26/09/2021
FORBIDDEN LOVE
CHAPTER ONE
KELEB
"Good morning class" I greeted as I made my way to the chalkboard.
"Good morning sir" they all chorused.
"How was your weekend?" I asked, as I write the date and subject Economic on the chalkboard.
"Fine" replied some students. I could hear the sound of notebook rustling as they hurriedly turn the pages.
"Mine was great" I continued smiling, "I had the greatest time last night" I said to no one in particular.
"Anyways, let get back to today's topic. Concepts of productivity" I started, "the concepts of productivity are; total productivity, average productivity and marginal pro-"
"Excuse me sir" called the principal " we have a new student".
I turned to see who the new student was and there she was staring back at me, the object of my fantasy, the butterfly that has been churning in my stomach and the girl I had my last night charades with.
As our eyes locked on each other, I saw that she too was as surprised as I am.
"Welcome to SS2" I called out smiling, " what's your name?"
"BIDEMI"
"WHAT'S my name?" Is he joking? Didn't he recognise me? Why is he even here? I had a lot of questions running through my mind, well I have had a lot of questions since last night.
" Am BIDEMI" I answered trying hard not to turn back.
"Welcome to SS2 once again, please get yourself a seat so we can continue the class". He replied pointing to an empty seat.
I walked gingerly to the seat suddenly feeling conscious of my new environment and the multitude of eyes on me, but worst of all, his eyes. It seemed to follow me watching all my footsteps until I sat down.
"Okay, where did I stop? Uhm, productivity, there are three concepts of ----" he ranted on.
"KELEB, yes Keleb, that's his name. For a second there it was lost. Ok, back to my problem how is my new boyfriend my teacher?" I scream internally.
"He doesn't look to be old enough to be a teacher, he should be 19 or 20 years tops, or so I thought."
I slowly looked around the classroom at the faces of the guys that are now my classmates for better or worst, watching them respond to his lecture. From their face one can easily see the admiration they have for him, at least the guys admire him. But the feeling I am getting from the girls within my eyes range were of lust and hunger.
"His mine ladies, and am not sharing" I whispered smiling.
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