Diary of a single Ibo girl
''Hello'', he said, smiling sheepishly.
''Hello'', I responded, still trying to figure out if I should smile or not.
''Can I join you''?, he asked, still smiling. Now he was giving me one yeye sexy expression like that.
''Sure'', I answered chewing my chicken in the best sexy way I know.
'' Are you alone, or waiting for someone''? He asked, sitting down comfortably. Somehow, I knew, I was going to predict all of his next lines, but I prayed against it... Oh yes! I really prayed.
'' No, I'm alone'', I replied.
And with a seeming shocked expression (or was that sarcasm...?), he continued, as already predicted;
'' Ha! how can a beautiful girl be all alone''?
Hoping he would recognize the sarcasm that follows, I answered; " not everyone comes to eat in the restaurant with the whole village''
I had hoped at this point he would get the joke and let it slide, but no! cute boy decided to keep playing;
'' No, a fine girl like you shouldn't be eating alone''.
Now, I was getting the picture. Cute boy wants me to buy him food.
'' What would you like to eat''?, I asked.
Excitedly he replied, "you want to buy me food... that's good o''.
At this point, I was beginning to lose my cool. But I was still praying for Grace on his behalf. Because at the same time, I was beginning to lose my appetite.
He started doing his eyes like a fly perched on his eyelids and licking his lips like there was harmattan. God! how I detest that lip licking. Like a saying " when a guy wants to lie, he licks his lips to lubricate the lies...
To be continued...