THINGS ONLY I SHOULD KNOW.

I didn't ask him to text me that day, I didn't ask him to come into my life, I even tried to avoid it. He had someone, the kind of someone that people call "a girlfriend", the kind of someone I should've avoided, But I didn't. I befriended her, I befriended him, then I got sucked into their world, a world I never would've thought I'd exist in.

Clinton and Cynthia weren't exactly a "fan favorite" their 'coming of date' story was a tad weird even. Clinton was fascinated by Laura, Cynthia's sister ever since high school and for some weird reason, he never met Cynthia, she never visited the boarding school they both attended, she never accompanied her parents to pick Laura up at the end of every term so how could he have met her?

Laura was so gorgeous, with her perfect jet black hair that felt like she applied relaxer from the moment she was born. Her eyes were also surprisingly jet black, her skin so fair and soft that people wondered if she was a half caste child. But she wasn't, she isn't she is an Igbo girl, born of an Igbo father and a Yoruba mother who had an Australian mother. So yes, maybe you could say that she had some "white blood" in her. Clinton always liked it when she smiled under the sun, reason being that her skin shone brighter than it ever did when she was under the sun which in turn complimented her smile and made her look as beautiful as ever. "maximum beauty", he would describe to his friends that had never met Laura.

Clinton was beyond smitten for Laura, he would always have fantasies about the both of them together, would always imagine her naked, with her lips on him, whenever he touched himself in the school's bathroom, or in his room at home. He wanted to be with her. for 5 years, he dreamed about it, longed for it, hoped for it, and for some reason, he felt like she didn't want the same. Until she told him. He could never muster the courage to tell her the things he wanted for both of them, the things he wanted them to do together, the things he wanted to do to her and the things he wanted her to do to him. He wasn't shy, in a general sense, but he just couldn't.

Laura always knew that Clinton liked her, aside from hearing people talk about it, her friends also told her. In all honesty, she wanted him to make the first move, she never liked shy guys, and she didn't mind making him want her all the more, making him wait, because she liked it. She liked knowing that she had that effect on men, on him. It felt empowering. Tired of waiting for him for 5 years, in year 12, she didn't waste any time in telling him how she felt. Year 12 students weren't obligated to attend assembly, so she saw it as an opportunity, and she took it. She told him to follow her to an empty classroom, and he obviously did. 'aren't you tired of waiting?' she asked once they got into the classroom 'huh?' he asked, clearly confused, 'you've liked me for 5 years now, you've wanted me for yourself, so why haven't told me about it?', 'what if I had died in the process of your waiting?' Clinton finally understood what she was talking about. And so, they had a long conversation about it that lasted till the assembly ended.

In due time, they started dating, this happened 2 weeks after their confession to each other. Their first kiss was on that day too, January 24, a day he would never forget, a day that became so significant to him. She was sitting on his lap in the band room in school 'can I be your boyfriend?' he asked her which in turn made her smile, he always knew the right things to say, the right questions to ask, he made her happy. She said yes to his question, and smiled while staring at him, his palms were on her thighs, after staring at him for what seemed like forever, she leaned in and put her lips on his, as if on cue, he instantly got hard, he also instantly got embarrased. She could tell, she felt his hard on, it excited her, so she used her tongue to pry open his mouth, and put it in his mouth, tasting him.