Waleed international (on hold)

Dealing with an idiot

I know I updated faster than most authors or than any normal author, but I am going back to school on the 8th of September and I will be busy because I am going into the 9th grade (which is high school here in Canada) and that is the main reason I have been updating a lot. And yes our number of cases are very high and there's a chance someone could spread the virus in school, but I promise I will try to be safe. Thank you for reading this rant now onto the story we go 👉🏾.

It has been two months of torture and pain in this dreadful school, I am just joking. But seriously when they said this school has the best academic in the whole of Port harcourt they weren't joking, their way of learning is very understandable and easy but when it comes tests and assignments, then you know they didn't come to play. Apart from academics being a senior is just too stressful, with WAEC and JAMB on the way, and my parents depending on me to pass both exams exceedingly, not just that but my younger sister that's in JSS3 looking up to me, and my elder brother who lives in Canada expecting me too come meet him there to study medicine. IT'S JUST TOO FUCKING MUCH!! and I am so drained.

As I walked back to the hostel I heard a noise coming from one of the abandoned classes, so you know me and my amebo I decided to check it out. As I got closer the noise increased and it sounded like moaning, of course they were getting into it this school is filled with a bunch of hormonal teens, I mean I am not judging them it's normal especially at this age.

Crouched down at the window I watched two of my set mates having sex, I watched as the boy was sweating and grunting and the girl trying not to moan too loudly, they were so lost in their sex that neither of them noticed that he had released inside her, YE! that girl's life don finish like that.

Well I have seen enough for today, as I was about to turn around and make a run for it someone slapped their palm onto my mouth to prevent me from screaming, I was actually debating on screaming, but if I screamed the people that were just doing it will know there is someone around. So I carefully turned around and was looking straight at my head boy.

He was smirking at me, he suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me to another one of them abandoned classes, 'why do they even have all this abandoned classes sef?' He then sat me down on one of the chairs, surprisingly the furniture was clean and the room spacious.

"So madam what were you doing there?" he asked, "nothing" I replied back with an attitude "you do not give me attitude that I didn't pay for young lady" he whispered into my ear all sexy and fuck and in response I slammed my legs closed. He smirked at me seeing the way he had affected me, for goodness sake I was even about to moan, wait oo did I just say moan? me, moan?

I looked up at him with the most innocent look I could muster and whispered , "well if you minded your business and just left me alone without bullying me for one day, I might consider not giving you attitude," by now I had already stood up and was gently stroking his chest.

I heard a soft moan escape his lips and was immediately turned on, I took a step back and gave him a peck on his cheek, I then turned around and sashayed away, well if he was going to play that game I might as well inform him I could also play.

Without looking back I hurried back to the hostel and to my room where I found all three of my friends looking worried, "what are you people looking for?" I asked, as soon as I said that they all turned around and screamed "INDILA!!!" well guess I was the one they were worried about.

"Why do you always disappear when we have gist?" Joyce asked, "nothing oo I just came across some people enjoying themselves in one abandoned class," they all looked at me shocked "ehen continue na wetin happen?" Joyce and Danielle asked at the same time while Bisola looked at them like she was disappointed. She never encouraged gossiping she always liked minding her business, and to be fair her character fits the way she looks. Bisola is a curvy slim type, but she always liked wearing baggy things to cover her curves just like I did and she didn't like swear words unless necessary.

After telling them about what I had saw leaving out the Terry part, they reminded me about the social night that was taking place here tonight. We talked about the social night but for some reason my mind kept wandering to an encounter I had with a certain someone.

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Yes lovelies that's all for today or maybe not, but who cares. I am so sorry I didn't tell you that this chapter will be getting steamy but all in all it was a nice surprise right? Also if you didn't vote hi back now and tap the button it doesn't cost you, also leave a wonderful comment, and share.

WAEC= West African Examination Council

JAMB= Joint Admissions and Matriculations Board, a Nigerian exam written before going into university.

Amebo= gossip

That girl's life don finish like that= her life is over

Ehen= alright, it is mostly used differently like for example it was used to encourage in this chapter.

Na wetin?= what is it?