Baskadia

"My heart must be jericho, because the way you sound my sound around me made my heart fall for y....."

Just then, i noticed a huge shadow fall over my shoulders, i turned round.

"G..G..Go... Good afternoon pastor sir" i stammered with a sheepish smile afraid if my pastor had seen my poor attempt of a love letter i was composing with its shaggy pick up line i recently learned.

"Good afternoon my son"

he replied smiling as always

"you keyboardist and always Writing" he added "i bet you're composing again".

at this point i could hear my heart singing thank you lord as i was assured my pastor didn't see my letter.

Because if he did, he would have started with one of those sermons i wasn't prepared for because all i could think of at that moment was love and she who is the recipient of my letter.

"Don't allow me disturb you please" he said while walking away. At this point i whispered to myself

"sister isabella, here i come

Sister isabella is a beautiful lady in the choir, jovial like i was to everyone too. We are best of friends and shared deep secrets with each other. The way her beauty radiates, you would believe king solomon was referring to her when he said

"a damsel fair to look upon".

Everyone taunted her of being a descendant of queen esther because of her beauty and as a sharp shooter i am or thought i was, I was more than ready to be the king to this queen esther or be the kings descendant. but this time, there wouldn't be a haman, modekia for the gallow which was to be involved would be her heart where I'm willing to be buried in.

Hey! I am everyones favorite, tall handsome, head keyboardist and a skillful singer filled with divers talent how hard could it be to get my best friend to fall for me?

I usually had ladies flocking around me but i never really had time for ladies till i noticed something new develop inside of me for isabella and so my sight was set at my rachael like jacob did. And it wasn't going to be hard to get her with my personality and record in church. And given the fact that she is my best friend.

"Imma badddd guyyyyyy" i wisphered.

"Good evening my queen esther"

i said with an accomplished smile while walking towards isabella with my letter in hand.

"You and your taunts, Good evening my king".

At this point i could notice my heart skip for joy at her reply...

"whattt!.. this is definitely green lights" i thought to myself as i handed her my letter, walked away almost immediately without saying a word and waited her reply the next day which was to be a sunday as we just ended Saturday rehearsals.