Belle âme

◇Chapter 12◇

Unfortunately I had to cancel on Zale because my father came home on Saturday. I had to beg him for about half an hour to sign the permission slip. As soon as he did, I grabbed it from his reach and ran up to room, texting Zale immediately.

Zale: Finally. I can't wait to see you.

Zale: Send me a pic of your bathing suite

I smiled shaking my head at his pervertedness.

Me: No

Zale: Why? 😔

Me: It's a surprise ☺

A wave of nervousness suddenly consumed me and a thousand what if's filled my mind but I quickly brushed them away. The due date for the permission slips arrived quickly and I handed in mine during our English period that day. Zale smiled at me as I walked back to my chair infront of him.

"You look very sexy in that shorts." He whispered behind my ear. His hot breath tickled my skin and an army of goose bumps covered every inch of my body. I could hear the smirk plastered on his face. I saw Sarah getting more angry by the second from the corner of my eye and nothing gave me more satisfaction. She needed to be knocked down to size and to stop acting as if she was the queen of school, having a claim on  everyone. Even my Zale. I mentally rolled my eyes.

Wait, my zale!

I brushed the thought off. Our class began on the topic of Essay Writing.  While Mrs.Hayle was writing on the blackboard I felt feathery fingers on the side of my neck drawing circles sensually. An usual feeling below my nable and above my knee took over. I I suddenly felt as if a heater was right beside me. Urges I've never thought could come into my mind, did. My heart seemed to begin circulating a warm fuzzy feeling all over my body and all of it met at one place. Like a battery charging up to. . .

"Isa could you please read page 34 in our textbooks?" Mrs.Hayle asked.

I stared blankly at her with my lips slightly parted. I had no idea what she had just said. Giggles started to erupt from the class. My phone screen light up on my thigh and I discreetly read a pop-up message from Zale.

Zale:  Read page 34.

I quickly recollected myself and met Mrs. Hayle's stare.

"Yes Miss. " Before I started reading she gave me a warning look and told me to concentrate. I started reading with her injecting a few times to ask questions or to give a point or add emphasis on an instruction.  Our discussion was all inclusive and informative as usual and the bell's annoying chime was heard. I gathered my books, gave Zale a quick goodbye and basically ran out of the class to find Desia. After half a minute of searching I found her and told her  what happened. She started laughing at me. Like tears falling out of her eyes laughing.

"What's so funny!" I knitted my brows at her feeling self conscious.

"Oh nothing *giggle* your just too *giggle* innocent *giggle* how you manage to stay innocent and be my best friend only God knows. *giggle giggle giggle* You were horny. That's what it is." Her face was beet root red from all the laughing and tear stained. 

Mine instantly joined hers minus the tears upon hearing the explanation. It wasn't my fault, I didn't have time for boys or even realize their existence. No one was around to teach me these stuff and Sex Ed didn't exactly explain what the word horny meant. Besides  I had to focus on Quin and school and house work. Desia gasping for breath pulled me from my thoughts. She rinsed her face and patted it with a napkin.