Momma is the best in the world, you've always thought.

Throughout your childhood, and now you're eighteen, she has always been there for you. She has always supported you, groomed you and trained you to be the best person you can be. Remember the time Emeka broke your heart? You had run to her and she had enveloped you in her arms, kissing your cheeks, wiping the tears off your eyes and she reiterated over and over again that men were not worth your cries?

Do you remember the time you wanted to go into dancing? How your teachers and friends were asking you what was wrong with you? You were a perfect science student, why waste your life dancing?

But Momma understood. She had held your hands that night and had told you to chase your dreams to the ends of the earth; she had made you promise her that nothing would deter you from expressing yourself through dance. Do you remember how you cried with relief that the only person that mattered to you was in support of you?

Simply put, Momma was your best friend, your paddy, your gist mate. But even friends hide things from each other, right? Because you know how many times you've asked her about your father and each time, she had averted her eyes, while telling you that he left you guys for another woman. You had felt that something wasn't right, yet you believed her. And in turn you hated the invisible man that was your father. In her mind, the day you set your eyes on him, he would pay for putting you and your mother through the pains of those years.

But these things were not the main thing that were bothering you as you walked the length of the hallway to Professor Mark's office this hot afternoon. You've always been in awe of him. Why shouldn't you be, when he was the only professor of of dance in Africa? At forty! You've always wanted him to notice you, to take you under his wing as he had with many students, but it was as if he never noticed you for once. Despite the little attention he gave you, you have admitted (although only to yourself) that you have a crush on him.

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