Something Different (The Women I Love)
Before we resumed for the third year of Junior Secondary School, for the first time in my life, I began to notice how pretty girls are and started to “like” them. Something was different. It was like a veil was lifted from my eyes and I could actually see shapes, sizes and colors.
As a matter of fact, to say something was different would be an understatement. Everything was different and indeed, I Was Different.
By the time we resumed school, let’s just say I was no longer the “Innocent Boy” Tinu used to know. What I knew and what I wanted to know made me relate to girls a little differently. Every book about sex, relationship and intimacy I found, I hastily read. I stayed up at night listening to +18 rated radio shows, trying to make sense of the Male-Female world. it was like I had been let in through the backdoor into a different universe I never knew existed.
On the first day of the new school year, I was rushing to school to catch up with my friends whom I have missed during the holiday season when I ran into Hezekiah. He was with another girl this time around. I cannot remember her name at this time. They were strolling hand in hand into the school gate when I hastily ran to drag Hezekiah from her.
Pulling him into a corner, I whispered to him, “How can I make Tinu my girlfriend?” The hearty laugh he responded with left me dumbfounded.
“What’s wrong?” I asked him.
“You are unserious” he responded.
“School has not even begun and you are thinking of girlfriend already” he continued.
“But I don’t want anyone else to get her before me” I replied him.
“What makes you think she is single?” he quipped at me.
I had never thought of that. What if indeed she was already dating one of those guys that use to flock around her? For goodness sake, none of them was worthy of her.
What if she doesn’t fancy me? What if I ask her out and she refuses? Worse still, what if she laughs at me? What if she goes ahead to announce to the whole class that I had tried asking her out? I think I am having a heart attack. I was already sweating profusely.
“Guy, calm down,” Hezekiah said to me as he put an arm around my shoulder.
“Let us get into the class, see Tinu, then you’ll know what to do” he concluded.
I dragged myself into the class and didn’t bother coming out for the morning assembly. I had sunk into myself.
As the morning assembly ended and I could hear the chatter of students as they dispersed into their classrooms, I looked up from my chair and saw Tinu step into the class.