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Chapter Six
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2020-10-07 22:48:34“I almost didn’t come,” I told her for added effect. I turned to face her, her expression was priceless.
She glared at me. It looked comical on her half-hearted painted face. She was a bad makeup artist, actually but she would never let up.
“Ada, I’m glad you’re saying that as a joke because if you’d carried it out, your ass is going to get busted by me." Her voice went low for added effect.
“I wish there was a mirror here. You’d find that you’re looking like a clown.” I laughed softly.
She rolled her eyes as she smacked me playfully on the arm. “It’s not that bad and doesn’t even try to change the subject.”
“I know you’re too soft to do any of that.” I teased as I flicked her hand off my arm.
“Try me.” She placed her hands on her hips for effect.
I laughed. “Come on. Let’s go inside. My legs are on fire.” I whined smoothly as I tried to get a hold of her left arm.
She quickly retracted it from my reach, folding her arms across her chest. “Not so fast missy. You just told me you don’t want to be here. You aren’t going through that door until I hear you say otherwise.”
I rolled my eyes. Trust Joyce to tune up the drama even when it was unnecessary. To be on the safe side, I had to add my own drama to the mix. We were crazy like that.
“I really can’t believe you ate all that up. You know, if I couldn’t be here, I would be in that stuffy house being a depressed housemate.” I pointed out.
“Bitch, with me, you can’t be depressed, ever!” She grounded out.
She pulled me to a hug in that same breathe. I hugged her back, smiling cheekily. Joyce was just the best friend money can’t buy.
“Yes ma'am.”
She laughed. “I’m just so glad you’re here, girl.”
“Same, same,” I admitted.
She unwound herself from me, only for her to place her hands across my shoulder blade as she cajoled me into her majestic house. Oh, sorry, mansion.
“Girl, I am glad you're now on the same page with me. I've always harped to you that, that place isn’t a
home but a house. I wouldn’t be able to stay there for a day! If they hadn’t let you out, I would've gotten over there to show them a bit of their own medicine.” She bragged.I laughed so hard. Joyce was all talk and no action. I loved her though, she made everything feel lighter and better. She looked at me like I've offended her and it only made me turn into hysterics.
She smacked my hands and said she was serious. I tried so hard to stop laughing, I honestly did. If it worked, I didn’t know because a teenager and two kids came out from the parlour to meet us at the corridor.
They looked expectantly at us. I guess waiting for us to say something. Joyce smiled at each of us.
She cleared her throat dramatically. “I guess it’s time for you to meet my cousins and it’s also time for you guys to meet my best friend. The girl I’ve been chattering about since you got here.”
I blushed. I don’t know why but that seemed to make my adrenaline get heightened. I was really not the type that liked to be placed on the spot. I was a low-key kind of girl.
She pulled me closer to her, grinning with pride. Did I tell you Joyce was dramatic? Well, now you know.
“Now, you meet her in flesh.” She looked at me with a smile. “Ok, ok, she is none other than Adanna. I mean that’s her name. It fits her, don’t you think?” She asked her cousins.
Grinning, they nodded.
She released me and swept her hands towards the three. “These annoying triangles are my notorious cousins.” She smirked.
They returned it with a glare. I placed my right palm on my mouth to tamp down the bubble of laughter that seemed to tickle through my loins. As expected, I didn’t succeed. It all came out in a sing-song way.
“Joyce, you’re not really one to talk, you know?” The adolescent shot back in a sickly sweet voice.
She waved him off. “Anyway, that big boy is called Emeka and these two little devils go by the name, Precious and Onyinye.”
“We aren’t little devils but princesses please.” Onyinye contradicted.
We all laughed.
“Princesses, my foot.” Joyce taunted.
“Don’t be like this friend. They are both cute pumpkins.” I cooed. I resisted the urge to pinch their cheeks.
They smiled at me. I smiled back, feeling happy.
“You’re really better than Sister Joyce,” Precious added.
“I sure am.” I conceded.
We all laughed once again. I felt Joyce tug on my arms, which was code for time to go.
She smacked my hands and said she was serious. I tried so hard to stop laughing, I honestly did. If it worked, I didn’t know because a teenager and two kids came out from the parlour to meet us at the corridor.
They looked expectantly at us. I guess waiting for us to say something. Joyce smiled at each of us.
She cleared her throat dramatically. “I guess it’s time for you to meet my cousins and it’s also time for you guys to meet my best friend. The girl I’ve been chattering about since you got here.”
I blushed. I don’t know why but that seemed to make my adrenaline get heightened. I was really not the type that liked to be placed on the spot. I was a low-key kind of girl.
She pulled me closer to her, grinning with pride. Did I tell you Joyce was dramatic? Well, now you know.
“Now, you meet her in flesh.” She looked at me with a smile. “Ok, ok, she is none other than Adanna. I mean that’s her name. It fits her, don’t you think?” She asked her cousins.
Grinning, they nodded.
She released me and swept her hands towards the three. “These annoying triangles are my notorious cousins.” She smirked.
They returned it with a glare. I placed my right palm on my mouth to tamp down the bubble of laughter that seemed to tickle through my loins. As expected, I didn’t succeed. It all came out in a sing-song way.
“Joyce, you’re not really one to talk, you know?” The adolescent shot back in a sickly sweet voice.
She waved him off. “Anyway, that big boy is called Emeka and these two little devils go by the name, Precious and Onyinye.”
“We aren’t little devils but princesses please.” Onyinye contradicted.
We all laughed.
“Princesses, my foot.” Joyce taunted.
“Don’t be like this friend. They are both cute pumpkins.” I cooed. I resisted the urge to pinch their cheeks.
They smiled at me. I smiled back, feeling happy.
“You’re really better than Sister Joyce.” Precious added.
“I sure am.” I conceded.
We all laughed once again. I felt Joyce tug on my arms, which was code for time to go.
I smiled shyly. I wasn’t so used to chatting with boys. They always seemed to bring off some type of vibe that gives me second-hand anxiety. I mean the males back home, were as uptight as can be and the ones in school were a complete mess. Always, trying to prank unsuspecting people.
“Come on honey.”
Joycegrabbed my hands. “Let's get you comfortable.”I was a tad grateful she said that. I needed to sit down as soon as possible. My ankle and spine were badgering my brain for some sort of release. We walked towards the stairs as Joyce led me upstairs while she sang a pop song. I wanted to stuff some cotton in my ears. She was the worst vocalist ever, she sang like tissue paper.
We walked through couple of closed doors that hid the rooms from curious eyes until we got to a black door at the far end of the wall. She unlocked the door with a key that was tucked inside her jean skirt pocket.
“Come on in.” She invited.
I smiled at her, then focused my attention on the room.
It was so minimalist and so beautiful. It had a bed, office desk and two reclining chairs. The wardrobe was movably creating an artistic appeal. What actually impressed me was the colour, a baby blue. I was truly in love with it at that moment. I love appreciating things. I feel like if you appreciate things you don’t have, you see the beauty in things you never thought of.
I dumped my bag on the floor, then flung myself on the bed. I felt my breath come out in a whoosh. I actually closed my eyes in relief. I proceeded to raise up my legs and actually did a swirl. Perfect. I enjoyed every moment of my muscles loosening up.
“This is heaven.” I breathed out.“I knew you were dying to sit down, literally.” Joyce teased softly.
I sat up rapidly, smiling at her. “You can say that again. Your house is too far.”
