NEIGHBOUR'S DAUGHTER: PLAYING A FOX TO CATCH A NAUGHTY RAM

It has been quite sometime after breaking up with Doris, but as a man, I cannot afford to have a box of chocolate and eat it all up while crying in front of my friends. Far from it. That's what Hollywood series is for.
In my world, its' just a matter of minutes before you get a replacement and move on with your life.
This is what I have been doing despite the awful pangs of dry spell attacking me every morning. Each time I wake up, there's this girl in the hood who is largely responsible for my plight.
Since we all have to use communal bathrooms that are outside, I get to see her every morning as she prepares to go to school.

Today was no exception at all!

"Sasa?"
"Poa."

My eyes followed her nice tushy as it swung from one side to another in her leso. Once she disappeared into the bathrooms, I felt like grabbing the nearest soap and stroking myself out. But I couldn't.
Her name is Shayla. According to sources close to me, She's just 20 and could've joined campo were it not for Matiangi messing her results up in 2016. Repeating Form Four is harder nowadays as she found out. She had to go back to book three.
Away from that, the sweet smell of geisha filled the air. It even made me feel bad about using the sunlight washing bar. I felt tempted to go and peek. Part of me said yes and another one said no. I took the latter.
She wasted no more than 5 minutes. I was clear to go once she stepped out of the small cramped bathroom. 

"Shay? ebu kiasi."

She stopped and turned to face me.

"Si uko sawa mami? form ni gani leo?"
"Form 36 ama?"

I laughed. Deep down, she was trying to be rude but I let it slide.

"Hapana, shule ama?"
"Yeah."
"Si baadaye tuone form ya town? ama upitie tucheki the latest series kwa keja?"

She smiled but it was difficult to read what it meant.

"Sidhani ka ntakuwa available."
"Basi unipee number then."

She hesitated. I grabbed my locks and fastened them faster. She sized me from toe to head.

"Jioni basi."

She walked away quickly. This time, slowly and deliberately. She probably knew that I was checking her out, which I did. When she entered her house, I took my chance and entered the bathroom where I spent the next three minutes.

NEXT UP: will she give me her number or is it a dead-end for me?