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by Tyler Majaga

NAME: Botho Molokai

  D.O.B: 07 January 1992 in Gaborone, Botswana

  CREW NAME: The G.M (Girls Magnet)

  Botho was the cutest of us all in the group and the richest. Girls were so crazy about him and thus we named him the GM or ‘Girl Magnet’. One other thing girls were crazy about was the fact that every Friday he came to school with his parents’ black Mercedes convertible. This obviously sent shrills down their backs. He was in the JMS Times’ Most Cute Freshmen annual list just a month after we enrolled into JMS. That was Botho and his trademark charming tool was his acclaimed smile which every girl was crazy about.

  NAME: TreShawn Detroit II

  D.O.B: 18 May 1992 in New York, USA

  CREW NAME: Brooklyn saint

  The guy was liked by girls mostly because of his accent and the fact that he was born in the United States. He was a good-looking guy as well and being a playboy didn’t really suit him that much. He honestly looked like a guy who could find a beautiful girlfriend and settle down till his twenties and get married. Either way, he was a playa and another reason why girls liked him was the fact that his family was also rich and they lived in the up-market Molapo Estates suburbs, even though they didn’t really earn much now. They were a retired politician and a doctor: the dad was a senator for the state of New Jersey while the mother was a cardiologist in Brooklyn, New York, where TreShawn was born.

 

  NAME: Bagomotsi Moalosi

  D.O.B: 15 January 1992 in Francistown, Botswana

  CREW NAME: The Mo dancer

  Bagomotsi got worse in playing girls since his break up with Masego. The guy had stood by his word and played girls like they were his puppets, literally. As I had mentioned earlier he was the argumentative type who always made sure he got what he wanted when he wanted. Girls loved the fact that he was open and confident; I liked that about him myself. Girls also had a weakness for his eyes and the way he laughed.

  NAME: Tyler Malokane

  D.O.B: 20 September 1992 in Francistown, Botswana

  CREW NAME: TyJR

  Tyler is the quiet, reserved type of character who rarely airs out his opinions. When decisions are made, he rarely has a say but just gives a go-ahead when decisions have been made. I liked this about him and I guess that and his swag was exactly what the girls liked about him. The reason for his choice of crew name was because of his love for Tyler Perry so he believed he was going to be the next Tyler Perry hence the name TyJR was born.

  ‘By the way you guys are invited to my party later on at around six. You party ‘till you drop and the gate pass is your invitation card and present. Dress code: anything white at the top and black at the bottom’ was Botho to the Tyler and TreShawn before giving them invitation cards.

  ‘Oh, okay. We’ll be there bra’ said Tyler and we said our goodbyes and parted.

  Botho and the guys left and Bagomotsi and I stood there clueless of where to go next.

  ‘Now where do we go? My date with Winona is only at three and right now the time is past two’

  ‘So you decided to go ahead with Winona despite the Mark situation?’

  ‘Yes, I did just that buddy. I mean, Mark should get it that she doesn’t love him anymore, you know? He should just move on, you know’

  ‘Well, you are right so if you get the green light, which I believe and trust you will, I congratulate you in advanced’

  ‘Thanks buddy, I knew you would support me on my decision. So, where are you off to from here?’

  I had decided to postpone telling him the truth about Masego to Botho’s party because he was just too happy to hear it but that was not to be the case, unfortunately.

  ‘I was planning to check on this guy who’s got a few of my games in Block 3 but he called me and told me he dropped them off at home earlier so I don’t know. I guess I’ll have to go chill at home. If Masego and I were still together, I would take her out as well but you know that a lot has happened so I really don’t know’

  ‘Wait a minute; if Masego and you…what do you mean?’

  ‘She dumped me Brandon; last night she called me and asked me if we could break up and what could I say? But don’t worry, I’m fine so don’t ask’

  ‘Well, that’s a good thing; I mean the fact that you are fine with the issue’

  ‘Yeah man, its life so what can I say?’

  I tried to hug him but he laughed.

  ‘What is it?’

  ‘I got you right there, didn’t I? Masego and I, we are still tight bra, I was kidding’

  ‘What? I can’t believe you did that because somehow you did envisage the truth. Masego does want a break-up Bagomotsi. She told me yesterday at school and she’s dating Cecil’

  ‘You are kidding right? What’s next? “I got you” too?’

  ‘No man, I’m dead serious. Come with me and see for yourself’ and we walked to Cradle Forte.

  We continued to stroll through the mall and came across them on a date in the city’s Blue Jacket street restaurant. We stood there and watched them as they held hands and laughed at each other’s charm. I knew we had to leave before Bagomotsi lost it. As I pulled Bagomotsi away, Masego saw us and discomfiture took her over before Cecil also saw us. The guy just looked at us until we were out of sight.

  ‘I can’t believe I pranked myself Brandon; Masego really has dumped me…to go…to go to that punk’ he said in a distraught state after I convinced him to sit down in some public sitting bench.

  ‘I know but here is what: she does not deserve you so let go. Don’t think about doing anything stupid because that will make things worse. But we will deal with Cecil’

  ‘But I have to hear her reasons for dumping me Brandon’

  ‘Yes but not now; go home and relax and you don’t have to go to the party later if you don’t want to’

  ‘I don’t know man; it’s just that I love that girl Brandon; cheating is the last thing I expected from her. After all I had done for her Brandon, why did she have to this to me?’

  ‘But it’s a good thing she didn’t destroy you because she almost did; I totally understand your point but just don’t let it go to your head. It’s because of girls like her that there is a high rise in cases of passion killings in Botswana’

  ‘I know but hey, what can we say? Life goes on’.

  Bagomotsi had lost his first love too, his original love. Slowly, still reeling in shock, he stood up and almost fell back on his seat so I supported him.

  ‘It is okay buddy; we can rest for a while if you don’t feel okay’

  ‘No Brandon, I’m fine, just feeling a bit dizzy. You have a date to go to so don’t waste your time with me; go home and prepare yourself’

  ‘I can’t leave you here in this state Bagomotsi, let me at least call a cab for you’

  ‘I need to be alone Brandon, please. I’ll go home later, I promise’ and a tear dropped from his eye and the smile he tried to force turned in to a paining frown and he sat down.

  They say the first cut is the deepest and that was a clear case now. Masego had not done my boy any justice and her cut was indeed very deep. I sat with him for a while there before he continued moaning words out.

  ‘Today was supposed to be the perfect day Brandon; we just formed a dance group and I was…I was going to celebrate with her and now…and now this?’ What did I do to her, huh? I tried every time to be the perfect boyfriend but I guess it just wasn’t enough’

  ‘She is not good enough to deserve your tears buddy so try to let it go; you will find somebody who will love you for what and who you are, very soon for that matter’. He wiped his tears away and looked at me, pulling this really angry face and spoke, ‘I will never love again Brandon, I am telling you. I am done loving and that is the honest truth. She took all my love with her and I am done loving. From now onwards, I will never love again’

  ‘Don’t say that Bagomotsi, you know you don’t mean it’ and he stood up and faced me before going on, ‘Try me buddy; I’ll be ther
e at the party and tonight, as a free man, I will finally get to enjoy my God-given talents of being the guy I should have always been. See you at the party Brandon and don’t panic on your date my boy’ and he was gone.

  I looked at him go away and, worried about him, stood up to go home and prepare for my dream date. Bagomotsi had really trusted Masego with his heart and now she had escaped with it; vanished with it to the nowhere that was Cecil. I was hoping and prayed that he would at least find it in his heart to forgive her. Not that it would be an easy task to fulfill but somehow, he had to if he was to avoid an implosion.

 

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