The weekend went by quickly , I spent most of my time preparing for my Prelims. I didn't even speak to Lucky all weekend and honestly I didn't think much of it really , I'm sure he's also studying for the Pelims .
Monday morning comes along and quickly steals the weekends happiness, I am woken up by my pool of sweat . That officer's words still linger in my mind , I mean what if Lucky is just using me ? What if all this is just a game to him ? A game with my feelings though , it doesn't make sense . I mean when I think about it , Lucky came strongly into my life right after Dile's death . But Lucky and I kissed when Dile was still alive , but that very same night I remember her calling me crying and I also remember calling Lucky and he didn't answer that night . I'm over thinking things again, I need to come back to earth because I'm in a constant predicament with myself . I get out of my bed and prepare for School
I enter the School gates and go straight to the lockers to change my books , I spot Lucky by the lockers with his friends and he's looking fine as ever . I just wave at him shyly and he nods at me , I look away and walk to my register line.
Someone comes behind me and tickles my obliques playfully and I jump up in shock , when I turn around to look, it's Kabelo , we just laugh playfully and then we hug
" How are you today? " she asks
" I'm cool , you ? "
" I'm chilled fam " she says .
We make some small talk until the teachers start walking in the Quad and the Principal stands on the stage .
" Let me go to my spot . " she says and moves to the front of the line. In our register lines , we are placed alphabetically so , and so she is placed 5 people before me .
" Goodmorning learners " our Principal greets .
" Morning ma'am " we greet as one voice , but the way most of us don't like this woman , our greeting is not that powerful .
" Let's go this again " she says
" Goodmorning Learners " she greets again
" Morning ma'am " You can only hear the grade 8 and 9 pupils whilst the rest of the School is just selfishly not greeting back , I want to laugh but I hold it back.
" Is it the Monday morning that's making you guys so quiet ? " she's getting annoyed now
" Goodmorning grade 10's " she greets once again
" Morning ma'am " their voice is loud now
" Good ! Good morning grade 11's " she greets their group yet again and they all literally mumble , I'm sure only 3 people greeted there .
" Good morning Grade 11's " she greets again , she is so annoyed at this point but still trying to keep her composure , and they still mumble , low-key this pleases me and I laugh because I don't like this woman .
" Okay , grade 11's , we'll come break time so we can teach you how to greet properly " She says and they all start complaining.
" Goodmorning Matrix " She greets us.
" Morning ma'am " some shout out of their lungs to try and make up for those that do not want to greet back.
" Let's try again , Goodmorning Matrix " she greets again , Honestly , I'm already tired of this woman forcing us to greet her . I miss our old Principal , she left the School last year March , everyone loved her so very much . This one came into control immediately after her , she was Deputy Principal so it was bound for her to come into control. Literally nobody likes this woman , I don't think I know anyone that can openly say that they like her.
YOU ARE READING
Angel waiting to go home .
غموض / إثارةAfter my best friend is molested and later commits suicide in the hands of my crush , I seek closure in the worst way possible by tagging along many worthless souls through my rollercoaster through Hell which leads to many of my mental complications.
