Just One Boost. (ON HOLD)

Chapter 12

It hurts knowing that you did your best but it still wasn't good a enough.
:-)~~(-: Moralayo Alapetu.

"so, that's all for today, does anybody have any questions?" the teacher called out.

None of the students replied, the few that were listening had a bored expression on their face, it was very clear that there were anything but interested in the class. While the rest were busy scribbling into their notebooks, completely zoned out from the teaching.

It was no wonder why the class was disorganized. Afterall it was Mr. Adekunle. If there was one teacher that nobody, like literally nobody respected in the school, that would be Mr. Adekunle. He was a short middle aged teacher whom didn't know how to take care of himself.

He had zero fashion sense. It was no surprise to the student that what he had on was black baggy trousers, big a enough to contain people and a bright yellow collar shirt paired with brown shoes.

And Moreso; he was those type of teacher who did not believe in flogging and as such many students abused that privilege.

"so you mean nobody has any question to ask again. You all understand the topic HIV/AIDS abi." he asked once more.

"sir me.... " a hand went up.

"Promise, let me hear your question and it better not be a stupid one oo." he shunned.

Promise was the class clown and was popular among the teachers for asking stupid questions, and most times frustrating the hell out of them but of course he knew who and who not to mess it. Right now, he found Mr. Adekunle as a suitable prey.

"sir, you said in preventing HIV, we should not..." he paused then continued. "we should not do the do."

The students all bursted into laughter. They knew what promise was getting at.

"and which one is do the do." the teacher asked, quite oblivious to the fact.

Promise groaned. "oh! Sir, how can I say these now, oya that stuff you use to do with your wife in the night." he teased, earning laughs from the students.

"are you stupid, do I look like a clown." the teacher snapped.

"sir I'm sorry, but you asked us if we have any question and now I'm asking my question."

" so, now what's your question?"

Promise beamed. "the main question is that if I'm married, can I still do the do."

"you are very stupid boy, are you? Do you think everything is a joke to you. Which one is the do the do. If you don't have anything to say, you can as well keep quiet." the teacher fumed.

"ah! Epele sir. So now, if we see that question in WAEC that's how we'll fail because you did not tell us the answer."

"biko, Promise what's your own nau. Abeg, is it by force to ask question." a classmate shut him up, clearly annoyed that he was using part of their next period which was a free period.

"sorry oo, Aunty lawyer." he hissed, then turned to face the teacher. "but sir, if I give you a handjob or a blow job and you have HIV will I contact it."he teased once more, this time around enjoying the way the teacher reacted.

"Aswear, I pity you." he heard his seat partner mumble.

"follow me to staff room now, I'll tap that useless mouth for you." the teacher commanded.

Promise rolled his eyes. "sir, after your period, we are having class." he rudely said.

"you ss2 students Abi. You are growing wings look at the way this one is talking to me just because......