Just on the third month of my first year in collage, professor Johnson came with a new student and let her introduce herself, "I am Melissa, 17years of age and I'm here for studies, thank you!, with her look she got me going even as the students were clapping hands i was busy staring at her. The class sessions were too short that day and i didn't give any attention to what was taught, she gave me that déjà_vu , she was like my favorite childhood scary movie 'cause my eyes were wide open staring at her.
After classes we went home, that evening i couldn't have a piece of mind, she was all over my head.
It was Friday morning,we had a basketball qualifiying match that day i was up very early i had my preparations done, mama asked" whatsup son? Why so early?, we have early classes 'ma. I said, she said ok, you be good and she kissed me as i was going.
I was too naive when i heard Melissa will be one of the cheerleaders,this made the match being very challenging as i was working very hard to win the game, to impress her. Our efforts helped as we qualified for the semifinals, gladly being the man of the match she smiled as she saw me. 😊
