Read The Story
*this story you are about to read might or might not be
fiction*
*ping*
my BlackBerry Q10 vibrated (oh yeah, I use a Q5. Just
wanted to take style and tell you)
So I had actually been on Facebook digging into the
pictures of my newest Facebook crush when that ping
came in (by the way, I might probably “expose” the
facebook username of the Facebook crush at the end of
this *winks*)
Alright. Let me focus on the story. I need to stop
digressing.
*takes a deep breath*
So, the ping.
I minimized my browser and went to BBM to see the evil
spirit that was disturbing my life with a freaking BBM ping
(I hate pings, by the way, and I always forget to
deactivate the vibrations that come with them. After
typing this I need go deactivate that thing)
So, straight outta Facebook I balled into BBM and lo and
behold it was Jaga. That idiot. No, Jaga is not his real
name. That’s just what we call him. It’s actually a short
version of Jaga Jaga. I don’t know how such evil
nickname was given to him. Actually the fool na my guy,
and the mumu boy just loves two things in his life more
than anything – women and weed…aside from that, the
guy no get wahala sha.
So I received his message.
“Fool”. I typed. “Why you won kill my battery”. Pim. I sent
it.
He received the message and started typing. I watched
the typing thing that shows up near someone’s bbm name
when he is typing and waited.
Pim.
His message entered.
“Guy, e get one babe wey dey trip for you here o”
I sq££zed face. Which type of mumu message is this
again. I just received the message, bone the guy and
returned to Facebook to continue checking out my crush’s
picture from where I stopped.
Ping
Ping
Ping.
Three pings, I nearly mad. I rushed back to BBM.
“Guy, why u won kill my ba3 na. You chop mess?”. I sent
it.
“Fool”. He replied. “I won change your life”
Then he sent me a picture. I opened it. And my eye
“shined”.
See, is not like I fall in and out of like easily sha but mehn,
I saw that picture and forgot about the other girl I was
checking out on Facebook.
“Who be this babe”. I asked.
Jaga sent me a smiling smiley. Then typed. “Na the girl I
been tell you say she dey trip for you. Mumu”
I looked at the message. Trip for me ke? Why?
See It’s not like I’m looking down on myself or anything
(alright, maybe I am) but mehn, that girl was too fine
abeg. She can’t be tripping for me. So one thing was
certain – Jaga won jonse me. Simple.
He started typing….
I waited.
“The girl been see your instagram picture come talk say
she like you o” (by the way this is my instagram handle,
just in case you won see wetin the girl see: IamOlufayo
You can follow me if you like)
I looked at the message and of course, I didn’t believe
him. The guy na jonser. But I still asked:
“Who be the girl”.
“She be my cousin”. Jaga replied.
I sq££ze my face, then shake head.
No guy tells another guy say him cousin dey trip. It’s like
an unspoken rule around guys. We no dey like our guys
near our relation. So for this fool to tell me his cousin was
tripping then there was something wrong with the story.
Why I dey bother even think this matter sef.
“Guy”. I typed. “She fine. Bye bye”. Pim, I sent.
I didn’t get any message from him again. And I went back
to Facebook.
Like ten minutes later, my phone notification light started
blinking. I checked and it was from BBM
And you won’t believe what I saw when I checked my
BBM…
Friday, 4 December 2015
Story: Even Your Boo Get A Boo - Season 1 Episode 1 - Stories
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