rt from reading, stress, academics, and the likes, the ad

my schooling. His backside that I saw during the assembl

I cannot decipher. The mixed classes did not help matter as that only makes my imaginations go wild. His well-curv

ially when I virtually see him every day. As much as I can distinguish between what is right

I could relate to was that admiration might occur if you like a particular celebrity. I gave up on my search when I

ld bring into a conclusion was that of adoration even though what I felt was based mostly on their physical features. Admira

n happening to me, I am so confused. I breathe ou

ason with what probably triggered the admiration. I have admired four differe

n, has a good personality, a

voice of Gloria settled as she pokes my nose. The frown disappeared immediately as I flashed her a smile which she frowned at. "You love smiling, don't you? I will advi

gh the hall, before Gloria and I found our

s filled with my classmates. The noise was on a high pitch as mutterings, talkings, and murmurings

s his pink lips made a nice curve. His eyes met with mine, as he now bows his head a little before smiling at me. An act that I had become used to, as the boys deemed doing it as a fo

gruntled look at the sound at her arrival, probably f

charisma, filled with a lot of talking ability. 'She can talk for Africa'. As

e, huh. Are you babies?" her face twisted showing a disappointed look. I glanced slightly around a

said as her face landed on me. I thought I was invisible. I have only spent like

gh the hall. I raised my head as the same set of girls ke

behaving like babies," she said as s

y mouth into a tiny smile, a

on't stop stating how Democracy was not put into good p

the hall for a break. I sat down going through my Civic notes sinc

e boys. They include Joshua(my male bestie), Khaleed(the person I secretly admire), Quadri(the naughtiest boy i

h the boys. It did not end well as any time I spent with the boys, any direct or indirect contact with them breeds nervousness, shyness, and sweaty palms. I will often blush at small comm

to play a game," Joshua called out to me, jolting

to build confidence in myself a

s, which he smirked at. I felt Joshua's right hand around

ourage to face Khaleed, who is in front of me. I c

'A LITTLE GAME,

ut it,' I found myself talking quite well wh

general question, and we all have

s I arch my eyebrows. "I like the game. Trust me, Paul, you will li

n that flashed through my mind was to know more about his personalit

yourself or your personality?" I asked as they started mumbling about who to

I like about my personality is my transparency," I explained as Q

the last person to talk. Khaleed scrat

don't bite," I sa

hands dramatically. The shout of 'THE BAD BOY' rented through the air, making him smil

s just joking. I felt a piercing in my body, as disdain built in my body. I felt an

d,' I told my inner self. He was noth