Abiola's POV

I was seated on my bed with three dresses around me. My mom told me to pick one, but here I was remembering the kiss I had initiated with Tobi.

That was my first kiss ever. I don't know what had gotten into me even till now. It was yesterday the kiss happened and I've been avoiding him like the plague. The way he held on to my waist and kissed me was a new feeling I've never felt before, not in this life. I was scared he wouldn't kiss back and make me look like a fool but he did and his lips were just so soft against mine and juicy and plump. The way my hand got tangled into his short hair was something I could still feel. I unconsciously touched my lips and smiled, I still felt butterflies in my inner and lower part of my abdomen.

Konyii didn't let me rest. She kept on telling me "I told you so". To her I liked him, ok maybe I did, but I can't admit it. Not in this life. I looked at the clothes I was supposed to pick from, I wasn't really looking forward to this party, but I have no say.

"Abiola, your not done?, we have to be ready in two hours!" My mom screamed from the other side of the door. I still didn't pay attention to the dress, and my mom.

"I'm almost done." I shouted back, still not moving an inch from my position. I still needed to do my make up, take my bath and pick one and I have two hours. I could just make them let me stay home.

"Stand up right now and do what you have to do!" My mom scolded me, barging into my room. Crap! I thought I could escape this. Earlier today my mom made the driver drop me off at the cafe Ayo and I always meet up. She felt really bad for hitting me that hard, so she decided to go on the more safer side.

"Ughh, alright. Give me an hour in the bathroom." I groaned standing up and walking towards the bathroom, when my mom's frustrated voice stopped me.

"I give you fifteen minutes in that bathroom, if not I'll drag you out myself."

"You know, it feels nice to go to a party majestically late?" I told my mom, we'll more like asked her.

"You're not going to make us majestically late. Now, go into that shower, I give you fifteen minutes. One second more than that and I'm dragging you out."

"Ok, fine. Bye." I said as she began leaving me room. I guess I can't escape this.

I got into the shower after setting a timer. I have a habit of not wanting to go take a shower, but when I should eventually go into the shower, I won't come out unless I'm being called out. Good right?

After hearing the loud beep, I had intentionally made it loud, I came out of the bathroom after cleaning my body with my towel and then wearing my blue robe that had most of the cartoon characters on it. I removed the shower cap from my head, leaving me in my hair bonnet. Just then my mom barged in my room again.

"I thought you were still in there." She said hissing.

"Mom!" I said tightening the robe around my body.

"That's your business. Get ready fast! Your dad won't wait." She said that, probably to make me hurry. But I know if I'm not ready, my dad would wait for me.

I wore a matching bra and panties, before wearing a leggings reaching just below my knees, then sat in front of my dressing mirror. I began my make up. After almost an hour of brushing and painting, I was finally done. I had on a nude make up, which would go any any dress I picked, since I hadn't picked any yet. I stood up and took my robe off and started looking at the three dresses on my well arranged bed. Then heavens decided to send a helper and one of the maids, the one from before, I don't done her name, came in.

"Ma'am, Mummy said you should hurry up."

"My name is Abiola!, and please come in." She did as told and I looked at her. "Pick a dress for me." She looked at me.

She settled on a glittery grey gown with shorts hands reaching her elbows.

"Thanks, I had eyes for that one too. Do you think it's ok?"

"Of course, it's gonna hug your curves well." She said in a very thick British accent. I nodded my head while she left, I check and realized I have little time left. I quickly put on the gown and tied my scarf in a high bun, wore my silver glittery heels and my black and silver clutch.

I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled, alright, let's go.

"Abiola!" My mom shouted. I picked up my phone and clutch and ran out, forgetting to out on perfume, I ran back inside my room. Picked my Dior perfume, I sprayed it and ran out, my heels clicking loudly on the marble floor.

"Abi- oh, you look pretty!" My mom gushed dragging me close to her. She was wearing a purple gown that flows down from her waist, paired it with a champaign gold 3inch heels. She tied her gold scarf just like mine.

"So do you, momma. Hope daddy get to take his hands off you tonight." I smiled at my mom and she blushed.

"What are you talking about? What do you even know?" I laughed out really loud, all my 32 on full display.

"I'm not a kid oo, I'm an adult."

"That's so unladylike and you're an adult, why don't you do what your mates are doing, bring home a spouse." I rolled my eyes.

"So the fact I complimented you now, made you steer the topic. Where's daddy?" I asked looking around.

"He's coming, he we-"

"Just take a look at my beautiful ladies." He cut off my mom coming down the stairs and brought me in for a hug.

"So I don't deserve a hug?"

"Mommy, why are you jealous, after all, he'll be yours the whole night." My mom shot me a glare making me laugh.

"That's true, don't mind your mom. Just come." Then he dragged her in for a hug before kissing her forehead and cheeks and finally her lips. What's with this old love now?

"Can we get going, we don't wanna be late." My mom burst into laughter, as if mocking me.

"See your daughter that said we should be majestically late."

"When you're being all lovey dovey?" I said under my breath. "Let's take pictures first." I said aloud. Pulling them in for a selfie.

Before taking turns to take personal pictures. Finally we got outside, into the limo my dad had always kept in his garage (I don't know where the garage is) we all got in as his personal driver complimented us before we got into it. After about thirty minutes of driving, we got to the venue. We all came down, and straightened our clothes before finally walking in. My dad holding my mom's hands, while I just followed them at the back. Third wheeling.

"Welcome, Mr. Farouk, it's nice to have you here with us." A man looking in his late forties, welcomed my dad before smiling at my mom.

"It's also nice to join you all here. This is my wife," My dad held my mom closer, before turning to me. "And this is my only child and daughter." He said pulling me too, to his side.

"Wow, what a wonderful family, nice to meet you." He smiled at me. Before we finally started walking around. We greeted close to fifty people, before I excused my self to the good looking buffet table filled with various kind of food. Ya Rabb.

I went over and stood over the sweet looking dessert. I picked a cupcake and a chocolate chip cookie, adding the caramel flavored muffin, I was about to pick the apple looking jelly, when a voice cut me off.

"Hey."

"Hi." I replied,

"Um, my name is Wale, nice to meet you." He said extending his large hands, which weren't of course as large at Tobi's. As I didn't want to come off as rude I replied.

"Nice to meet you too." I gave my best fake smile, if you didn't look close enough, you'll think it's actually a real smile.

"I didn't get the name." Can this person leave me, I'm trying to eat here.

"It's....," I contemplated telling him my real name, it won't hurt yeah? " It's Abiola."

"What a nice name for a gorgeous looking lady." I blushed, like actually blushed, until someone cleared their throat.

"You might want to move please, we don't want all the muffins gone." Wow! Was that directed to me or.....?

"You don't have to be rude, Mowunmi." Wale or whatever his name said.

"I wasnt, I was only telling her to move, she's blocking everywhere." I looked at the lady talking carefully. She's pretty no doubt, the Red dress she wore, clung to her body like a second skin, with a cut on both sides. Revealing her nice stomach. Her curly wig, brought to the side with her beautiful caked up face. Pretty face, bad attitude.

I was about to reply when I got a message from Konyii.

"Tobi is leaving."

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