Basss, jiseti na environment ya primary school mbikos that’s the venue that this hekaya takes its shape. Time period, you ask? Masaa ya MOCK examinations pale July when this young mofo was in class 8. Shule yenyewe inatambulika, abroad(hii mambo ya kuomba funds for starving kids), so we used to see walami kila month wakitupiga mbisha wanapelekea corporations and goodwill companies in the U S of A.
Population ni tenga tatu hivi. Mtaa ni ya @uwesmake as you can see from the pic.
Now that you have a mental pikcha, let me tell you of the day a normal nerd turned into zee school warrior. As anyone else at such an age, adoleh ilikuwa imedownload viserious. Hormones raged in all our bloods and our msedes went on a boolean kumbao/kutombao cycles throughout the day. Being a mixed school, couples were there but ni ile ya kuongea tu and nothing much.
As I sat in class, a fine ndeche was right in front of me. As the teacher raged on explaining warefa was on the torn, barely-keeping-it-together book, I’d let my eyes fondle her silky hair. Sometimes I’d karibisha my magoti forward to slightly feel soft burrocks. It was exciting.
Several yuts had tried their luck on her but walikuwa wanalishwa blueticks in real life. Kama Johnny na tubiceps twake twote anakaushwa, si mimi ningezabwa bare? And thus, I never tried anything more than salaams.
A few days before the Exams began, nikasema sigwes kaa hapo yengs aende ivo tu. Sasa during break time(1050H) tukapatana naye kwenye canteen. It was easy to spot her mellow pink dress that traced her curves in a divine way. Ass pale iliwobble as she placed her order na mimi nikapigwa na butwaa zote zinakuwanga. PNC ikakuja kiasi and I went forward kiasi and decided all the same to approach her.
She wore this perfume (Richie alinisho ni Nifeah) that rode the mtaani air currents to my nostrils and I knew I was smitten. She turned at me and blushed the other way. :eek: That’s a first! Haiyaa, kumbe pia mimi niko na effect kwake. Kishaitaan kikaniambia niguse ass kama kwa ile mufi tuliona the previous day ya Soul Plane. So I retrieved my hand from my pockets and was on the interstellar mission to evade the juicy ass.
“Unataka nini” the wildbeast-look-alike canteen attendant spat at me
“Ngiavaty mbekse za apar” I unleashed my sheng demons on him.
Shko must have been charmed by my slang prowess. She smiled revealing her maziwa maziwa magego at me.
“Pia we unajua hizo”
“Eeh. There’s a lot you don’t know about me.” Nikaangusha rusungu as I stared at her pink lips. Banaeee. Mtoto kaumbwa kweli. Ningemmbusu hapo hapo but early-PNC ikaniweka emergency brakes.
I wanted to ask if I could touch her. “Shika.” I was startled as I turned at the other canteen attendant who had just ruined the flow. She took her ngiavaty and was about to leave when she turned at me and whuspered,“Si tupatane pale kwa bump before tusho”
This was really turning out to be my day. I kudint believe it. In all the excitement ata izo chapo niliwai mabazuu walikuwa wanabangoo hapo kando. Nilikuwa nimeweswa. Mjuols ulipiga saluti as I made my way back to class.
As you would have already guessed, hakuna kitu nilishika for the remaining lessons. Castles zilichorwa hata nikazibomoa nikachora zingine. Kumbe alikuwa na mafeelings pia. Vitu kama hizi huwezi payukia kila mtu ju most of the times they backfire once you tell everyone. So nikajiwekea hiyo excitement yote tu.
(1300H) Lunch time. Just three more hours and my ndlims would be true. Nilikuwa nafeel akili imejaa tu. Hii maneno singekalia solo so nikachapia Richie, partner-in-punishments and XXL peddler.(Hiyo magazine ilikuwa the thing pale Rymah)
“Faaaaq! Alikuambia ivo!?” This mofo was more excited than I was. Macho alitoa nje karibu aniambie nimshikie. “Hiyo ni samziing unaenda kupewa”
My smile beamed in a curve bigger than ile yenye OG alilisha FerrahSticker.
“Walai?” I asked
“Eeeh, ivo ndo Carol alisho Hajji na unajua wat a gwaan”
Hope. This lost soul planted many ideas in my already shambled brain.
(1610H) Time. As soon as the lessons ended, aliturn, akaangalia side yangu, made a grin and stood to leave. My heart raced and beat harder than Mkorino’s drum. I could feel blood migrating from the upper head to the lower head.
Since the exams were a big thing to the mukubwa aka headie aka mister shenjes aka malisia-watoto-na-payments, lower classes were to leave the school and leave the class 8 mbaztads to do some remedial work. At (1620h) bado shule haikua imeisha watu ju hii mtaa na kuzaa watoto ilikuwa inapelekana. Anywho, nikapeleka rungu to the agreed lokeshen to know what woz up.https://pbs.twimg.com/media/Bhy04xjIEAAa37V.jpg
Tension. The dust blew on as population ilipungua. Nikakata kona mbili tatu nikafika nyuma ya the Pre-unit classes at the upper sides kando ya barabara. Nikamspoti.:oops:She had tied her sweater around her hips, carefully silhouetting her wide hips. Nikapiga smile ya Lotto. She simply blushed and threw her gaze to the trees beside us. Her light complexion was greatly amplified by the sunset hue. Nilikuwa nimemfeel babaa. Nilijifeel Alejandro as I drew closer to her. Both our minds were made up. Cool kids wanasemanga hii ni ku-experiment.
“Nilithani hutakam” she let a breath escape. I caught her words before zipepee na upepo. Her sweater suddenly fell behind. Akaturn and in the slowest way possible, akabend over. Damu inapump at F1 speeds. Gravitational pull nikajipata nimelay mikono kwenye hips na kuseti abdala kwenye haga. Soft. I felt at home. I felt like modorome and there and then ningepropose. Hakushtuka. She came back up, still facing the other way. Akwawhine kiasi and I swear I could almost hear colours. My very first slices. Gentle touches and I was totally convinced hii ni lazma nislash. Ritchie ako wapi anicheki. I felt a rather strong grip kwa mabega. It must be that mofo. Me kupinduka napatana na the teacher on duty, mjeledi mkononi na hasira machoni. Nilizabwa kofi ya mataifa hadi dem akaita Mungu. Kustagger stagger kidogo nikasema zii. Yengs ni lazima aone mimi ni babayo. I hit back(not caring that I was half the size of the teacher).
Long story short, that evening I went back home with a black eye, bruised thighs, suspension, and an assured shag session as a way to say sorry :D. would I do it again? Yiez. Threshold nilimwai a year later.