My loveless life

Chapter 9-Being the mature one

I looked down and sighed. What's up with this bullshit? I've made up my mind. I am going to deal with my problems one after the other, but first I need to fly far away from my site. I looked at Mary and smiled at her smirking face. She's lucky I promised her and my mom to be nicer to her.

Mary. "I don't know where you picked your information from, but I don't like anyone yet". I told her lazily. I needed to get off her and fast."Oh, please stop lying," she said proudly. Don't you like Abdul? Huh. I was surprised at her allegations. "I'm going to tell him." She continued, Oh, please. I rolled my eyes at her childish needs and said, Mary, get a grip on yourself. Aren't you the one crushing on him? I said it with one eyebrow raised in amusement. "You went as far as to follow him to class and his house". I cringed at my own words. I sighed, finding this conversation was getting boring, but I continued anyway, saying you were creepy, and now that he noticed it, You need someone to take the blame for it. She stood there quietly, really feeling speechless. My smile got wider, and I asked her "Are you afraid of rejection". I flakily gasped, and she moved back. I rolled my eyes and laughed because this conversation was getting boring.

I turned around, turned back to my class, and stared at Edward from afar. Then I realized my talking wouldn't do anything at all. These things will soon pass, and I'll one day laugh at them all. I chuckled at my stupidity and went home.

9th grade is so hard. I cried dramatically. After giving up on confronting Edward, I got home with the sweetest news ever: I got a private teacher, and he's not any private teacher but the one I recommended. The one helping Keren out Keren is one of my friends, but she's in the 8th grade. We get along well; she's also a friend to Mary and acts like her too. The only difference is that she does her deeds with style. Class is fun and interesting considering I'm learning, and I've made great progress with the help of Kezia and Eugenia's father, for whom I'm thankful to.I just remembered my boyfriend and realized we haven't had our first kiss yet. In Ghana, do people kiss or not? This is funny because the videos I watch and books I read also do. And my friends say it's normal. I guess that explains. I have a very big problem that involves my class and classmates. Hmm, I coughed. Let me explain to you what my problem is.

On Fridays, we have half the day to ourselves, because that's what the timetable says. Teachers use this opportunity to run away from our block, and my damn mates use this time to turn the class into a club... I sigh Fingering, kissing, twerking, and cuddling were just going on here, and, oh, yeah, gambling in this class is a mess. I felt bad for them because they didn't know what they were getting themselves into. It's Saturday, and I am kind of running home. I guess that's what I've been doing lately. I wonder what will happen after junior high, and then what?