Tadiwa Michael (POV)
“I hate Mondays the most. Why can’t they let school start late?”
“Haha, who told you to drink too much?”
“He is always like this. You should gauge your drinking. What if something happens to you?”
“Who cares about that? I can’t live without alcohol, don’t tell me you can?”
The classroom was filled with chaos as students spoke, joking and laughing with each other. After resting for the weekend, it was obvious that students really hated going to school on Monday. In fact, who loved going to school or to work after spending two days of enjoyment?
Watching all the drama was me. I just didn’t have any strength to participate, even when my friends were chattering nonstop.
After the shock I experienced on Saturday, I still haven’t recovered and I just didn’t know how to deal with the emotions that I had.
I needed to talk to someone, but if I were to look for Peter, then I would be forced to confess my sexuality to him something that I didn’t want to do.