Having a sex With my Teacher

Chapter 6

CHAPTER 6

Fahra's POV

"Sira ulo, anong 'we made love'?" I muttered to myself as I stood up, grabbed my bag and phone, and headed out of his condo, trying to avoid him.

He grabbed my arm and turned me to face him. "Where are you going, babe?" he asked.

"I'm going home. I can't stay here," I said, trying to pull away from him. I pushed his hand away and walked out.

"Sh*t, Sam, you're in trouble again with your mom. What foolishness is this?" I scolded myself.

"What if I get pregnant? What will I tell Mama? I'm in deep trouble. Sam, you're not thinking straight. This is so annoying."

I hailed a taxi and told the driver to take me to the P******* village. In just a few hours, I was home.

I quickly took a shower and changed into my school uniform. I was in a hurry because I was running late.

"Ohh!! Sissy, why are you late today?" Denise greeted me as I arrived.

"Sorry, I overslept," I lied. I didn't know how to explain everything to them.

"What if something happened? What will I say?" I thought to myself. "There's a raging flood, so I got stuck."

"I'm sorry, bhie. I had a lot of problems these past few weeks. First, Mark and I broke up, and then---" I didn't finish as she interrupted me.

"What!!! You broke up with Mark?" she exclaimed, and everyone in the corridor turned to look at us.

"Bhie, lower your voice. People are staring," I whispered, and she complied.

"What happened?!" she asked again.

"He called me, and then he asked me to meet him at the park. I was about to hug him, but I froze when he said, 'Sam, let's break up.' You know what's worse? He said he's in love with someone else and they're having a baby," I couldn't stop my tears from falling. It still hurt so much.

"Shhh, sissy, I'm here," Denise hugged me.

"And then the teacher said I have to retake the 4th semester. When Mama found out, she was furious. I don't know why all these problems keep coming to me. I thought maybe it would be better if I just disappeared," I cried while she comforted me.

"Shhh, sissy, you'll overcome these challenges in life. I'm here to support you. Forget about Mark; you'll find someone better. He's so stupid for wasting you," Denise said, and I finally stopped crying. We were already in front of the classroom, so we went inside.

We sat in our respective seats, and after a few minutes, our teacher arrived.

"Good morning, class!" he greeted. Everyone greeted him, but I just glared at him, still annoyed about what happened.

He started teaching.
Discuss.
Discuss.
Discuss.

Kringgg* the bell rang. Our class only lasts for 2 hours, and after that, it's dismissal. We only have one subject every day.

"Fahra, follow me to the office," he said, and I wondered why it was always me.

I raised an eyebrow at him, and he chuckled. "Good news," he said, looking at me.

I raised an eyebrow at him. "Stop teasing me. You'll only make me fall for you more. Here's the news: you won't retake the---" I didn't let him finish as I hugged him, but I quickly let go, realizing what I did.

"Oops, sorry, but are you serious? I won't have to retake?" I asked, and he nodded in response.