Just as classes ended, I summoned the courage
She was enrolled in June and August is fast approaching,
Yet I hadn’t said a word
Today she wasn’t with Taiwo
The coolest boy in our class
Taiwo had a 504 and he takes her to Pintos most Fridays after lesson
Taiwo brother sends him $50 every month so he kind of is the biggest boy in town
She has dark hair and fresh dark skinned
And there is something different about her looks
But even in that, what attracted me to her, I don’t know
Was it because she wore those black leggings, and does braids without the fear of any teacher harassing?
Or was it because she dated an SS3 boy before?
Or maybe it was her striking similarity with my childhood fantasy Kimberly Drummond (Dana Plato) from different stroke (only blacker)?
..or her name……. “Hadiza”?
Or was it how she said it “Her.di.za”?
I had been working on our hook up, since the 1st time I saw her
I had quietly studied her routines and figured out, Thursday was right to make a move
Taiwo would be having Agric science classes today
And we would be together in social studies
When I woke up, I took out my best clothes
The hood top dad bought from London
Ironed my Levi jeans
And my black boots
Stole my uncle’s Tommy Hilfiger perfume
And pat my chin with a dab of Methylated Spirit
Almost put on my Ray Bann glasses by my brother said no:
“As a home boy, it is about your lyrics
You gats to give her lyrics
‘Hadiza, I want to talk, you know wat’s I’m saying. I want you to be my special girl’
Look in her eyes and Give her the Boyz II Men, ‘I’ll make love to you’ flow!
‘♫♫Girl relax, let’s go slow
I ain’t got nowhere to go
I’m just gonna concentrate on you
Girl, are you ready♪♫’
Boi, she will trip”
So I waited till it was break-time
The stroll to her seat (four desk away) kept my heart thumbing
As she was about to get up, I grabbed her wrist
She looked at me startled, calling out my nickname “Professor, what do you want?”
Wondering what this strange boy, who never talks to anyone, will be disturbing her for
She smiled and said quietly “I know you have it, but just want to talk to me, abi?”
I nodded, speechless.
As she took me through the exercises, her hand touched mine
When she finished, I thanked her and she smiled again and said those precious words
I beamed from those words
My brother would hear a different story when I get home
He would hear about how I kissed Hadiza.