|Rooney Edwin.|

" Guy, you understand watin you dey read so(Do you understand what you're reading?)" I probed Arthur again for the third time.

He was holding his revision book, a long notebook specially decorated by the girls in our class...

Signatures, worthless inspirational quotes, diagrams of what the human heart should not and would never look like, thoroughly designed the front and back cover of his notebook..

It was total bullshit if anyone ever asked me..

But it was an educational book... So that meant I only had to see it during tests and exam.

-Thankfully.

"Yeah man. English is not hard." Arthur chuckled..

Not everyone has the same luck dude.

"Yeah.. It's difficult, tedious and not particularly useful, I mean I already know how to speak English.. Better English from movies and vacations and I have an American Passport. What's the use of learning all these shits? " I asked him..

He shrugged and jotted down something from his English note into that notebook.

"Guy, worst part of it all is the letter writing... Formal, semi formal and informal? Who cares? No one writes letters anymore, why learn something we would never use?!" Nonso involved him self in our conversation.

Like, guy?
Mind your business.

Arthur chuckled deeply and looked up... "To be honest, that's the only thing I don't understand, are we moving backwards or forwards? I've never schooled abroad but I'm sure schools over there won't waste precious weeks learning how to stay static.. There's Email for a reason, I'm not sure anyone would even waste precious time writing out addresses.."

"Guy, why una dey speak English? Naso the English wey we never do dey affect una(Why are you all speaking English? Is that how bad the English test we've not written yet is affecting you all?)"Dominique said loudly as he walked into our dorm.

"Ahh! When we get English(When are we writing the English test?)"Segun yelled too loudly and jumped down from the bed he was on.

"Guy, it's tomorrow. The first subject to start the test for us is English, you no get timetable(Don't you have a timetable?)" Arthur said and tsked at him.

"Guy, forget that time table stuff.. E no dey important. (Forget about the timetable, it's not important)" Segun objected and I rolled my eyes at him and looked down at my social studies notebook.

Reading this was easy...

There was practically little or no difference between social studies and civic education.

Civic was all about society ... While Social studies was about the society ... Cramming the two was easy..

And most times reading just one of them would still pass you in both. They inter-lapped a lot.

"It is guy, how you wan take know watin you wan read(How would you know what subject to read?) Like now, you didn't even know what we have tomorrow. " Arthur argued back.

"No mind this ogbeni. First ask am if he dey read. (Don't mind this fool, first ask him if he reads.)" Dominique laughed and I chuckled.

Exactly, did Segun ever read?

"Guy, forget. Who reading dey help these days? Just find one seat near Belema dem... Those girls dey carry correct bombs. Dem put am for shoe, person no go suspect.. Every thing go dey alright(How important is reading anyways? Just sit near Belema and co, they always carry cheats. They hide it in their shoes and no one suspects anything and everything's gonna be alright.)" Segun foolishly said..

Sure, I sometimes cheated, but it'd never gone pass the 'whisper a question and whisper an answer stage'...

That stage self could involve writing down questions and answers on our question papers and exchanging them, but that was only during exams.

This was just test.

But Segun,Belema and co relied on brought in books and written down answers during both tests and exams.. Now that was foolish.

You could get caught.

"One day, they go check una. Eye go clear(You'll be searched and then you'll bear the consequences.)" I said and for stupid unknown reasons they began to laugh loudly.

Except Arthur who was still jotting down.

I was being honest.

One day for the owner.

Their laughter suddenly stopped once our dorm door made a loud screeching sound, half a minute later I felt a shadow hover over my head.. Two shadows.

Ugh. I already knew who they were.

"What?" I asked as rudely as I could, not bothering myself with the stress of looking up.

"Dude, our provision is finished. " Darrel pestered me and I finally looked up.

And so? What's my business if your provision is finished?

"How's that my p?" I asked and stared at George... Jasmine's older brother.

He was tall and lean.. His face always had this stupid friendly smile plastered on his face whenever I saw him.

Like, why the hell was he always happy?

"Guy now.. You don't eat your Coco pops. Give us. " Darren spoke and I rolled my eyes and looked around on reflex.

All eyes were on us.

Why were they all staring at us? Even Arthur had dropped his books.

"And I'll starve for you two bozos? "

"We three bozos" George smiled stupidly at me..

Yes, stupidly because he just called himself a bozo.

Tsk tsk tsk, guess Jasmine's not the only dumb one in her family.

"Yeas... Cause you're so fucking important. "I sarcastically replied.

A smirk replaced his smile.

No fool, get angry.

"Glad you concur." His eyes were now darker than usual and his thick but stylishly carved eyebrows were almost touching.

"Guy, Mum bought two times the size of my provision for you both.. Each. Don't bother me. " I turned back my attention to my note.

Darren snatched it from me and threw it at Kenelum.

"Because we don't eat most of this shitty school's food. Unlike you. " Darrel

"Like, I don't even eat at all. " George smiled now...

Who cares?

Why was this smiling fool, namesakes with one of my favorite teachers?

Why was he namesakes with Mister George? Our CCA HOD?

"Boo-hoo. Eyah. Guy, my note. " I rolled my eyes at them then narrowed my eyes at Kenelum.

"Don't." George turned to look at Kenelum as he commanded my friend.. And the stupid nigga actually paused, was he about to obey?!

"Exactly, don't, don't listen to him. Pass it. " I frowned.

Kenelum chose not to listen to anyone, he tossed my notebook on the floor...

Guy! My note!

"Bastard." I muttered and glared at Darren.

"Midterm break will soon start. Just three more days. Starve till then. Older brothers. " I smirked and laid on my bed.

I closed my eyes and crossed my hands behind my head on my pillow.

"Guy, don't be wicked now. That Coco pops would just waste for nothing." Nonso picked the perfect time to interfere..

Sarcasm.

Idiot.

"I'll take it home, I'll burn it.. I'll throw it away. I'll flush it all down a toilet, anything but give you two. I rather you both starve and die. Would definitely make the world a better place. " I turned away from them.

I began to hum and counted down till when they would leave.

Barely before three, the shadows were gone.

And I flicked my eyes open..

Finally.

"Nonso watin dey do yo-(Nonso, what's wrong with you?)" I didn't even complete my sentence before the bunk turned over.

I sprang up as quickly as I could before it touched the floor, I tripped a bit landing on the floor inches away from the frame of the bunk and searched for the twins because I knew only them could do something as stupid as that.

Maybe they didn't actually go.

Instead I turned and saw a smirking George with glowing eyes. Darrel and Darren both burst into preplanned laughter, on Segun's bed.

"Don't keep the VIP waiting man." George's smirk disgusted me.

Luckily none of my roomates laughed but they all looked like they were holding it in.

Especially Nonso.

Always Nonso

George was clearly super strong and that surprised me because he had this lanky body that didn't seem strike me as super fit.

But still, why'd he turn me over?!

Why's he even here chooking (putting) his mouth in family business.

"Fine. Don't keep the VIP waiting, get me up. " I smirked back and stretched out my hand a bit to him, his facial features flickered between surprise and approval before he laughed...

Then proceeded to help me up.

Thank you stupid.

"Guy, your younger brother's damn funny. I like him. " George guffawed.

Well I don't.

I don't like you.

When did you start hanging out with them anyways?

"Can you three just get lost already? Your combined presence drops my IQ... I feel my self getting half as dumb as you two are. " I scowled at the twins and they scowled back.

"Not like there's an IQ to drop.. You're already dumb." Darren said and not surprisingly I heard Dominique make a low 'oou' sound.

"You were born dumb." Darrel backed up.

This is why I hated them both..

They were always each other's backup and I had none.. Even at home, I had no one..

Everyone had their age group to talk to and I was all.. All alone.

"He wasn't born dumb... He just lived with you two for a long time and became dumb." Arthur came to my aide... Well sort of?

Finally my roommates were useful as they all proceeded to make loud 'oous' from their mouths while they all slapped each other's backs and shoulders...

I smirked, slowly.... Even though the diss didn't come off strong and was actually still insulting me, they all did that on purpose to get the point driven.. And my idiot older brothers took the hint.

They both were scowling at Arthur who was smirking..

Guy! Chop knuckle, anything that annoys these fools deserve two knuckles.

George burst into a loud unexpected laughter and the twins groaned.

Good for you fools.

"Guy why na(Why ahh?)" Darrel groaned at Arthur, Arthur chuckled.

"I swear, ( You )just finished us." Darren started laughing and automatically Darrel followed.

Must you two do this?.. I get you're twins with only a birthmark to differentiate you two.. But must you be so similar?

Why did most girls fawn over you two??!

Biracial ass looking losers.

It sucks that I look so much like you identical dweebs.

"All these long talks and guy, I still dey starve(I'm still starving.) " George announced.

I rolled my eyes..

"As in! Guy, forget this mofo. May we go punish one junior, collect him biscuit na(Forget about this motherfucker. Let's punish a junior and collect his biscuit.)" Darrel brought up a wise idea.

"Na true(That's true!) Jide no wan dey give anyone spare key to that him supermarket, person go dey starve anytime he leave school. (Jide refuses to give out a spare key to his supermarket, someone would starve anytime he leaves the school)" Darren spoke up immediately.

Of course you won't object and of course that's why they're here. Jide isn't around.

Him and his overpriced Supermarket, selling one sachet of Milo for N1000 real money and not even Purchasing Check.

A bloody criminal, that's what he is.

"That's cruel. But guy, man must survive. Anyone we see wey pass our corridor sharp sharp, ten biscuits(Anyone who we see walk pass our corridor immediately gives us ten biscuits.)" George said and he started walking towards the door.

"Abi! Guy, may we join drink na(That's true. Let's add drinks.)" Darrel followed.

"Abi. Ten yoghurt for follow. Watin dem dey even use their provisions do? JS1's wey dey rush go Cafe enyhow(Right. Let's make it ten yoghurts, what do they need their provisions for? 7th graders always rush to the Cafe)" Darren was behind them.

Yes... Go!

"I swear, guy.. You don talk to Jasmine self?" Darrel asked, they were outside now and they'd foolishly left the door open.

AC was seeping out but,

Thankfully, that meant I could hear their conversation... We could all hear them.

"Guy. I try, she bam die!.. I try touch yansh yesterd-" Darren didn't complete his sentence.

George didn't let him... I should've smiled when I saw my brother flying across our door...

But I didn't, instead I sprinted and ran to the door and stuck my head out the now crowded door.

Just put Dominique at the door and the AC wouldn't seep out... Talk less when all of them minus Arthur were all trying to stick their head out the door at the same time.

I decided I was bigger than this shit and walked out alone.

George walked over to Darren and picked him up by his collars.. While his stupid twin watched with widened eyes... Widened darkening eyes.

George was strong yeah.. But not half as strong as Darrel was when he was mad.

I could bet on it.

"Never. Try that shit again. Never touch Jasmine ever again. " George's eyes were red now...

And he reminded me of a character in a demonic horror movie I'd watched recently.

He was panting hard as he glared at my older brother who nodded too quickly that it could've passed as just one nod.

"Guy! He didn't! Drop him." Darrel spoke and walked closer to them.

Guy!

Darrel looked angry.. Not the usual scowl he had on his face, he looked.. Darrel angry.

Honestly speaking, other than the slight mistakable difference in the tone of their voice, their identifiable gait and the tiny birth mark only found on Darrel's upper lip... Things only family could easily pick up. This was the only way I could differentiate between them both... And school mates sometimes used this method to differentiate them. Since it was the most obvious.

Darrel was a beast... When he becomes angry, his biceps auto expands and his nose flares up, his eyes becomes a darker shade of brown... Like now.

Darren's never gotten angry... Since the day I was born I'd never noticed his eyes changing colors, neither have I ever seen his biceps expand... And his nose had never flared up.

That was the quickest way to differentiate Darrel from Darren. School mates just had to get them mad and Darrel would show himself.

"I'm sorry." George said and obeyed quickly.

Maybe, because he'd seen the twin brother of the guy he was man handling threaten him with his eyes.. Or he'd snapped out of the devilish trance he was in.

Only he knew.

Guy, you're not the only one with a younger sister.. We too have sisters.. Even though they're all older.

All na the same. (They're all the same)

"Guy, I'm sorry.. I didn't even touch her. She pushed me away." Darren walked closer to Darrel.

How could only one trait differentiate these two?

Why did girls fawn and trip over their looks? Sure they were fair... Even fairer than I was, carved their eyebrows..carved it both the same way, shared brown eyes with me, had straight noses with empty pierced holes at the same side of their noses, empty because they weren't allowed to put on their nose rings in schools. They even had plain brown lips unlike my bright natural pink ones.. Why did girls pick them?!

There's nothing special about them both. Nothing yet everyone was always in a hurry to remind me how amazing they were

The worst part was how they were both academic prodigies, in a weird ironic way they were both intelligent. Darrel maths, Darren english and this school milked it.

D² was an inter school menace, striking fear into the hearts of Emerald Academy's competition.

Spelling Bee, Darren was a walking encyclopedia.

Math League, Darrel swallowed up formulae for breakfast.

Teachers adored them both and excused so many things. It was pointless trying to punish them because any committee set up excused them with a pat on the wrist.

Recently and as what comes with the SS3 audacity, they were caught running a train on an SS2 girl by a teacher in a building still in construction and the teacher literally knocked and told them not to miss their lesson in the library during night prep.

It was such a crazy feat they repeated it a million times because only D² could get such crazy privileges.

Now I wish George would pick Darren and fling him again.

"So you're not fighting again or what? " I asked with my nose scrunched up at George.

George smiled.

Guy stop doing that!! Stop smiling! Be angry!

"Friends don't fight." Darrel smirked at me, probably picking up on the fact that I was agitated now..

He wanted to annoy me.

He didn't need to... One look at his face annoyed me.

"When did you three bozos become friends anyways?! " I muttered loudly and waited for my friends to leave the door so I could walk in.

Arthur tapped my back slowly once I entered and handed me my notebook. I nodded a thank you at him.

Well, at least he understood me, which was ironical because as an only child he should struggle to understand how it feels like to be so overshadowed by people you'd never get rid of.

•°•

"Pens up! Stop writing or I'll deduct 10marks... No one likes a 'minus ten' on their scripts!" Mister Adekunle shouted loudly and I scribbled faster on my Home economics test note.

I gazed at Arthur's note and smiled when I realized he'd finished number two's a.... That was what had delayed me, I had a black out of what I'd read concerning that topic and remembering the answer was impossible after that.

Until now.. A line I read from his note suddenly brought things back and I scribbled faster.

Arthur murmured 'guy' beside me as our invigilator walked closer to us... I looked up and Arthur smacked my head down.

Ouch?!

I took his hint and scribbled faster and faster all the knowledge I had on Clothing from my head.

"Edwin. Time's up." Adekunle said above me and I looked up.

I dare you, use your worthless red pen on my notebook...

And lose your job.

Arthur submitted his note and stretched his leg besides me.

And I dotted my last 'i' enjoying the delay I took because I knew no way he would write on my work, I may not be brilliant brilliant but I was still one of my mother's child and the Edwin surname did crazy things in Emerald Academy.

I raised the note up, Adekunle snatched it and continued walking, snatching people's books as he did so.

"Finally! We're through! No more midnight reading and burning the candle!" Segun yelled and I turned to quirk at him.

Burning the candle fire (yeah right).

"Guy! I swear! Too much reading no good ahswear!" Kenneth smirked.

"But sha. This home economics was tough oh. This woman and her types of clothing self eh. Arthur did you finish?" Amaka walked to our seat, sat on the desk and asked.

Arthur nodded.

She giggled and leaned down to give him one stupid kiss like that on his cheek. She looked up quickly scanned the room and kissed him on his lips... Kissed him too slowly.

Girl, isn't there a teacher in here?

I quickly scanned the classroom too, maybe this witch was trying to incriminate my best bro. I'd never put anything past Chiamaka.

I sighed when Adekunle wasn't in sight. I looked again and met eyes with Chiamaka, she smirked at me and shut her eyes again.

What's now doing this one?

What message is she na (now) trying to pass?

"Oooou! Woooooh! " My classmates began to jeer at them, some even going as far as to clap and that inspired them to deepen their single lip kiss.

Ew. Girl stop sucking his lower lip like that!

I stood up as quickly as I could and was about to walk out the class when a body slammed into me.

Nonso.

"Guy?" I eyed him and I saw Philip glare at me besides him.

"Sorry abeg. Na Philip push me and I dey rush find out watin dey happen for your class (Please, Philip pushed me and I'm in a hurry to find out what's going on in your class). " Nonso apologized.

"Who's Philip? " I purposely asked and from my side vision I saw Philip snarl at me.

Guy, it's revenge.

For wasting my time a term ago.

He ran here with Aisha and announced we had a beautiful new student—who turned out to just be Arthur.

"This guy." He nudged his head down at Philip.

"Guy abeg.. The shout has increase bye. (Please, the noise just doubled, bye)" Nonso said and dashed into my class.

Philip was stupidly about to follow..

Like guy?

"No. No juniors allowed." I placed my hand against the sides of the door, halting him from entering and smirked at him.

He scowled at me... And I almost laughed.

Guy, you're making this too fun.

"I'm not a junior.. I'm in Eight grade.. A-"

"-Eew. Even worst. We don't allow nerds into our class.. We don't allow snitches who need stitches... Into our class. " He scowled.

I laughed and looked over his head.

"Guy, are you sure you're an eight grader? You're so damn short niggur."

He groaned.

"I'm not short! I'm just the proper height for my class... You're the over aged ape who can't stop growing. "

Excuse me?

I laughed as dryly as I could.

"Bruhv... I ain't no ape. Look in a mirror, you'll see an ape staring right back at ya... Or yet, just hand the mirror to yo mama, now she's the ape who gave birth to a baby ape. " I smirked down at him.

His eyes were watering up...

Rooney, if this guy cry eh.. That'll be priceless!

"My mother's not an ape! " He shouted and I laughed.

"Guy, do you want to cr- Fuck!" I groaned...

The lame bastard punched me... Punched me in my gut. It didn't hurt per say.. But the shock was enough to bend me over.

I dropped to my knees and my head touched the sides of the door.

I looked up to glare at him but he was already gone...

God just saved him...

Saved him fire! (Yeah right!) Find him.

I jumped up and ran out my class, this time slamming into another boy...

.... Correction, another girl.

... Another flat chested girl that made me assume it was a boy...

She was about to fall and honestly I would've let her fall, I had a bigger aim.. Teaching that dwarf mofo a lesson...

I don't hit girls didn't mean I don't punch boys.

But I'd seen her emotionless face, her widening eyes so instead, I stretched out my hand and caught her as she sharply leaned backwards.

I caught her... I caught Munachi Odumba.

I caught Numb.

Yet the last thing I felt was numb... I felt all emotions burst out of my chest as I stared at her glaring eyes... I was sure it wasn't just the glaring 'vibe' that was back... And she was actually glaring at me.

Well, you did almost fall her down.

Key word.. Almost.

I pulled her upwards with my hand, she wasn't heavy.. She was light and looked fragile, made things easy for me.

I didn't remove my hand instead I pushed her body closer to me and her hand touched my chest, her school bag hand straps were the only things that didn't disappear as the vignette appeared again.

My flame is in front of me, what else matters?

So, she even had a school bag.

She was staring at me and a weird smile almost tugged her lips upwards, she looked satisfied and comfortable... And it pleased me..

Pleased me to know that I'd given her that look.

"Hey." I said with a smile... Her face was making me smile..

I'd even forgotten a short fool like Philip existed as I watched her.

She smiled... Like, actually grinned at me.

"Hi."

Cloud 9!

"Commot oh! May person see road pass (Move oh! Let me see where I'm going.)" Jasmine's loud tiny voice interrupted us and at once the vignette disappeared.

Fuck you!

I slowly removed my hands and stepped back.

Jasmine had more than ten note books on her hand and she looked like she was coming from her class, obviously the books belonged to people who just submitted... After their invigilator had left.

And Jasmine was the designated submitter.

Jasmine smiled at Munachi and walked away, I quickly removed my eyes from her retreating waist not just because I remembered what George had did to Darren, but because Munachi was right beside me.

She might not have quarter of what Jasmine had. But she was a more interesting sight to behold.

"Follow me. " I told her and she raised an eyebrow.

There was really a huge improvement from when I'd first bumped into her and now...

Then, I'm sure she wouldn't had raised an eyebrow in interest...

I'm such a good influence.

Ever since that day on the swing, I found my self hovering around her... Subconsciously.

Found my self holding her hands and speaking to her calmly... I always avoided questions with one end answers and picked at her brains.

She was now opening up... Don't know if it was only me she was opening up with, since most times we're usually alone.. But I'm sure it still meant something.

"Shh. Just follow. Won't kidnap you." I smirked and took her hand.

We both walked into my class and I sighed deeply at Arthur and Chiamaka who were still kissing..

Who were still erotically kissing. The tongue display was out now.

Twirling their tongues around each other as slowly as they could.

Chiamaka looked up at my shadow and she smirked again...

Why did I feel like she was trying to pass a signal out to me?!

I ignored her and whistled at Dominique who was next to the bag shelf.. A shelf where we all kept our bags on during tests and exams. He understood and threw my bag which I caught professionally with one hand.

Guess the air movement of something must have made Chiamaka look up properly again and her eyes widened when she sighted Munachi quietly gumming my back...

Then she automatically pulled away from Arthur and shouted at my girl.. Shouted at Muna.

"You!"

Which made everyone stare at Munachi up to the point that she had to snuggle closer to my body.

"What happened?" I rolled my eyes at Chiamaka as I asked.

"What's she doing in our class?!" She pointed her index finger at Munachi and continued.

"What's Numb doing in our class?!"

"Minding her business, if you had a mind or a business... You'll be doing the same." I fired back and Chidinma gave a loud freaky laughter.

That was one flaw our sexy tomboy had, her laugh was... Creepy, like a witch flying across on her broom.

Like an Edo witch.

It was terrible yet contagious.

Everyone in our class joined in Chidinma's laugh... So quickly that I wasn't sure if they were laughing at her creepy loud laughter or at Chiamaka.. Or maybe both?!

"She's in A! They're not allowed in her-"

"-I'm in here!" Nonso yelled, I smiled.

But Philip wasn't..

Yes the rule actually existed but no one actually implemented it... It was just a fun nonsense that we'd all coined up during prep.

So I technically didn't lie to that short dwarf.

"Because you're in blue house! Blue house... You're their roommate, I have no choice! Do you think I even want you to be entering here?! You're stupid! So no! She's not in blue house, she's in red-"

"I'm in red." Silvana said suddenly and I turned to the direction of her voice.

"Yeah. Me too. " Amanda... Or I think I her name was Amanda spoke up. She looked familiar and she'd walked in with Jasmine a term ago.

When Philip had come to my class to waste my time about Arthur's arrival when we all thought he was a girl.

Maybe her name was Amara instead.

Amara? Or Amanda.

Fuck, I don't care.

"See eh. Whatever your name is, I didn't talk to you and oga(mister) Silvana shut up. Nonso go to hell, Arthur be right back. BRB bae." Chiamaka pecked Arthur's lips and practically ran out.

All the while Arthur watched Munachi with this unreadable deep look in his eyes...

Guy?

"Bae. Let's go." I squeezed Muna's palm and walked out with her.

"Where?" She asked me once we were outside, I noticed people now were openly gawking at us.

Some were giggling and some were just being outright stupid by pointing at her.

"Don't worry, just come. " I replied and walked down the stairs with her safely following behind me.

"Remember when your clothes got stained with oil?" Her Ariana's-talking voice asked me.

I stopped walking, turned to look at her and nodded.

Why'd I ever forget that?
You touched my prick babe.

"Remember when we were walking to the school? Alone?" She continued and I nodded my head cautiously at her.

"Yes. What happened?" I resumed my walk to out short cut path.. The same path, my guys and I had run through the first day Arthur came.

I liked the atmosphere there, it was calm, perfect and shadowy...

"Remember how I pushed you?" I nodded quickly.

How could I forget?!

"I'm strong, don't try anything stupid." I shouldn't have laughed.

But the ways her eyes widened as she glared, it sent me over the edge.

Didn't she know she was damn cute while trying to act bad ass?

"You're strong?! Really? Show me the muscles na, flex those arms for daddy!" I teased her and expected her to laugh or smile at least.

"You're not my daddy. Because I'm not mother. I can never be mother, I can never be perfect or normal." Was the strange reply I got instead.

"Nachi... You don't have to be perfect... Sure you might not be considered normal by most students here, but that's their own piece of shit... They're all stupid anyways. But trust me, you're worth more than their shitty words." I told her, with my palm on her cheek I told her the truth.

She looked at me with her eyes and I can swear I saw them sparkle, right after they dilated.

Did my eyes dilate too right now?
Did they need to?
I already knew I liked her.

"Your eyes... They're becoming big. Do you want to cry? Don't cry, I promise never to bring up mother, I don't want to be perfect.. Just don't stop being perfect for me,you're re-"

She was talking too much now... Probably Silvana's fault... She was now her seatmate.

But it was cute, I didn't even know she could express her self this freely.

We were already at the entrance of the path. We were outside the school building and exactly behind it, the morning sun was seeping in through the small creeks.

And the way she was talking... Had time practically stop. Butterflies hovered above us and one even flew across her face... That was a rare sight to see, I rarely even saw butterflies in this school.

Maybe the other side of this wall had something that attracted butterflies, or maybe her beauty called them.

I'd toned her out as I watched her lips move, it was rude yes.. But she'd said enough for me to understand the rest of her unspoken words... All I could focus on was her lips..

If I kissed her now, would she get angry?
Have you ever seen her angry?
Yes, Primary three.. When one of my friends mistakenly flung her open food flask away.

I don't know how it happened but she kept slapping him with this weird super strength while we all tried to pull her off him.

If I kissed her now... How would she take it?
Would she see me as a pedophile preying on her innocence?

If I kissed her now??... Would she like it?
Would she cower back into her shell? Or break out more?

"-I don't want to cry. I just want to kiss you... It'll make things extra perfect. " I told her, I was asking for permission to do what I truly wanted to do.

She looked up and scowled her face and made a disgusted look.

Still that didn't faze me from her cute lips.

"Kissing is disgust-"

And I kissed her... The rest of her words were mumbled as I sucked on her upper lip.

I'd kept my eyes open, trying to decipher her facial expressions to know if I fully had permission or I should pull away.

Her eyes met mine and slowly they fluttered close.

I had permission.

Now, this was going to be fun.

ｗ（￣△￣；）ｗ！

Halooowa!