By Okunola Zainab Oluwaseun.
Dwayne glanced at his six
hundred thousand dollars Rolex watch and heaved with tiredness mixed with
frustration. He had been waiting for Jessie to arrive; their flight was leaving
Nexus in twenty minutes. He buried his face back into the magazine he was
reading to distract himself from being anxious which wasn't completely working.
He muttered a silent curse and ran his eyes over the pages.
He didn't have to go with Jessie,
he didn't need someone to babysit but apparently, his mother had insisted that
Jessie would keep him company at Long Beach Ca. while he was boring himself
away with paper works and medical reports thingies at the Institute of medical
health where he happens to work as a surgeon. And besides, Jessie was his
spoilt, over pampered step brother who probably stuck more brawns than brains.
He glanced at his watch again
and promised himself to keep calm and he had barely assimilated three other
words from the mag. He was reading before a familiar voice reached him.
"Yo, big brother. You
ready or what?" Yes, that was Jessie, the only person that would frustrate
Dwayne in such an irritating manner.
Dwayne gradually lowered the
mag. From his face to look at the towering edifice of beauty he had as a
brother who had no other skills than being handsome. And who lacked every sense
of responsibility than any human at all could have.
Without saying anything,
being the adult, Dwayne stood from the covert that he turned into a temporal
waiting bench and walked along to the reception.
Seeing the attitude, Jessie
coughs and said "my taxi got stopped by a policeman. My driver ran a few
red lights just because I wanted to be here on time" but Dwayne had no
concern with that. Jessie was here and that was all.
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