THE LIFE OF A NIGERIAN TEENAGER ✔

8~ THE POPULAR BOY

Fortunately Alhaji Bello didn't go beyond a few kisses and touches, although something in me changed that night, I got my first touch from a boy..well a man and I didn't think if I would be able to stop.

I wanted him to keep touching me like that, I wanted the feeling of pleasure passing through my skin, I wanted the tingling from places he showed his love on.

He dropped me home after that, with the explanation that he will take what belonged to him when next we meet.

Honestly I couldn't wait, at that point I was eagerly waiting for my virginity to be taken.

I started looking at guys differently, I no longer see them as foolish humans who think with the thing between their legs and honestly it would have been hypocritical since I was also thinking with the thing between my legs.

Whenever a guy passed, I wondered if he will be able to give me the pleasure  I received that day.

The rational part of my mind scolded me.

I mean it was just foreplay and I was already in over my head, what if I had the full course, how would I behave.

"What are you thinking?" Basma asked me, sitting on the vacant chair next to me in class.

Basma is the only person that I actually talked to, and I mean talked in the secret feelings kinda way.

The rest of the Divas were not really close with me, unless it has something to do with clubs then, besides Dorcas hated my guts.

"I'm just thinking!"

"Of what? Is something wrong? You can tell me you know." Now that's the reason I loved basma, she was so caring and loving.

"About sex." I blurted out, yeah now she definitely thinks I'm a pervert.

Her eyebrow arched in question. "Sex? What about sex?"

"You know how the experience would be like, how did it feel? Losing your virginity?" I mean she's part of the Divas, there's no way she's still a virgin, those girls could make a nun have sex.

"Actually, I'm still a virgin."

Blink. Blink. Hold up. I didn't believe that one bit.

"Yeah right!" I scoffed. She's trying to fuck with me.

"I'm seriously I am!" She tried to defend her self.

"Okay, not that I believe you or anything but how? I mean I have seen you grinding on someone and then leaving the room together, there's no way you just go in there and just leave without having sex."

"I have some set of rules, i can dive into foreplay with anyone, but from my navel down are off limit, even when I was grinding the guy did you see his hands passed down my waist?"

Now that she's mentioned it, their hands always stays in her back, never going below that.

"Oh."

"Yeah oh, I promised not to have sex with anyone except my husband, I mean the little bit left of my faith in Allah won't allow me to, I mean..." She paused looking behind me.

"What?"  I turned but couldn't see what she's looking at. They are just a bunch of student behind us.

"Why is Yusuf Omer looking at you?"

Shit. The popular boy. The rich boy. The every girl dream.

"I don't think he's looking at me." I chuckled nervously, just the thought of him made my heart race.

"He sure is, and he's making his way over here right now." She said and scrambled on her feet, and ran.

I froze, wishing and praying he's not coming to me.

"Hello Fatima!"

Oh shit!

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Okay, a new chapter, a new drama, a new boy.

I realized I was neglecting this story, I wanted to finish it in three months but I was slacking off.

Well I'M BACK!!

And I will try as much as possible to finish this book before the ending of July.

It's not a promise just something I want to see if I can.

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