chapter 3

There are those moments that come and you realize your weakness no matter how hard you try to avoid.

        Tina's POV

Danmit!I couldn't concentrate in that English class.Yes English being my very subject among others,I always paid full attention to the teacher.But now it wasn't real me.

"Open page 45 and do that assignment.I am only giving you twenty minutes to finish up."the teacher said.

Taking my book and pen,all I could do was draw.I wasn't that baf in art though it was not part of my career and I did it when bored or lonely.I wondered what I was doing.

"Through sir."Evans shouted raising his hand.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck.He was the guy we competed with in the class and none of us wanted the other to be ahead of any.He had glanced at me and that smirk on his face told me something.That's when I discovered the hell I was doing.

A picture with green eyes.It looked familiar.Fuck that's when i discovered I had drawn that guy though the face wasn't that clear but the eyes and the shape of the forehead resembled his.

What was wrong with me.It's the first day have personally talked to this guy and he is already driving me crazy.Remembering the way his breath hit me,i feel flying butterflies in my stomach.

What the hell Tina bring your mind back to class.

"Miss Steve,can you tell us what you are thinking about?"The teacher said

"Um...s..sorry sir,just not feeling well."i lied.

Mr Nash gave me a look that said i -know-you -are -fucking- lying girl- and -I -will -get -you -next time.

  "And are you through with your assignment?He continued and the only thing i could do was shaking my head implying a no.

Nash knew me too well .Being the best student in his class and ofcourse that student who never lied or involve herself in troubles,he forgave me.Have never been so grateful .

Arriving at home,I went direct at my house so that Nelson ,Janet and Tony couldn't learn my face expressions.Tony was the shamba boy and Janet was the house help.I wanted to burn that piece of paper that I had drawn that face .But this feeling ,this force made me not to.I didn't know what to do and what I did next made me want to rush to the church and have the pastor praying for me.

I didn't tell you that I was a church girl.Actually I was the vice chairperson of the youths and also the secretary of the church choir.That's how I grew up.To find my mom being involved in church.My dad rarely went to church but he was cool.Never drunk,smoked and all those stuffs.Him being the assistant manager of Teachers Sacco,had little time for himself and his family and that's why every weekend he would drive home to come meet us.So having only Saturday and Sunday,he chose staying at home on Sundays and maybe walk in the garden or just sleep.

So now here I was at my bed tossing myself every side ,every single moment.I wanted to close my eyes and sleep.Just have some rest before dinner time but I was wrong.All I could see when I closed my eyes were those green eyes a few inches from mine.That smirk on his face when he had realized I was blushing.That nose which was almost touching mine and those hands on my waist.Shiet I was going insane.Was he disturbed like I was?And why was he occupying my mind that much?Who did he think he was?I couldn't help but ask myself those questions.

     Syl's POV

Why did I even do that?I mean why did I hold her waist and almost kissed her.I couldn't believe myself. Is it because I wanted to see her annoyed?or is it because I wanted to hear her talk to me.That must be the reason as to why I did that.Hold her to the waist and watch her .She had tensed under my touch and the moment I told her that I would see her tomorrow she blushed.Did she think I was going to kiss her?Absolutely I was pushed to .Holding her and looking at those lips,made me tempted but I couldn't bring myself to that.I knew people feared me.Especially girls.Not because I was rude,naughty or a bully boy.No.That's how I changed to be since that day Irene called me.

Despite being famous in the school for my football skills,I wasn't that bad.Not a party boy,not a drunkard just that serious face.But only my family members and my two friends knew me better.I had decided to mask myself with no emotion on my face because of what had happened to me.I wanted girls  to always fear me.I wanted them not to have any interest in me.I knew I was hot though.