Yemi comes to my place in the afternoon on Sade's birthday. She says she wants to dress in my place, that it won't be fun if she dresses alone in her hostel. I am not surprised at all because I know she is kind of dramatic and so do I.

She puts on her clothes but it is inappropriate. it is way too revealing that it makes me cringe. She laughs, obviously finding my distaste funny. The dress barely reaches the top of her knee and she keeps tugging it up to reveal her thigh. The cleavage of her breast is revealed but not as revealing as I thought it would be. Her heel is at least 3inches tall. She wears heavy make-up and she puts on eyelashes which make her look more beautiful but for me all those things are not needed.

In short, the way I dress is exactly the opposite of hers. My dress is a long turquoise blue fihad gown and it comes with a tummy belt. I put the dress on and I put on light makeup as usual. I use mascara to make my eyes lashes long and I put on baby pink lipstick. I put on my sandals and I wrap a cadet blue scarf . I check myself out in a mirror and am satisfied with my look and that's what matters to me. If I am satisfied with the way I dress, no one can change my mind or make me feel otherwise. And Yemi knows better than anyone that she can't complain or say anything about how I dress, she knows it won't change anything, that's who I am, that's how I was brought up and I don't want to change it for any reason or for anyone.

Yemi's phone buzzes and she grabs her purse. "Bolu is here," she says. I grab my bag and I check myself out in the mirror again. "I am good to go now." I say and Yemi smiles.

Bolu, her boyfriend is waiting to drive us to the party. He is staring at us as we are walking towards him. I know he isn't staring at me, he is looking at his girl. "You look sexy baby," he comments.

"Thanks hon." Yemi blushes. Yemi sits in front with his boyfriend and I sit at the owner's corner at the back. Bolu looks back at me and says " nice outfit".

"Thanks a lot". I say.

I lean back against my seat and stare out the window. I am very nervous. "It's a party we are going to, not an exam hall", I say silently to calm myself.

The party is happening at Festac Hotel, Ogbomosho. The venue is not far from my hostel, so the drive isn't a long one. On getting to the venue, I am the first to get out of the car, the couple are still checking themselves out

We get to the party around 4pm because it is an evening party. I don't know if they will extend it overnight but I know deep down in my mind that with or without Yemi and her man, I will leave here at the latest 9pm. The venue is so big and full. I look around and I realize that the people at the party are way out of our league, they are indeed dignitaries. I look back and I see Yemi and Bolu behind me.

" It's a full house," Bolu says. I am not surprised that the party is this full, not only with celebrities but also with dignitaries. Sade's dad is one of Oyo state politicians and he has a music record label, which explains why there are celebrities here tonight. Yemi screams in a low voice and I look towards where she is looking. I see Kemi Alade sitting pretty among his colleagues and I must say, she is beautiful. She is a hip hop artist and she has over 15millions followers on Instagram. Beside her is Folaley, he is a singer also. The front of their seats are full of songsters. The other side of the VIP seat are the politicians and their wives.

Omg, see who is here, I am so happy to see you guys here. "Sade's voice cut me from my thoughts.

" Where is Lara, she isn't able to come?" She says with a supposed sad face. I know she hasn't seen me, but before Yemi answers her I wave my hand at her behind Yemi.

''Omg, you are here too, I can't believe you actually come. this really makes my day". She says and she hugs me tightly.

"You look exquisite, '' she says as she checks me out from head to toe.

" Thanks dear," I blush.

"And why are you guys here, have reserved seats for you in the VIP section and Lara, I have a big surprise for you". She says excitedly and we follow her. I can't help my curiosity so I ask her what the surprise is but she tells me to chill, that I will be so glad to see what she has for me.

When we get to the VIP section, Bolu and I sit down. I greet the person that sits beside me. I am expecting Yemi to sit down too but she is not beside me anymore. I look around for her and I see her hugging Kemi Alade tightly and Kemi Alade is greeting her with the same enthusiasm. She greets the other artist too and she comes back to sit with us. I can see the happiness in her face and it makes me smile.

It isn't that I don't like Kemi Alade too, I really do like her. In fact she is one of the few artists I follow on IG and twitter, but I am the kind of person that doesn't normally show my emotions. I sometimes keep my emotions to myself, people may call it pride or whatever but that's me. Irrespective of how much I like you, you will never see it true me unless I intentionally show it. But on Fresho's matter, I don't know how I will react if I see him. What I feel for him is far more than fan ship but I don't want to admit it since he is not the type of guy I can date and I am sure that even if we meet, there is no way I can be his type. But there is something I promised myself, if I am opportune to meet him, if I’m opportune to get close to him and if I have the opportunity to shake his hand or hug him , I promise myself that I will not use the hand to shake or touch anyone for good 3days. I don't know how I am going to do it but that's what I want to do and I will definitely do it if I have the great opportunity.

Yemi and her boyfriend are discussing almost inaudibly. I can’t hear what they are saying and I don't want to hear it. I am occupied with my thoughts anyway.

I Hear Sade's voice and I look up at her. There is a guy beside her, his hand is tucked in his pocket and he is looking at me detailedly. His face looks so familiar but there is no way he can be who I am thinking about right now.

“Fresho, meet my friends.” Sade says excitedly and my ears stand immediately. My eyes go wide and I blink them continuously. I use my hand to wipe my face to check if I am actually seeing correctly. I pinch my left hand slightly to check if I am not dreaming. I feel the pain and that scare the hell out of me. “Oh God, what’s going on with me? if this is not a dream then what is it? Hallucinations? Mental illness? Or reality?” With all this thought fighting themselves in my head, Sade speaks again, "Lara, Yemi, Bolu, meet Fresho, my childhood friend". She says with an exciting smile on her face and that is when it’s clear to me that I am not hallucinating.

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