Its 11:30 am and you were already on your way to the appointment with the therapist you just booked, you used the back door to avoid the scrutiny and because most of all you didn't want to see the new boys face.
Sitting at the back seat of your car {you had a driver} you picked up your phone and texted your mother
"Sorry mom, I went out to run an errand, used the back door will talk later see you soon"
'madam do you like the new boy?' your driver Asked
'I DON'T' you replied sincerely, your driver ,Robert had been the only person close to a companion you've had in the recent years, he had just started driving you eight years ago after your previous one had been locked up for having a hand in your nude leak, but all the same you kept him at arm's length out of scrutiny and many other reasons, he was a large tall man who was quite handsom..... too handsome for a driver you always said to yourself.
'ha! Ha!, I get that , always been the same haven't you, little Anny'
'stop calling me that, I am a woman now'
'don't care you would always be little in my eyes , same girl I met eight years ago'
'Eight years ago…' you muttered to yourself, eight years ago , the year 2016, the most traumatic year of your life, a year that drained you of your original happiness that the events, you wished to be deleted from your memory.
You were fourteen... little, naïve shy , spoiled , rich , cocky, non-chalant.. you attended a mixed gender boarding school in Greenhills... not too far from your home.
It was a prestigious under -the –radar type of school, a shool only the elites would know about, it belonged to the wife of the then vice president and collected a heavy amount as a tuition
A school so elite that students were allowed to bring in their smart phones although this feature was optional, your parents being who they are gave it to you nonetheless, its name? ; Well you try not to remember but I don't think that's possible, Delight high school that was its name. you had always looked grown for your age everybody kept telling you that, at fourteen you were already five foot and four inches tall with a fairly developed bosom and round hips and to top it off you were quite beautiful, so you considered yourself an uncommon commodity and that made you cocky.
It was in the second semester of your seond year at junior secondary, that was where you met Daniel, the tall fair year 4 boy who was a fresh student at the shool , he had asked you for the direction to the school hospital ,
'exuse me , student' you heard, while you and three of your friends, or rather minions were jittering on the road side, you all looked towards his directionabandoning your conversations.
It was quite an eye catch, you immideatly walked up to him and your friends seemed to agree to his attractiveness too as you heard mild ululations and tskss coming up between them, this was a subonious habit that you all developed within yourselves when you saw a handsome boy.
Not wanting interruptions while talking to him, you immediately shooed your friends away subtly with your fingers
'hi!' you said smiling broadly
'hi, I am looking for the school clinic' he said returning the smile by giving you a clear view of his dentures , you realised how muh more handsome he was
'oh! Its just around the vice principals office, two rights through that road and you would be there in no time' you replied still smiling, you noticed that his face had now squeezed up a bit and the smile he had previously, though still present had withered down.
'I…i.. am sorry, that's too complicated for me, if you are less busy an you please guide me to the place' he said in distressed voice, and that was the first thing you learnt about him, that perffet boy who wasn't so perfect as he wasn't good with directions, you felt like you knew him.
'oh, I don't mind its sports time anyway' you replied, and then you both laughed for some reason you cant remember and immediately led him to the clinic.
'I am Daniel and you'
'Anabel, I am Anabel
'what class are you in?'
'seventh grade you?'
You looked at him hoping for a reaction, but aside for the momentarily flick of his eye lash, nothing came and you liked that..
'ninth grade, old or new student?'
'old, been here since fifth grade'
'I am a new student, just arrived yesterday'
'oh that's nice, welcome to the great capitalist school, be sure to enjoy your parent's money' you both laughed, this time for a known reason
'so we can now say that we are friends right?'
'I don't know depends on your definition of the word'
'what do you think a friend is? Wait... scratch that who do you think a friend is?'
'I don't know, I guess to be a friend I would have seen you over ten times a week, and not just seeing, we would have to hold a meaningful conversation every time and most of all you would have my number'
'wow… that's a lot' you both took the first right
'you think?'
'well…am certain that I could pull all of those off, can I have your number, let's start from there' you noticed that, the cheeky smile of his had returned, you both stopped on your tracks and exchanged numbers, and continued walking taking the second right, the vice principal's office was visible now and so was the clinic A brown bricked walled bungalow with a large emblem of the national medial logo embedded on its entrance.
'So are we friends yet?' Daniel asked
'Well… you are one step nearer, but for one you are my senior'
'Well junior, I can see the clinic, I can find my way from here, thank you'
'The pleasure was mine'
'Wait….i can see the sports ground from here, wasn't that where I met you?, we could have just walked straight to this place are you sure you are an old student'
But you didn't answer, you skidded off.
'Madam, we are here' Robert said, interrupting your stream of thoughts again. It was the therapist building, a five floor- plaza with numerous stores, the therapist occupied one of them, you could see different posters that had been mounted up, in front of the respective shops, an auto repair shop stood directly beside where your driver had parked, clothes and whatnots were sold and at the topmost floor stood a long sign 'DR RASHED ONSULTATION OFFICE'