chapter three

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I laid down on my bed, remembering how close we were, and you won't believe me he said I smell nice, it just pure love perfume I use, and that what mum gave me for my 18th birthday.

I couldn't sleep so I decided to write my feeling for Michael inside a new note, I don't take risk because I know that someone might just see it and decide to read it so I wrote it like a poem.

Seeing you today tears my heart apart.
It leave a nasty scar that I can't play my part
I want more that a brief greetings
Let meet more than our power.
What more can a girl wish than............

I was still writing when my phone started ringing.

"Hello" it a new number, I thought it was... You know my crush but no I was wrong.

"Hey bitch"

"Sorry who's this" I asked with curiosity

"I'm very sure you do not know me, but I advice you to say away from him, you know who I'm talking about just say away from him"

My heart beat fast because I don't have an idea about what she is talking about, nobody knows I have feelings for Mr Michael.

"S--sorry I don't know what you are talking about" I stammered

"Zara I'm sorry just ignore her"

The voice now sounds familiar, it not more the saucy girl that is online it now....... Wait Mr Michael, how on earth did he have my number?

"S---sir"

"I'm sorry we just had an misunderstanding, I will see you tomorrow, Good night"

I was dumbfounded, I tossed the book aside and headed to my bed    immediately sleep over took.

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                     In school

I was in my class still embarrassed from yesterday night insult when my best friend came to sit beside me.

"Guess what Zara?"

"You won a visa lottery?"

She rolled her eyes and said "mr Michael is now my private lesson teacher" she was excited when she said it.

"Ohh"

"Just ohhh Zara, I'm happy you ought to be happy for me, or are you jealous that I will take your crush from you?"

I rolled my eyes in return to that
"Fyn I'm happy for you, I'm not just in the mood"

"What happen, did your mum beat you, or wait she said you shouldn't attend the lesson again?"

"Gosh not that, by the way what are we having now"

"It economics, Mr Michael will soon be here don't worry about him, he is all yours"

"A-b-i-g-e-a-l LEAVE ME ALONE" I yearned

"Alright alright I get it, oh here comes he".

My heart skips a beat.

"Good morning class"

"Good morning sir we answered"

The class went on

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