It all began with a smile

It all began with a smile... the smile that finally made love songs sensible, that made holiday lessons worth the trek...
I was 15(young and stupid) and unlike everyone else, I hated holiday lessons,
 ...I hated to see the boys from my secondary school struggle to impress girls from 'all girls' school.

I hated the wannabe girls
...I hated the way my brother always shouted 'Aunty Dami' anytime he saw me with my friends
 ...I hated the lesson teachers
...I hated the show off of whose school was the best
 I hated everything...


Then it all began to change, the day I lifted my eyes from the sight of the boring text of 'the old man and the sea' to the sight of him, need I say the most handsome boy I had ever seen (did I mention that I never fancied the boys from my school, what with the body odour and the lame toasting and for the record, they didn't exactly like me for I was 'stuck up' in their opinion) So back to my prince charming, he was my definition of perfect, his teeth were actually white (wow I thought all 15year old boys had natural yellow teeth) and then he looked in my direction though for like a millisecond but hey he looked at ME
 Then after lesson that day, some girls brought him up like 'that ss3 boy that came to collect chalk in our class is fine' (wow she read my mind) but my response was 'mtcheeew, he is not that fine'
 Days
later, I overheard the fine boy and one of my school boys talking and as hard as I tried to eavesdrop the only thing I heard was 'don't even bother, she may not even answer if you greet her' and that week sha continued to be dry as usual but the drooling and crushing continued too. But. Nothing. Happened

      Just when I was about to give up, the goddess of Cinderella smiled at me and my mum(unknowingly) being the agent of the gracious goddess decided to delay in picking up me and my brothers after lesson and then my moody self and my legion of brothers(the quiet one, the happy-go-lucky one and the whiny one) were all waiting (impatiently need I say) and the goddess also went ahead to minister to the cute boy to forget his assignment note in school and sent him back to ME. Trust me na, I acted cool ehn, I even almost denied my brothers and then he actually says hello (sadly to my brothers) then he continues to chat with them almost totally ignoring me and I was just there waiting for my turn and when I noticed that my turn might not come, I decided to 'put my mouth' and that was when he 'actually' noticed me(now that I'm wiser, I know he was just forming) and boy did I melt when he smiled at me and then I found out that he stayed on my street.

      {I think this is the point where I tell you that this isn't the fairy talic happy ever after cliche} So sha that's how I found myself begging my mum the next day to 'allow me and my brothers trek home b'cos everybody use to trek' and so like that like that cute boy starting escorting me and my brothers home



        {fast forward} I sha did one stupid hard to get for a long time...Like seeing him and saying 'whats the meaning of that message, pls stop sending love messages to my phone" the same texts that I secretly re read and memorized or even when my school girls whined me, I was always forming 'I don't even like the boy, I can dash you'
To cut the long story short sha, we lost contact for a long time and the next time I saw cute boy, he was dating an old friend from another school. And that, my friends, is how a 16 year old girl can get her heart broken.
    Dear cute boy, if you are reading this, Know these:
I loved you{}, I was just forming...
 ...I loved the wristwatch you bought for me {still remember the colour}
...my brothers loved you(I love them too BTW)
... I crammed the lyrics of a love song for you
 That was the best holiday lesson ever.

BAMISILE Damilola Blessing
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