She always felt that she deserved less. She wasn't beautiful, well… not as beautiful as her sisters were. Not as light skinned nor as smart and as lucky as the rest of the people in her life.
Sunday woke up that morning to check if there was any message from Gift. She checked all her social media accounts to see if he had messaged her anywhere else. But as usual there was no message. Was she being ghosted after her first kiss? What was going on with Gift and why was nobody telling her anything.
She had met gift in 2015 but he didn't notice her at that time. He was always in the back seat,always with the boys and didn't talk to her much but she saw him look at her one time from afar and she wondered when he would ever come to talk to her.
Her parents just moved back to Edo state. The place where she was born,her had was planning on retiring,so he decided it was time for the whole family to move back from Calabar. She left her friends,her crush,her best friend who wasn't even talking to her anymore and her neighbors,especially the one who lied way too much for a man.
Moving back to Benin with her parents and siblings,she looked for a school close to her home and she found the perfect school or so her mum thought. It was a building painted with white and blue and it had a two storey building. With other incomplete building around it. Building which she would later come to realize ,was used by the more matured students for other secret purposes.
Her first day at Peace Trinity school was not as much fun as she had expected because she had mistakenly blurted out that she heard most kids in Edo state didn't know how to speak proper English than the kids from Calabar. Her arguments were;the people in Edo state spoke in pidgin English more often and real English was rarely used. While the people in Calabar often spoke in their dialects and they always used English to interpret to persons who were unable to speak or hear their dialects.
She thought she had made a good point but the her new classmates had their different opinions which led to some of the students hating on her and thinking she was a snob. While others ignored and didn't want to speak to her at all, many openly bullied her and called her names to her face. It wasn't a good first day at school, but she was determined to make her new class mates like her.
First week in, she received a lot of love letters and people buying her lunch snacks. She rejected a lot of advances because she had never felt beautiful,not once in her life and she did not believe any of what they said on the letters. "They probably want to be the first to say they dated the snobbish girl" that was her thoughts.
Months after months of trying to convince her class mates, she had finally won most of them over and even gotten herself a best friend in class. Her name was Fatima. She was the prettiest girl in class. She was really chubby but was very pretty.
After she became best friends with Fatima. She gained a lot of attention and attraction in school. Those who knew and liked Fatima,also came to like her. There was so many situations where people acted like they wanted to get close to her,but what they were really after was they wanted to get close to Fatima but Sunday was always used as a point of contact or worse, a stepping stone.
Three months to her graduation,Gift finally approached her. He wasn't rich,he didn't buy her lunch snacks,nor did he have anything he could give her. He wasn't even smart,neither did he know how to deceive her with sweet words,he didn't write letters or do anything out of the ordinary,but she liked him.
This was the first time she had liked someone who had nothing to offer her, when asked why she liked him so much,she didn't have an answer but it was clear, She had fallen for him in school!.
They both enjoyed the three months they had together and it was enough for her as long as he didn't change when they go off to Waec Lectures. But Gift had other plans, his mum had been trying to bring him over to where she stayed in Bologna,Italy. He had no intention of ever telling Sunday anything.
After graduation,he escorted her home and on their way they had their first kiss, it was magical. July,29.2015. A day she would never ever forget.
It felt like the kiss ignited a spark in her and she had never fallen so deeply for him. She was in love with him and it was more than a crush. But that was the last time she was ever going to see him. If she had known,she would have spent much time with him.
He gave her a wrist band,it was for Madrid football club. She became a Real Madrid fan ever since that day.
But it had been months and she has heard nothing from that boy now. Everything in her mind as grown dark. She kept calling all the numbers he called her with,but the receiver at the other end keeps telling her that Gift would call her to explain his situation and the reason why he was hard to reach. He had better come up with a perfect explanation for making her go through hell those few months.
She kept scrolling from her Facebook,to her 2go account,instagram,mygamma and WeChat. There was still no message from him. She messaged his friends on WhatsApp,they told her that he was fine and he would call her. But what was this weird feeling? Had she been abandoned? She couldn't wait to hear from him because her heart was already breaking and her mind was already making up terrible stories.