CHAPTER 55

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KACELY
Song: Self control - Bebe Rexha

While travelling to Edea, I notice a river on our way which one of the traders in the bus identifies as River Sanaga. These bus traders...they can market the products they sell till you think the products can cure any illness there is, especially African Panacea. We have these types of people on buses everywhere, even in Ghana.

Mom has made at least eight calls since we got into the bus. She looks really tensed especially because one of the models is seemingly unavailable. The exhibit is for jackets only... I think and mostly female jackets at that.

We arrive at a few minutes after 4pm and get a cab to a hotel.
The town is nothing really extra though, it's not as fancy as Yaounde, but it's alright. I just thought it would be a little more fancy since it's the location for this fashion exhibit. I look out the window and notice a railway on our way to the hotel just before I take out my phone and text Az telling her I arrived already.

We have three huge valises of clothes which are mostly filled with the jackets. When we get to the hotel, I help mom carry two of the valises upstairs while she struggles with one.

"Baby, I'll just sleep on the coach while you'll sleep on the bed, it's not big enough"

"Or we can go the other way round, you're the one who has a lot to do tomorrow." I say and take off my jacket and sandals.

"I was really hoping you'd say that, Thank you" she laughs and goes out to answer a call. "We have to go to the venue for tomorrow... Hurry!" she says when she comes back from answering her call.

We hire a cab outside and get to a resthouse that has a long runway stage at the centre. It's already being set for tomorrow and I see some girls cat walking up and down.
Ok, maybe the exhibit is a bigger deal than I thought. There are at least twenty girls there, walking up and down and there are four guys.

"Did she show up?" Mom asks some guy at a corner. "We need to find a replacement then... I don't like working with these type of people... If you can't make it then call before time so people can resort to other alternatives" she whines and I watch, wondering why I am here in the first place.

"She said she's very sorry." The guy tells mom

"Ahhhh" she shrugs off.

I take a seat at a corner of the hall but mom has me standing up and meeting her at the back of stage within seconds.

We get back to the hotel at 12:03pm and I'm beat up right now. I'll not even take a bath, all I need now is sleep.

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Getting up at 5am, we hurry to the venue to see that everything is fine. Mom asks me to look at the shoes of the models to make sure they are solid enough. After that, I help one of the guys set up the red carpet before carrying in the large table for the jury.

Mom needs to pay me for this honestly...

The event starts at 2pm so by 12:17pm, we're on our way back to the hotel again. Mom takes a bath and hurries there while I wait a little longer behind. I video call Az and tell her just how busy I am and that I miss her a lot. She tells me she's alright, but would rather if I was there. Same here honestly.

I take a bath and get dressed while we're still on our video call and drop only when I arrive at the venue.

Jesus Christ...

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