you’ve been curious.”
“Yeah. What do wewe want? In terms of ‘oweing’?” I ask using air quotes.
He hesitates for a moment. “Beth,” he says simply.
“Not a surprise, I already know,” I laugh at his widening eyes. “Come on, it’s so obvious…to me anyway. But I am not going to just hand her over like some doll.”
He looked disturbed. “Of course not! It’s just that, I want to tarehe her, and I think she looks up to you.”
I yawn and he glares at me.
He nervously runs a hand through his hair. “You’re her best friend, wewe can put in a good outlook on me, wewe know.”
“That’s impossible considering your barely good,” I tell him.
He glares at me again. “I’m nice, just not to you. You’ll set us up.”
“Okay I will.”
“You’ll convince her that I’m not that bad.”
“Okay I will.”
“You’ll give me free access to your house.”
“Okay I’ll- wait WHAT?”
Grey rubs his ears. “Gosh, could wewe be any zaidi louder,” he grumbles.
“Why free access?”
“In case she comes!”
“Boy, what have wewe been drinking?!”
He ignores me. “So we’ll be alone, able to talk.”
“No! Your smoking, aren’t you?”
“And she’ll get to know me better.”
“That drugged cup?”
“You owe me!”
I huff, “fine.”
Grey smirks. “See wewe later.”
He saunters down the stairs, and I sigh. What have I gotten myself into?
But that means zaidi time spent with Grey, which means zaidi time spent with Cal. It may be a crazy excuse to be close to him all the time, but hey, I owe him.
Maybe this won't end in a disaster after all, because I just shudder at what Grey would do if I didn't help him out.
Cross fingers please!
Chapter 5
Okay I’ll- wait what
We danced liked the crazy people we were, close yet strange, sweet yet insane, cool yet tender, happy yet…something else. I hoped that Cal was noticing, I haven’t seen him since he and Grey left the kitchen.
Sage and Beth came back after there bathroom break and joined us, and soon we were the four Marafiki of awesome dancing together.
When we took break, Grey and (girly squeal please) Cal went to us. It was hard to ignore the icy glares from the female population when two of the ‘it’ boys from school approached us.
“Hey,” I say breathless, my eyes on Cal. Who only nodded and continued looking around, obviously bored.
“I got wewe this,” Grey told Beth, handing her a perfectly normal bottled water.
Beth grinned. “Thanks,” she wrapped him in a hug. He stiffened for a second, before relaxing into it.
When they broke apart, Grey’s face was slightly red. “No problem.”
They bid there farewells, Cal looked at me. “Nice necklace,” then he turned and quickly followed Grey, and they both left.
“Eeep! Eeep! Eeep! Eeeeeeeeeeeppp!” I squealed. “Did wewe hear that?!”
The gals traded amused glances, Beth uncapped her bottle and took a big thirsty gulp.
“Sharing is caring!” Sage wailed, and Beth let her take a sip.
“Doubled!” I say, and Ali quickly retorts. “Tripled!”
We all took a sip and sighed.
“Bless this sweet water that gives us our strength.” We all alisema at the same time in our dreamy state.
Then Sage looks me. “Did wewe hear what he said?!”
“I know!!!” I yell, doing a happy dance.
“He likes your necklace,” Ali says in song like way, and soon we all followed.
“He likes your necklace! He likes your necklace! He likes your necklace! He likes your necklace!” We all chanted, doing our happy dance, which is basically this kind of twirl.
After taking a deep breath, I grin at my gals. “Excuse me ladies, but I need a bathroom break myself, and hopefully a run-in with a handsome named C,” I wink. “I’ll find my way.”
They all wave at me, and I sashay towards the hall, I go upstairs, because I feel the upstairs bathrooms are way zaidi sanitary.
When I reach the juu of the stairs, my phone goes off, confused I look to see an unfamiliar number.
“Stranger danger, stalker alert! Sorry buddy, but I don’t associate with a someone who stalks there crush.” Even though I do, but still, it’s expected from a girl.
“Like I would waste my time on a loser like you,” a familiar voice said, and I immediately scowled.
“Give me the address of whoever told wewe my phone number,” I say in a deadly voice.
“Chill out-”
“Who says ‘chill’ anymore?”
“I’m bringing it back.”
“Whatever I’m-”
“You owe me. Remember?”
“Grrr,” I totally forgot about that.
I could practically feel his smirk. “To busy drooling over Cal.”
“No!”
Grey laughed. “Sure, where are you?”
“Upstairs right in front of the bathroom door but don’t wewe dare-”
He shut off the phone!
I mentally face palmed, I just had to dumbly tell him where I was, didn’t I?
I leaned against the door, waiting for him. As always he comes right on time, fashionably late.
“I have Marafiki waiting for me downstairs! And wewe take an hour, to get here!” I demand, furious.
“Your Marafiki are covered, I got them outside drooling over the guys playing football.” He didn’t seem happy.
“Jealous there drooling over them instead of you?” I sneer.
Grey rolls his eyes. “So I know you’ve been curious.”
“Yeah. What do wewe want? In terms of ‘oweing’?” I ask using air quotes.
He hesitates for a moment. “Beth,” he says simply.
“Not a surprise, I already know,” I laugh at his widening eyes. “Come on, it’s so obvious…to me anyway. But I am not going to just hand her over like some doll.”
He looked disturbed. “Of course not! It’s just that, I want to tarehe her, and I think she looks up to you.”
I yawn and he glares at me.
He nervously runs a hand through his hair. “You’re her best friend, wewe can put in a good outlook on me, wewe know.”
“That’s impossible considering your barely good,” I tell him.
He glares at me again. “I’m nice, just not to you. You’ll set us up.”
“Okay I will.”
“You’ll convince her that I’m not that bad.”
“Okay I will.”
“You’ll give me free access to your house.”
“Okay I’ll- wait WHAT?”
Grey rubs his ears. “Gosh, could wewe be any zaidi louder,” he grumbles.
“Why free access?”
“In case she comes!”
“Boy, what have wewe been drinking?!”
He ignores me. “So we’ll be alone, able to talk.”
“No! Your smoking, aren’t you?”
“And she’ll get to know me better.”
“That drugged cup?”
“You owe me!”
I huff, “fine.”
Grey smirks. “See wewe later.”
He saunters down the stairs, and I sigh. What have I gotten myself into?
But that means zaidi time spent with Grey, which means zaidi time spent with Cal. It may be a crazy excuse to be close to him all the time, but hey, I owe him.
Maybe this won't end in a disaster after all, because I just shudder at what Grey would do if I didn't help him out.
Cross fingers please!
We are going separate ways.
We must leave each other,
Though I regret it,
There is nothing either of us
Can do.
We are going separate ways.
The bright light shines in our futures,
For the separate ways we go
Are the best for each of us.
We must leave for the good of it,
Though I don't want to,
And I know wewe don't either.
But it is important that we do.
It is never easy
Doing what we do the worst,
Leaving each other,
And the thoughts that we are...
Best friends...leaving each other...
We must go our separate ways.
For our own good.
And we pray that one day...
We will meet each other again.
And we will.
We must leave each other,
Though I regret it,
There is nothing either of us
Can do.
We are going separate ways.
The bright light shines in our futures,
For the separate ways we go
Are the best for each of us.
We must leave for the good of it,
Though I don't want to,
And I know wewe don't either.
But it is important that we do.
It is never easy
Doing what we do the worst,
Leaving each other,
And the thoughts that we are...
Best friends...leaving each other...
We must go our separate ways.
For our own good.
And we pray that one day...
We will meet each other again.
And we will.
On a starry sky
In the moonlight
At midnight
When I think of you
My moyo beats faster
For there is no one like you
Who makes my siku perfect
Make my body to go numb
Lose myself
And forever hold that smile on my face
Its true that we are
Now on our separate ways
With the promises aside
That we'll meet again
For again might also mean
The inayofuata moment
au maybe never
wewe may songesha on
Find your perfect princess
In this imperfect world
But to me
You'll always be
My prince charming
And thus the swali remains
Should I songesha on?
Should I forget?
Is this the destiny of my life?
Only time will tell
But until then
You'll hold a fragment of my soul
For my mind wants to songesha on
But my moyo stays persistent
That you'll one siku turn unto me
In the moonlight
At midnight
When I think of you
My moyo beats faster
For there is no one like you
Who makes my siku perfect
Make my body to go numb
Lose myself
And forever hold that smile on my face
Its true that we are
Now on our separate ways
With the promises aside
That we'll meet again
For again might also mean
The inayofuata moment
au maybe never
wewe may songesha on
Find your perfect princess
In this imperfect world
But to me
You'll always be
My prince charming
And thus the swali remains
Should I songesha on?
Should I forget?
Is this the destiny of my life?
Only time will tell
But until then
You'll hold a fragment of my soul
For my mind wants to songesha on
But my moyo stays persistent
That you'll one siku turn unto me