Nina

Chapter 3

"That man ehn", I heard the boy who was accused of only knowing how to press feminine pubic parts say after hissing. At this point, I was really confounded. I wondered the boy's fate had the mean man heard what he just said. Or if the girls he had pressed knew.

"Guy, I swear", another guy put in. "Wo, let's just tidy the class jor." Luckily he noticed the nasty sentence on the board which I was very certain would put us in trouble should the mean man see it. He just put on a corny smile and picked up an abandoned once-white piece of handkerchief and wiped the board. He was not really tall as he struggled to reach the top of the board. It  was almost amusing and very pitiful.

Then the sounds of wooden furniture as they were dragged against ceramic tiles rent the air.

"Guy, lift the kini now", a girl who was experiencing the same discomfort complained. It was the girl that sat down to Phoebe tidying her hair. Now that she was not sitting I was able to take in her features very well. She had unbuttoned her first three buttons of her shirt. Her inner singlet was slackened hence exposing her breast cleavage. Her skirt was short and really tight, giving her a figure "8" physique.

"Wo, free me", the boy replied back. I wondered if he had pressed the hair girl's privates too. Honestly, I wouldn't be shocked if he had, her dressing was too tempting along with a few other girls in the class.

When they bent low to pick up trash, their skirts were dragged up, exposing their thighs. They didn't seem to mind that it had attracted so much attention from boys.

"Madam, won't you join us and pick?!", I heard Phoebe say. I eventually realized she was referring to me.

"Me?", I stuttered, really startled.

"Migos", she replied rather harshly and totally out of context.

"Uhm", I was still contemplating my response. Although I knew what she said didn't deserve any.

"Ahn ahn", a baritone voice said. It belonged  to a dark tall boy. I was really grateful to him for this rescue, no matter how momentary.

"What?!!", Phoebe retorted back.

"Free the girl na", he refused to cower to Phoebe's brashness.

"Free which girl? Is she not a member of the class."

"Ehn, but was she there when the class was scattered ni?"

"Please, spare me that!!", she was palming the air. "So it's me that scattered it shey?"

The boy just shook his head to succumb to defeat.

I just started at the duo. To avoid another banter, I stood up to pick.

When we were finished, the class was considerably clean.

A glance at the tiny watch on my wrist told me the time it was. A couple minutes past 9 O'clock and no teacher had entered save for that man. Is he even a teacher? My subconscious asked.

"You guys should settle doooowwwwnnnnnnn", said a mid twenties voice filled with stress and frustration from having to shout too many times. She was fair with a slender physique. Would have been prettier if not for the lines of wrinkles that etched her face. And evidently, she lacked the commanding aura from the two older teachers.

"Settle down naaaaaa", she was tapping a green textbook lightly on the table.

I guess they were prolly tired of tormenting the innocent lady.

When the class was quiet enough for her voice to be heard she started off the class.

"You guys should know that your external exams. So if you like be serious, if you like waste your time. Ko kan mi. She slapped her  left palm on the back of the right then vice versa.