ABDALLAH
I'm still fuming when I waltz into the classroom. Teaching a bunch of youngsters is no easy task, either. Especially when most of the girls have a crush on me.
Usually, I don't care. Today, however, I want to carve their eyes out.
How can someone marry you to make a point? Does she understand that this is real life?
If it wasn't for Ma, I would've never proposed to her in the first place.
Really.
Umm . . . okay so I may or may not like her.
A teeny tiny bit.
As soon as the lesson ends, I'm about to leave and no surprise that a bunch of girls have questions to ask me.
I sigh, smile and nod through all of their dumb questions that are no doubt just to make conversation.
Once I'm outta the school, I head over to the academy. Then, another tuition. And another. And another.
