My Lecturer And I Episode 8
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👫 My Lecturer And I EPISODE EIGHT: 💞
The following morning at around 8:00 am,I had woken up taken breakfast then went to do some cleaning.I needed to do some washing before visiting the chapel later in the afternoon.
As I was washing the clothes one of my neighbors Chris came to give me company.He sat at the verandah while saying his usual stories.
Chris was a second year student and was doing Bsc in Economics.The boy always wanted a relationship with me but I wasn’t ready to take things further from friendship.
He was tall,dark and slim this made him look more handsome and attractive.We had always spent time with him mostly during the weekends,since we were free.
We talked at length as we made jokes.The thought of Mr Lennox had faded in my mind.He wasn’t my problem anymore at least since it was on a Saturday.
Afterwards he invited me to his house to have lunch with him.I didn’t oblige since we always did it several times.
We then enjoyed a movie upto around 3:00 pm when I went in to have a bath.
I had tried to convince Chris again to prepare himself so that we could visit the chapel but he just would not.I didn’t understand why he never liked visiting the church yet he was a gentleman,maybe it is because of his introvert nature.
Arriving at the School Chapel many CU leaders were already in.Dalia and the other students were infront of the church singing praise songs.
The church wasn’t full like Sundays during the church service so I walked to a corner,knelt and said a word of prayer.
After the small devotion,at around five pm we started leaving the chapel at our own pleasure.We stood with Dalia and some other students having a chat.
We then walked while we discussed and made stories.The tarmac pathways that led to the rentals were busy that day with students who were moving to different directions.It was a weekend and everyone was free.
We walked while throwing glances at the goods that were being sold on the way.It was hot so we had bought ice creams from one of the vendors.
At the Kenyatta Av street,we branched at a certain corner when we bumped in to Mr Lennox,he offered us a ride.I tried to resist but Dalia had accepted so we opened the back seat door and got in.
We drove as Mr Lennox and Dalia chatted.I remained quiet all the time.Dalia tried to cheer me up but I was bored.
After around twenty minutes drive,the lecturer had dropped as some meters away from where we lived.He was supposed to branch at a corner that led to Syokimau.
We walked with Dalia.I told her that I didn’t like the lecturer at all and that I didn’t feel safe.She had replied back by saying that maybe I was just tired
“ Dalia didn’t I tell you that Mr Lennox wants a relationship with me”
“ Okay but si you turned him down,what is the problem”
“ You won’t understand Dal” I had told her.
The remaining part of the journey that we trek we never said anything to each other.Dalia was on call with his boyfriend on the earphones so I took my earphone out of my handbag and played some gospel songs as we walked.
TO BE CONTINUED
