“You’re not seeing Josh, are you?”
“Josh? Didn’t we just leave him at Ty’s place some minutes ago?”
“Yeah, it’s just…it’s weird, but I suddenly feel like you and him have a thing going on
“What?! We’ll, we do, actually. He’s the team leader of our dance group and I’m the only female there.
But surely you know that already.”
“No….yeah. Forget it.”
“You want some more spread on that slice?”
“Yes please, pass the Nutella.”
“Here.”
“Thanks. Peejay?”
“What’s it? Why’re u calling me like that?”
“All the delivery reports on your phone are of your messages to him. I checked.”
“You went through my phone?! Jeez, Temi, you know how much I value my privacy.”
“Sorry. Remember I asked if I could send a text to my sis on your phone last night? I was only going to see if it had been delivered this morning before u woke up, not like I set out to read your chats. Twenty texts between last night and this morning seems rather too much for comfort, considering his girlfriend is one of your best friends and how late in the night it was.”
“Oh, that. Yeah, we had a sort of disagreement over routine at the last rehearsal. We talked about it last night and it’s been resolved now.”
“Really? One would think you two weren’t talking though, with your attitude towards him when he met us at Ty’s this afternoon. You barely said hi, and then you suddenly said we had to leave.”
“Well, he was there to see her, not me.”
“And you had a problem with that, didn’t you?”
“What? Don’t be silly.”
“Look, it’s alright to admit it. I remember you had a crush on him when we all first met him, only that he was more smitten by Ty. I just hope you know nothing good can come out from you making moves on him behind her back.”
“Tell me you’re not for real. When we both know he’s not the only guy she’s seeing, the slimy two-timer?”
“Well, we’re girlfriends, and we don’t snatch each other’s boyfriends, no matter what–“
“‘Snatch.’ You make it seem like I’m trying to take what’s not willing to be taken.”
“Oh come on, the guy clearly adores Ty.”
“And that’s it? He’s just meant to adore and not be adored in return? That doesn’t even make sense.”
“When was the first time this ugly thought ever crossed your mind?”
“You said it yourself, I’ve always liked him.”
“Okay, so you’re thinking he’s going to leave her for you?”
“And what if he decides to?”
“I seriously doubt that leaving her for you since you’re available as an option is what you’d want for yourself. There are so many great untaken guys out there you could have, and you know it!”
“No, I don’t. Why does she get to have the best things all the time anyway? The money, the car, the guy…. Life doesn’t revolve around her, so I realized.”
“Well, you’ve got the looks and the moves, and ain’t nobody complaining about that. I can’t believe we’ve been friends with Ty since forever and you’ve been jealous of her!”
“Whatever.”
“Chill, you’ve obviously been flirting with him. I hate to think he’s been responding… Has he?”
“Not verbally, but we dance together and it’s all in the gentle way he holds me…the look he gives when I’ve done a great job….”
“Peejay.”
“Sooner or later, he’ll realize he loves me. I know this.”
“Could you just snap out of it? Usually, when a guy is into you, it’s as clear as day. You definitely won’t need a diviner, neither would you have to keep reading meanings into meaningless things. The way he holds you? You guys are in a team, he isn’t meant to scratch or attack you, is he? And everybody gets excited when you move your body, in case you haven’t noticed, simply because you’re a terrific dancer! Not to burst your bubble or anything, but Josh is a sweet guy to everyone, not only you. So whatever fantasy you have in your head, you need to head back to reality now.”
“God, Temi, what do I do now?”
“Take a break, definitely.”
“From?”
“Him, the dance group, her. You certainly have lots of negative feelings to purge yourself of. It should help not to have them both around you all the time, I think.”
“You must be thing I’m pretty messed up, right?”
“Far from it. You’ve made a mistake and I admire you for wanting to change for good. It’s a sign of strength.”
“You don’t get it, do you?”
“Get what?”
“I love him. I’m in love with Josh and I don’t ever wanna stop.”
“What?”
“I want him, and I’m going to have him.”
“You make him sound like some dress you see displayed in a shop. It takes two to tango, remember?”
“He’s going to. I’ll make him. He has to.”
“Stop it, Peejay, please. Now you sound like that crazy White girl in ‘Obsessed’.”
“The movie? I never saw it. How’d it end? The one with Beyoncé and Idris Elba, right?”
“Yeah. And you might wanna know, B had her man to herself eventually. The crazy girl died, and what a pointless death–the man was never hers in the first place
“What a pity. I assure you though, I’m much more determined. You just watch.”
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Morountodun is a writer and a microbiology graduate of University of Ilorin.
Twitter: @Morountosweet
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