Every morning I wake up, before I turn
over in my bed, before I yawn, before I
say thank you lord for another day, I call
Chinaza and ask her how the baby is
kicking. If she would be going for
Antenatal or not, I tell ya, this baby and
pregnancy ish ain’t easy. I seemed to
be lucky it was Chinaza. She doesn’t
want much, just my reassurance and
constant phone calls. She would even
flash me to call her so she can tell that
she felt like the baby was laughing,
well, that isn’t much, I could cope.
On a very good day, after Chinaza had
asked me to slow down on asking her
if the baby was about to kick her to
death, she asked me to start asking her
how she was coping with school and
little junior in her stomach. You can
hardly tell what them girls want
anyways, James walked into my room,
scratching the Skin off his genitals. I
watched him as he came in, not
minding the look on my face.
“Guy, how would you know if you have
been infected with all these S.T.Ds?” he
asked me. Shaking his boxers and
rubbing his dick.
“I don’t know, you go to the hospital
“I thought Cynthia gave you one back
then, how did you find out?”
“Cynthia gave me what?” I asked.
“Gave you gonorrhea,” he replied and
sat on my reading desk.
“Noo, shebi I told you she was joking
and besides, why you dy ask sef?”
“Na just this girl in my villa, doing the
easter holidays. Small girl wey just
finish her waec, I no know say she dy
her period,” he stopped and scratched
“Wetin come happen? You Bleep am?” I
asked and he gave me that look that
you would give a person you expect to
understand a coded signal you gave
“So you Bleep am?” I asked and he
nodded. I was going to kill him with
laughter if not that someone knocked
on my door. I said come in. My curtain
opened and in came this piece of
gorgeousness. I have never met her in
my whole life but I swear I was liking
her already, she hadn’t even spent 5
seconds at my door.
“Hello,” she sang out and my body
“Are you looking for someone?” James
asked. I gave him a killer look.
“How can someone be in my room and
you are asking her if she is looking for
someone? Can’t you see she is looking
The damsel smiled and my heart
“Erm sorry, Chinaza said I should meet
Chinecherem here,” she said and my
heart skipped. Why would Naza send a
girl like her to my room?. My heart
actually skipped, I gave her a confused
look with my lower jaw hanging in the
“I mean, Chinaza that lives here with her
sister,” she explained and my brain
clicked. I had almost forgotten that
shape’s name was Chinaza.
“Yes, she said I should get the key for
her room from you.”
Well,I shot a look at the key where I
kept it on my fridge and decided I
wasn’t going to let this girl out of my
room so easily.
“She didn’t give me the key, maybe she
forgot,” I said and James eyed me like I
was the cause of his scratches.
Everyone knew that shape gives me her
keys each time she is Leaving, just in
case her sister comes in unexpectedly.
The girl gave a despaired look and I
came to the rescue like spider man.
“Well, you can stay here and wait for
her, she will soon be back anyways,” I
offered. She accepted and said she was
going to get her things outside. We
nodded, James was already poke
nosing , so it was the two of us that
nodded. The girl left, leaving the
sweetest smell I have ever seen behind.
“Guy this one is mine,” James
whispered and got down from the table.
“You are mad,” I replied. He looked very
serious and I told him we could share
her. He would be sending her love
messages while I will be doing the rest.
He didn’t like the idea and wanted to
swap it the other way, like I will he
sending the messages and he would be
doing the rest, well I didn’t like the idea
“Let me change, I’m coming to keep you
guys company,” he said and moved to
“Guy respect yourself, better stay in
your room and continue that
He laughed his way out of the room.
The chic came back in with her
traveling bag and dropped it on my
reading table. She soon relaxed on the
bed and faced the T.V. Something
within me was telling me to go and hold
her there but luckily enough, I had the
gift of distinguishing between the voice
of God and that of the devil.
“So what is your own name?” I asked
her and she turned to me.
“Chinecherem,” she answered.
“No, I didn’t ask you for my name, I
mean your own name.”
She smiled and revealed her very
“My name is Chinecherem.”
I nodded and kept quiet. She turned
back to the T.v and I turned back to
observing her from the back. Her
curves were ok, she had the body of my
baby, Naza before she got pregnant.
She was Chocolate complexioned and I
was sure she would taste like one.
“Are you shape’s sister?” I asked.
“Sorry, I mean Chinaza, are you her
“Yes, she is my cousin.”
I nodded and smiled. I can’t have
Shape but her sister, God help us. She
even bears my name. Who feels a
connect here? If you do, shout