My days at Minnicon high school

joyfully to my room, dad had already charged my new ph

ook, twitter, whatsApp, and other social media accounts. I am

ing me back to my surroundings.

d face and beautiful eyes, full

d she know my name,

ou know my name?".

that the name of a teacher, perhaps, the literature teacher or who. I wanted to ask he

a Nelson, I am in Ss2 and I stay in this room". S

or Courtesy sake, I am Cecilia William

gorgeous smiles and

r, when it's time I will catch up w

. She is a little bit talkative, got to wa

you with his cane. Mr Lewis, that teacher and his trouble. He wouldn't leave the students to rest, always carrying his cane wherever he goes like a partner, partner in crime if I was to name their affiliation. To every student in queen of roses, mr Lewis is l

hing to write home about, arrogant and he likes women alot. He can toast a lady so well, I wonder why he isn't teaching home economics it suits him well. I remember the day he asked me

d to buy me the latest brand of shoes and Snickers but he couldn't even afford one for himself. That day I laughed so mu

it dawned on him and it was too late because I had already won the scho

reverie. I was at the corner of my class near t

ever called me that name except myself even though it was the short version

. He said agai

unny about what I just said now I thought to myself.

". I said in a serious

nd said. "I am Eric Morris, Ss3 Arts and

ame or have you forgotten?". I a

r it from that sweet mouth of yours". He said with a charming smile and

ave not started with you yet". He

". I

Arts, nice to meet you".

sure that smile was fake

ve to act cute sometimes especially to a dis

d, wow, they say practice makes perfect, now I believe, after all I didn

uys smile alot here, I might

d of smile, so watch out". I la