Chapter 5

Me.

He wants me.

I gazed at his reflection in the mirror. He was standing with his hands in his pocket. I don't know but I am interested in those tattooed arms. I want him to trail those hands and explore my body. My stomach felt those butterflies again.

I suddenly felt something dripping in my panties and I clenched my thighs. What the fuck? I am wet. Why do I get wet merely looking at his body?

His hair was deep black.

He dressed in this bad-boy style that was enough to drive girls insane. His tie hanging loosely on his neck his white shirt not tucked in. Gosh!!

I salivated and I saw his eyes raking down my body. His eyes landed on my chest and I began to wonder what he was staring at. Suddenly, the moans grew louder and I felt embarrassed in this kind of situation. The tension between us grew.

"Ohh...fuck me. Fuck this pussy." The voice said loudly and that was it.

I couldn't take it anymore. Not anymore. I grabbed my bag and turned to leave but then he gripped my wrist and turned me to face him. What does he even want from me? What the heck does he want?

"Cmon. He is our mate." Sabrina's voice came up.

"What do you want from me?"

"You are my mate and is that how you say thank you?"

"What?"

"What do you mean what? I saved you from her. She almost hit your face."

I sighed.

"I don't care and I don't think I asked you to do that," I said and was about to go out when he pulled me back. What was I going to do now? I needed to get out of here. I was not feeling comfortable with the moans and the vulgar words coming out from whoever was in the toilet. How could they even do such a thing here? That is why a hotel is available.

The slaps of skin made my heart race faster and the fact that he was with me.

"Don't be like that. At least say thank you."

If that will be my only pass to leave then I will say it.

"Thank you," I muttered.

Then he released me and I rushed out immediately.

It was time for the next class. This time we were having the English Language. It was taken by Mrs. Aliyah. I sat down just beside Halley.

"Where have you been?" She asked.

"I had a running stomach so I was in the restroom," I replied and brought out my textbook.

Mrs. Aliyah entered and she observed everyone. That was her way of doing. Ever since she started taking this subject in the middle of the term last year. She loves asking questions which I don't appreciate. That time, I was always made the subject of laughter and as expected, she wrote the next topic to be taken on the board and turned to us.

"As we all know that you have just one term left in this final year of your high school education, you need to make use of your time wisely. Minimize your playing hours and devote your time to studying very hard so you won't end up coming back here to repeat this same class next year."

Those were her words and everyone turned to me except some set of people who didn't take interest in me. I gathered courage and leaned back on the seat and I folded my arms. I was about to be pointed out again. Then, I was popularly known as the dullest student in the class. I was below an average student but I still don't understand how I usually manage to pass the promotional examination though.

Miracle, I guess.

"So would you stand up and tell me the term popularly used to describe these words?." Mrs Aliyah pointed out to me. I signed. Even before asking, I already knew the question and the answer to it. It won't be a big deal. I like it this way.

The moon goddess is giving me the chance to recreate the story of my life and I will start from here.

I got up to my feet and placed my two palms, leaning forward.

I recited the questions courageously.

"A state of agreement of words with...."

"Concord," I said boldly.

I could see the surprise on their faces. Just so they know, I am not the dullard they once knew. I am all changed now.

"How could you?"

I cut her off.

I smiled.

"I don't care what you have to say, Mrs. Aliyah just go straight to the point and ask me the remaining questions. My leg is aching." I made her understand and they all gasped at my reply. This is my comeback to everyone who made my life miserable then.

Mrs Aliyah felt embarrassed. She braced up and frowned at me.

She asked questions and I ended up answering all of her questions correctly. They were all shocked. Eventually, I sat down and listened to her teaching even though I already knew the topic she was teaching.

During the class, I could feel Halley looking at me.

Not long after, the class was over and I was super exhausted.

I attended two classes and I was exhausted that I could barely keep my eyes open to pack my things in my backpack. I rested my head on the table and began to remember all that happened so far today.

"Are you sure you are okay?"

I raised my head.

"I think this is the fifth time you would be asking this kind of question. I am okay, Halley. You don't have to worry about me." I said to her but then she pulled me back to the seat.

"Okay, I can't take this anymore but I am trying to understand that nothing is wrong with you. Like you have changed. Is there something I have done wrong? Like for real, you came to school without me and now you are roasting everyone who gets in your way. Like, I am beginning to freak out." She explained and I only smiled and looked at her.

"Don't they all deserve to be roasted? I blast everyone that comes to say shit in front of me. Halley," I called placing my hand on her shoulder. I just need to behave as if everything is normal. I just need to do as if everything is okay with me till I get into her plans and turn everything against her. But I will never condone shit from them and their days of walking all over me is over. I am my boss now and I get to choose whoever to stay in my life.

If they are not doing me, I cut them off.

She didn't speak. She just kept quiet. I got up again and flung my backpack over my shoulder. I just need to take a fresh bath and sleep till I regain my strength.

I made my to the parking lot and I saw the man who had brought me in the morning. Mr. Alex.

He approached me.

"This way ma, am." He said directing me to the car. I hopped in and rested my back. The door was closed and I shut my eyes as sleep began to take over me. This was it, I need to sleep. After sleeping off for some minutes, I was woken up by the voice of Mr Alex.

"We are home, ma'am."

Okay, this was it. I needed to stop him from calling me ma'am.

I stepped out of the car and turned to him.

"Mr., I think you need to stop calling me ma'am. My name is Iris. I prefer Iris."

I feel weird having him call me ma'am.

He is old enough to be my father.

"But-"

"I insist sir," I said.

He nodded and I smiled.

"Thank you for the ride." I mustered.

I headed towards the house and then my phone began to vibrate. Like what the heck? I pulled it out of my pocket and swiped it open just to see numerous messages popping in. It was from the school's group chat. I saw nearly two thousand plus messages. My name popped up and I tapped on it just to see that they were talking about me and how I talked back to Mrs. Aliyah. How I had answered all of her questions correctly.

The talk about my body wasn't left out. They were always talking about my curves and my long hair. I didn't create myself. Just then another message popped up. This time it wasn't from the group chat. It was from an unknown number and I checked on it.

It read thus;

don't you wanna do it with me? You know what we heard earlier in the restroom. I am sure you would want to do it with me. It's me, Drake.

Another message from him again. This time I couldn't believe my eyes.

"Go on a date with me. Let's get to know each other."

My heart almost popped out of my chest.

What?

Go on a date with him?

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