Chapter 14

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Dwayne Pov...

Today was the day we had to present our artwork to Miss Zerine along with a good story of what is more important than her art lessons.

Most of the art students did the usual and did stories on how art was the most important subject to them which brought a massive smile to her ugly face. They obviously didn't want her to hold a grudge and sabotage their grades which she was very capable of doing. She did do it before.

We couldn't help ourselves and giggled as we knew what we had to say, and that would already piss her off. The artwork would just take it to a new level.

We sat patiently, waiting. Miss Satan scowled at us before calling us up to present our artwork. She looked on eagerly and expectantly at the hidden frame that slept in the middle of our table. I had something extra spectacular planned for our show and tell. 

Ntsakela stood confidently and picked up the artwork bringing it to the front of the class. She waited as one by one the rest of us stood up and walked to stand beside the artwork.

It's now or never. Let's do this!

Miss Satan looked at us one by one and hesitated before sitting back with her arms folded; not surprised that we did this as a group and rather expected something like this from us.

'Bitch.'

She probably assumed that we had finally come to our "senses'.

'Stupid ass bitch.'

The white cloth that covered it brought out more excitement from the rest of the class than anything else. just as we wanted.

"What is MORE important than Miss Zerine's art lessons?" began Ntsakela with a smirk.

The class giggled.

"The answer is..." she continued.

Silence crept in for a minute.

"Us." finished Tannah.

"US as individuals and US as in Our friendship. It is way more important than any lesson of any subject." explained Ntsakela.

"The story we are about to give is a very, VERY summarised version." added Taylor.

"It is our art expression story today and it goes like this." started Xelia.

"It was a bizarrely hot day. We sat at our groups spot chatting about anything and everything which was mostly nonsense. And as you all know, we can talk a lot of shit just for laughs.
Then!
This one little bitch that used to be in our circle started to push us away just because she had a bitch-lover-pet-boyfriend who also used to be in our circle." I informed dramatically not ashamed to say it as it was.

The class gasped and laughed. This was art class; we were allowed to express themselves in any way we wanted. Perfect!

"She isolated herself and pushed us all away. We tried to talk to her and her boyfriend about it, but still they excluded us. To them, it was just them against the world and we clearly meant nothing. Which is okay, we understood. Relationships, right?" added Ntsakela irritably.

"So, we gave up and decided to wait for them to talk to us, when they were ready of course. But they never did; unless they needed something but that's another story completely." said Taylor sadly.

"Then we started to hang out without them because when we used to hang out with them, they would be in their own world and completely ignore us or worse, talk about us while we were there. So, what's the point?" added Tannah angrily.

"It was then that the trouble started. She sent her boyfriend - who was her little puppy - to make us feel bad. Forgetting the fact that we did try but it was all for naught.
We all shut him down and he backed off immediately. He didn't have the balls to do what needed to be done." confirmed Ntsakela confidently.

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