“Sugar daddy,” Fola nodded her head and smiled.
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“Sugar daddy,” Fola nodded her head and smiled.

“What? Is something funny?” He said to her trying not to laugh.

“…Nothing…you said your friends call you sugar daddy….how old are you…its funny…” she said cackling like a wild banchee.

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Saleem was fair and tall. He had dark curly. hair and a very thin nose. He was extremely skinny so he his head looked bigger than the rest of his body. He walked in quick,short steps with his neck ahead of him. He was the social prefect and all the girls wanted him to at least notice their existence.

“I’d let Saleem stomp on me,” they’d say in their group discussions.

Saleem always had his eyes on the ground and spoke only when spoken to.

It was their send off night and everyone was suprised at the Saleem they saw. He laughed heartily and talked with a sparkle in his eyes. Tonight,he met Fola.

Fola was short and fat. She was dark as night ,had very bad skin and was as dumb as a post. She always skip class and say “no be by who read pass.” She was never really interested in boys because they simply weren’t interested in her either.

When Saleem said “I dont like this man.” She took a quick glance at her surroundings and made sure he was talking to her before she’d make a fool of herself. There was no one else there within that space so she asked him who.

“Mr Raph”. He said and made a face.A very attractive face.

And that was it.

“Being a sugar daddy is not measured by age” he said laughing.

“Its measured by the depth of your pocket. If you know what I mean”

They both laughed again.

“Right. So you have any sugar babies?”

“Not yet…..” Fola burst into another round of laughter.

“Stop…stop. You’re making me feel embarrassed.

“Sorry , sorry. You need at least a sugar baby to be a sugar daddy na. What’s a president without a country to govern?I’ll stop now….” She laughed again.

“Yes I get your point but one day.”

He paused and chuckled

“How come I’m just seeing you for the first time today if you’re really a student of this school?”

“Uhh.”Her face was suddenly serious again.

“I’m not an outstanding student. Only outstanding students are recognized.”

“Oh.” .

“…or good looking.”

“Oh stop it thats not true…”

“What’s not true?” She turned sharply and looked at his face

“That you’re ugly..”

“I didn’t say I was ugly.”She cut in.

“I said not good looking”

“What’s the difference?”

“There’s a difference. The phrase ‘not good looking’ sounds softer. I mean I’m not ugly ugly. if you know what I mean”

“Oh.”

“Yea.” She’d hoped he’d laugh but he didnt so was there was an awkward silence.

“Your friends are leaving.” Fola finally cut into the silence.

“Oh I’d find my way later.”

“Hmm. So you’re saying you enjoy my company? I’m flattered.

“Haha. Yes.As a matter of fact I do.”

“Okay.”

“Okay.”

“Okayyy”

“Do you want to maybe….kiss?

Fola was taken aback.

“What?

“Like…kiss. Oh never mind its a joke.”

“No.Its not a joke.”Fola flushed.

“Okay then its not a joke. Lets do it.”

“Uhm give me a reason why we should kiss. For each reason you give me l’d give you a reason why we shouldn’t kiss”

“Agreed.”

“Okay.Go”

“Because I said so. And because I’m your senior.

“Right. The latter isn’t a reason. Give me another.

“Give me your own reason why we shouldn’t do it.

Fola looked up as if they answers were written on the sky.

“Uh. We just met and I don’t think…

“That’s not a reason.” Saleem cut in slowly. He seemed to be enjoying the argument.

“Okay then. Let me think.

“Fola lets just kiss you probably won’t ever see me again.” He laughed.

“Okay.”

Saleem lean forward and cupped her round chubby face in his hands. She was restless and could feel her heart thumping all over the place. His lips were warm and soft and his tongue explored her mouth gently-not too deep.

When Saleem let go, she realized she had been pinching herself in agitation. She felt her stomach flutter and she was dizzy.

“Should I walk you back?” Saleem’s phone rang.

“Please hold my jacket.”

“Okay.” He handed it to her and went to take the call. Fola was blushing so hard she was thankful it was dark so he wouldnt see her in that state.

The “butterflies” in her belly won’t stay still so she held her stomach.

“Okay Fola I have to leave now. Can I have your phone number please.”

“I don’t know my phone number offhand”

“Hm. Really?” He smiled knowingly.

“Or you don’t want to give me? Its fine. I’d have given you mine but there’s no paper or pen here so I guess we’ll have to leave it to fate.

“Why you making it so pitiful? I really don’t know my number offhand Senior Saleem.”

“Oh please dont call me ‘Senior.’ I’m no longer a student of this school.”He said with a tinge of pride.

“Okay.” She wanted to say more so he’d stay a little more but she didn’t.

“Will I see you again?” Saleem’s eyes looked sad for a moment. Fola sighed and looked away.

“Bye Saleem.”

“Bye Fola.”