I fall for it.
She is so cute!. With her white fluffy skin. She has pink lips. And it's adorable. I don't talk much because of my weird tone very different from theirs.
"Are we ok now?."
She insists on her silly look. The look which makes me fall for her.
Her gaze is funny, thou.
"Okay!."
I drag my words, with a weird look, I'm holding my laughter.
"Then, what will you say about us having lunch together?."
She asks
"I don't think this will be possible!."
I flinch.
Reason being that, I don't have a part-time job yet and I don't even know when I will find one.
The money I received from the scholarship is really small. I don't think it will last for the three coming months, no matter how economical I might be.
I can't afford to eat out or to waste money!. It's so expensive here.
"Don't bother, It's my treat!.".
She insists
It's just as if she read in my mind.
Wow, free lunch I'm practically jumping in my mind right now.
"Okay, if you insist!."
I calmly answer, not exhibit my enthusiasm.
"3 pm, 'New land restaurant'. It's beside the entrance of the University. Please be on time!."
She insists
"Okay!."
I accept
With that, she leaves.
Now I am dancing on my way to my next course.
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A few hours later,
I enter the restaurant, literally running right now.
"So sorry!."
I exclaim as I move closer to her.
She remains seated, staring at me with a nasty glance of disappointment.
This makes me feel culpable.
"I am truly sorry!."
I insist
She scoffs.
"You better be!."
And she frowns
I simply nod with a dismal glance!.
"Okay...!..."
I pull my words as I take a seat.
"Wow, this place is Fabulous!.".
I'm staring at places with my eyes wildly open, stunned as usual.
"Yeah!."
She nods at me.
Yet, she is still frowning!.
"You made me wandered like a lost goat. I was about leaving before you entered."
She is still mad at me.
I don't know what to do!.
"Anyway, it's cool!."
She smiles.
Her smile cold my heart and makes me feel more relief
"Oouufff!. I nearly missed this free lunch!."
I tell my self without any bad thoughts.
I'm just being happy and grateful.
"Let's start ordering what to eat first, before anything."
she notifies me
Then I pick up the menu at her words. And I start glancing at the menu, hoping to rapidly grab a nice dish.
"I insist because here they cook as you order and it takes time, not too much thou!. But we can have some drinks too!."
She describes
I widen my eyes at her words.
"Nice suggestions but no money!."
I tell myself
"Don't bother still my treat!."
She exclaims at my reaction
"Embarrassing!."
I hit myself in my mind.
"Thank you!."
I just nod at her like everything is okay, meanwhile, within me, I am withering of shame.
She simply gleams at me.
"Waiter!. Please waiter!."
She calls for one
She hasn't opened the menu since we entered. I guess it's because she is familiar with this place.
While
I'm here, totally confused about to order in this big menu. It's so big, I don't know which page to open and the names are so confusing.
And I'm scared to order for what I won't be able to devour, because I am damn hungry.
This menu is more of a catalogue, this isn't a menu.
"OMG!."
And it's so costly. 40$ just for a simple cocktail. Oh my goodness this 40$ can buy a whole crate of juice or more in my country.
"Welcome back Miss. Natasha!."
The waiter moves closer, now he is standing beside us with his pen and notebook in his hands.
"Thanks!."
She nods at him, in a very low tone and a smile.
"So what are you ordering!."
She impatiently stares at me, with the waiter facing me too.
This makes me quiver.
I am speechless, with my eyes roaming on the menu.
"It's okay!."
She smiles at me, calling for the waiter's attention to her.
"One potion of greasy nachos tacos with some fries, don't forget the sauce. Drink...!..."
She hesitates on what to take
"Hmmm, one drunken monkey cocktail. And a chocolate 'key lime pie' for dessert!."
She lists without peeking at the menu.
I'm just admiring her!.
"Wow!. This girl is definitely wealthy!."
I tell my self
"That will be all!."
She concludes
"Noted. What about you Miss?."
The waiter turns back his eyes in my direction. Like he was sent by the evil people of my village to torture me.
I thought I was done with him!. His stare freezes me up.
"Same thing!."
She immediately replies. With that, the waiter leaves
Now
She is staring at places so do I. No one is talking and it's getting weird.
"I don't know your name and I guess you don't know mine too!. So let's start with presentation!."
She breaks through the silence dwelling.
"Great!."
I nod.
"Then I will start."
She takes a deep breath, with lots of assurance.
"I'm Natasha, 22yrs. First-year of Master in business administration and analysis."
She briefly introduces herself
"Sheila 23 years old and first year in Master of Business, same as you. I am from Africa!."
I take over
I usually say, Africa to cut things short with no lengthy explanations.
"Nice to meet you!. Sheila from Africa!."
She offers her hand, sending it forward to me.
"My pleasure, Natasha!."
And I offer my hand in return
We rapidly shake hands!.
The waiter then comes with our cocktail and places it on the table.
"Wow, it looks delicious!."
I can't wait to savour it.
I take a sip, she sips. We concurrently sip at the same flash. Spontaneously.
"Hahaha!..."
We are both staring at each other and laughs at our prosecution.
"That was weird!."
She exclaims with a laugh on her face
"Really!."
I nod
She seems cool!.
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Later on,
The food is been served.
We start eating and we can barely talk, we are eating like starved animals.
"OMG, it's so delicious!."
I exclaim with food-filled in my mouth. Not very nice to see.
"Hahaha...!."
She laughs at me
Immediately chew, swallow the food and I wipe my mouth.
"Sorry!."
I exclaim
She is still laughing, it's sound more like a mockery to me.
"If my friends see you...!..."
She exclaims without concluding her statement.
I can't get why!. It's kind of embarrassing.
"Which friends?. What are you talking about?."
I get nervous
"Never mind!."
She holds her laugh.
"Stop giving me attitudes and eat your food!."
She smiles back at me.
Then we continue to eat.
I don't want to talk again. Until I finish eating.
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When we got done eating and drinking,
We moved out of the restaurant.
Now,
We are strolling, on our way to the campus. I guess she has a room too.
"So you live on campus?."
She inquires
"Yes!.."
I drag my words, like "we all live on campus!."
Weird question.
"Those rooms are so small!. How do you cope?."
"Really?."
I exclaim
"It's obvious!."
She gets stunned at my question
"I love, bigger rooms like I got more space for my self. Anyway, I'm happy because I don't stay on campus!. I have my apartment. It's not too far from her!. You can come someday."
She describes.
"Wow, cool. Regardless, I'm contented with my room!."
I confide
"Yeah, that it's surely because you come from Africa!."
She careless and arrogantly exclaims
This is like a slap in my face. I frown at her audacity.
"No!."
I get hostile
She feels my change in tone.
"Whatever, I don't want to fight over it!."
She moves ahead
I stay back without following her.
"Like seriously!."
She turns back her face into my direction, whispering to her self.
She stops and waits for me. I remain stagnant, gazing at her, frowning
"Sorry..!."
She moves back to me, pulling her words along.
I don't say anything.
"Can we move now?."
She clenched my hand.
"Africa is a nice place with human beings like you and me!."
I clarify, illustrating with my hands pointing in her direction.
"Noted, professor!."
She exclaims with a weary look, rolling her eyes at the same time faking a nap.
It's unusual and very funny.
"Like seriously!."
I walk away hiding my laughter, just to tease her.
"Sorry... Sorry!..."
She pursues me.