Page 220 of Not My Type
“Zara,” Nickoi shakes me and I open my eyes.
“Yes,” I say looking around and realize that we’re in Jamaica. “We reach,” I simply say and he smiles at my grogginess.
“Yes yuh hungry?”
“Kinda,” I push my body up. He puts his arms around me walking out and I spot two pilots coming out to talk to him.
“Hey the place cold enuh,” I fold my arms meeting Gutta and Anna, Nickoi joins us shortly after.
He hugs Anna and shakes Gutta’s hand. “Yuh know how it guh dung already enuh.”
I smile at them. “It was awesome guys,” I tell them.
“No joke,” Gutta says.
“Fi real yuh have taste girl cause Hawaii was the bomb,” Anna playfully pushes my shoulder.
“Purr,” I smile and they get in their car, honk the horn and drive out.
Nickoi and I get in the Range Rover, after putting the stuff in the trunk. Then he pulls off, heading home.
“It feels good to be back here but I miss Hawaii,” I pout, feeling a twinge of nostalgia. Nickoi’s smile graces my peripheral vision.
“Another time Mami,” his lips curls into a smirk.
“I love you. My birthday weekend was great,” I let out a sigh, casting a glance his way. “Thanks for everything.”
He nods, a smile lighting his face. “It’s the least I can do.”
The least?
Ouuuu chileeee I love it here!
61. CLOSE
Zara
The dismissal bell rings and I walk out and spot Jordane on the corridor with his friend but I can’t see his friend’s face because he covers it with a black kerchief. Just like a cruff.
“Hey Ms. Williams,” Jordane smiles at me and I stop walking.
“Hey Jordane, you a behave yourself now?” I ask him. Watch him a smile.
“Yea,” he avoids my stare.
“Okay mek sure enuh,” I say to him before I walk down the stairs. My phone rings and it’s my professor, surprising me.
“Hello?” I say as soon as I slide the screen.
“Good Afternoon Ms. Williams, how are you today?” she questions.
“I’m good, thanks. How about you?” I’m inching toward the gate.
“You know I’m doing fine. I’m just calling to let you know that starting tomorrow you’ll come back to school cause you’ve completed your practicum,” Thank Goddd!
“Okay miss,” I can’t wait to tell Mommy this, and Mama too of course.
“And I already spoke to Mrs. Adams,” she adds. “So you don’t have to worry about telling them. You’ll be preparing for your final exams that will be starting November 6.” I freeze. What!?
