I heard my favorite music in the background.
I couldn’t think of anything else than my heart drumming the beats of the song.
It was getting dark…I glanced at my watch; half past seven, I read.
I had been sitting there for close to five hours, waiting for nothing.
Perhaps, everything I needed was around me…music, notepad, pen and me.
I couldn’t think of anything or anyone else…
I sat there scribbling and listening to the song…
I wrote something I later read which made no sense…nonsense!
I couldn’t count the number of pages I had ripped of the notepad, just to make meaningful words.
I kept nodding ma head to the song and my pen kept moving in lines on the pad…
Guess what!
I had written the lyrics of the song without noticing, instead of doing my homework.
By the time I could snap out of my reverie, it was six in the morning…
Mum was calling out my name and the school bus, honking it’s old horn as usual, prompting me to move towards it.
My homework was undone…
Rather, I had written the lyrics of my favorite Toni Braxton’s “Breathe Again” for my teacher.
I can imagine his face as he opens to supervise my work…
#CaughtUnawares
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