Calabar girls are said to be homely, good in bed, and can take care of a man. This is not far from the truth; I have had my fair share, trust me, they are good. However this short story is not meant to spike anyone, it’s just an experience I recently had and want to share with you guys.
Winnie happens to be one of my old schoolmates, far back when we were in secondary school, and she is from Akwa Ibom State.
We attended the same secondary school, but we were not in the same class. Our relationship back then was platonic, just the hello and hi, we weren’t too close.
Back then she used to be one of the serious girls, always dressing neatly, obeying the rules and regulations and all that. She was even the class rep then and subsequently became the White house captain when we became seniors.
They say good girls like bad guys, but Winnie was different, she only hanged out with the good guys and I was not her favourite.
Some years later after we left secondary school and preceded to high institutions, I bumped into Winnie at a shopping mall in Lagos, and as usual, we exchanged pleasantries and she told me she was working with Samsung as one of their agents.
I think she was doing her internship then, and I was also doing my internship with a construction company.
We exchanged contacts, but we never spoke since then until recently.
To be frank with you guys, I liked Winnie during our secondary school days, I mean everyone liked her, she was the kind of girl you’ll want to have, she was brilliant and one of the top in our set, but the new Winnie I saw at the mall was different. She was aging and it showed all over her.
After some years later, I saw a message on my Facebook, “Hi longest time, how have you been?”
I checked closely, it was Winnie.
It was surprising; I mean ever since we exchanged numbers a long time ago, she was just chatting me up.
I know I should have been the one to first send her a message or something after we exchanged numbers, but I wasn’t really into her again after we left school. My perception of women had changed and she was way out of my league.
So I replied “I’m doing pretty great”, and she said “can I call you on the phone?”, this was like 10 pm.
I told her no problem she can call.
Some minutes later, she called my line and I picked.
She sounded so different on phone. She was so free and jovial, unlike the Winnie I knew back in school that was always keeping to herself.
She asked me if I was married, and I said no. She asked me if she was free to call me at any time, and I said yes.
She asked me if I was free to hang out and stuffs like that, and I said yes.
We spoke for close to an hour before we finally said goodnight.
I must tell the truth, I enjoyed the conversation, and I was so impressed with how she has changed.
So many thoughts came crossing my mind, what is she really up to with all that questions?
Another thought told me to just play along and see how it turns out.
I was eager to see the ending of the conversation, and as they say, two can play the game.
The second day Winnie called again, I had anticipated her call, and so I allowed it to ring for some time before picking. We talked as usual and she asked when she can see me. Wow, things were moving too fast and I became more eager to know where she’s heading.
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I told her I was a very busy man, but I will create out time for us to see.
A couple of weeks passed and we maintained the conversation, she will call me at work and ask how my day was going, and later in the night, we’ll talk before going to bed.
Now I was ready to see Winnie, so we booked a date to see her in my area. I told her we should meet at a seat out and I made her wait for me for 20 minutes before driving down to the location.
We hugged casually and exchanged pleasantries after a decade. She told me she’ll love to eat fish and I just knew the right place. We relocated to a better joint where they sell fish and placed our order. She said I should show her around the neighbourhood, so I drove her around before we came back for the fish.
After eating and gisting, she said she wanted to know where I lived.
Ahh, this was it I said in my mind, so I drove her home to my place.
We entered my apartment and there was no light, I said this is perfect, it’ll make things easy.
I drew close to her but she backed out, I was like what is she up to? I thought she liked me. After talking for some minute, she opted for and an Uber, she wanted to leave.
I was like “cool it was fun having you around”, and then escorted her to the Uber.
I didn’t call her that night, and she didn’t call either. That was really unlike her, so the next day I called her but she didn’t pick. So I locked up
Three days later I called her and she picked and started giving me attitude asking why I didn’t call her immediately she left my place.
So we stopped talking.
A month later I saw her wedding invitation on Facebook, and I was like congratulations, but she didn’t reply to my comment. I sent her a congratulatory message, but she didn’t reply, so I locked up finally.
What could have caused her sudden hatred towards me? I’m still asking Google that question.
Was she too desperate or was I too nice?
(Please note the photo used in this post is for illustration purpose)
I told her I was a very busy man, but I will create out time for us to see.
A couple of weeks passed and we maintained the conversation, she will call me at work and ask how my day was going, and later in the night, we’ll talk before going to bed.
Now I was ready to see Winnie, so we booked a date to see her in my area. I told her we should meet at a seat out and I made her wait for me for 20 minutes before driving down to the location.
We hugged casually and exchanged pleasantries after a decade. She told me she’ll love to eat fish and I just knew the right place. We relocated to a better joint where they sell fish and placed our order. She said I should show her around the neighbourhood, so I drove her around before we came back for the fish.
After eating and gisting, she said she wanted to know where I lived.
Ahh, this was it I said in my mind, so I drove her home to my place.
We entered my apartment and there was no light, I said this is perfect, it’ll make things easy.
I drew close to her but she backed out, I was like what is she up to? I thought she liked me. After talking for some minute, she opted for and an Uber, she wanted to leave.
I was like “cool it was fun having you around”, and then escorted her to the Uber.
I didn’t call her that night, and she didn’t call either. That was really unlike her, so the next day I called her but she didn’t pick. So I locked up
Three days later I called her and she picked and started giving me attitude asking why I didn’t call her immediately she left my place.
So we stopped talking.
A month later I saw her wedding invitation on Facebook, and I was like congratulations, but she didn’t reply to my comment. I sent her a congratulatory message, but she didn’t reply, so I locked up finally.
What could have caused her sudden hatred towards me? I’m still asking Google that question.
Was she too desperate or was I too nice?
(Please note the photo used in this post is for illustration purpose)
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