Chapter 92

Sphesihle paused to decide which way she was going. It was lunch time, and she was struggling to decide whether to go to the dining hall and get bullied or head to the sports field and seat in the sun.

*I should talk to her. *

Vincent was making way towards Sphesihle—

“Vincent!” Michael brought himself closer, “I finally found you.” He put his arm on Vincent’s shoulder, “Where are you going that way? The dining hall is this way.” He started pulling him. “You’re still getting lost? A smart guy like you must be able to remember things easily.”

Sphesihle made a decision to go to the field and she went. She thought she saved herself more troubles, but little did she know that her day was far from over.

“Ow,” the teacher said, “Look who’s decided to pay us a visit today,” as Sphesihle entered. Of course, the rest of the learners burs