




Chapter five
Lily's Pov
The rest of my days go by normally. I wanted to spend lunch with June but she ended up spending it with Lucas. So we didn’t get the chance to talk to about our conversation with MrFig.
I sighed as I placed the food tray on the table before sitting down tiredly. I thought about the conversation I had with Mr Fig.
A conversation that left me uneasy. It’s like he’s trying to communicate with me with unspoken words. I didn’t like his tone especially when he held tight to the pass and almost made my boobs touch his chest. The thought of that gave me a cold chill down my nerves. He knows my standard.
I hated how I made him feel he was in control. I should have done something. I thought as I clenched my fist.
He knows I’m not interested in boys or drinking or sex. That’s not how I do my thing. I’m a good girl. At least that’s what my father expects from me.
Those things….. frightens me especially the thought of sex.
Even though I’ve been curious about it these past couple of weeks. But it’s not something I would want to try with a teacher and not especially with Mr Fig. He is way older than I.
I looked down at my stir fry with lots of meatballs. I was really hungry and looking forward to eating it but now I just lost my appetite. I sighed as I drank water and left the cafeteria.
I walked into my last class for the day. I’m excited. Psychology was my favorite course. I love learning about how people act,think and the reason behind their behavior.
Today’s when Miss Smith will be announcing our last project and who our partners will be. She usually lets us work in groups.
Crew Manchester was already in class. It was the only class I have with him and his friends.
And as always they were surrounded with girls who rolled up their skirts just to get their attention. One girl was partially also naked as she was shoving her big boobs to Marco’s face
and typically Marco. He was rubbing his hands and head on them and the girl giggled while Luke was just staring at a girl’s underwear and Crew being Crew, just totally ignored the girlsf locking around him as if he was an addictive snack they can’t wait to have.
I just rolled my eyes as I settled in my seat.
As soon as Miss Smith's voice was heard in the hallway. The girls all scattered to their seats.
The girl who had been shoving Marco’s face to her boobs was smiling stupidly as he gestured to her that he was going to call her.
I can’t never understand these how these girls reduced themselves like this to these fuck guys.
I shouldn’t be saying the F word. I shouldn’t even be cursing at all. I blame it on Monday. The tension today has been so suffocating.
“Okay. Everyone listen up!”Miss Smith said as she slammed the door behind her as she entered the classroom.
We all settled down and paid attention. Everyone respects Miss Smith.
“As you all are aware,it’s time for our final project and I’ve been thinking of doing something different from the last projects we’ve been doing.
”Miss Smith glared at Crew and his friends as they cheered at the back.
“That’s enough boys.”
I turned my head as I caught Crew glaring at me. I hurriedly turned my back around, clutching my hands together as I focused back on Miss Smith.
“I’ve decided that you all are going to be paired up with someone.” She paused.
”And I’ll be the one to assign your partner.”
Groans filled the room. Though I remained quiet. I was a little nervous. I hope Miss Smith doesn’t pair me with someone terrible. I sat still as she called our names and I noticed she was calling people who were opposite of each other. There were more groans and complaints. Someone cursed which got Miss Smith angry.
“Who said that?”she asked as she raised her head sharply from the list she was calling names from.
The class went silent. She sighed as she removed her glasses and placed her hands on her waist.
“Now you all should know what I tolerate and what I don’t in my class. You can groan as long as you want but you don’t ever get to curse in my class. Am I clear?”She said with a firm tone.
“Yes Miss Smith.” We all mumbled.
She smiled softly.
“Good! So let’s continue.”
My heart was in my throat when she called my name.
“Lily Carter, you’re going to be working with….
”
The pause lasted for three seconds but it felt like I was going to die.
…. Crew Manchester.”
What?
The word flew out of my mouth the moment I realized it.
“Oh fucker,”I heard Luke say. I frowned at the word he just used. And I hate it when people curse.
And they know it.
Miss Smith finished pairing her list of partners. She cleared her throat causing everyone to be quiet.
“Now I know this isn’t what you all expected and it’s new to you. But just see this as an
opportunity to get to know your colleague better. I want you all to interview each other. Study
each other's lifestyle and give a speech on what you’ve learnt.”
There were more groans. I just sat on my seat and folded my hands on my boobs. There’s no way I was going to tell Crew a single thing about me. He doesn’t like me and he might use
whatever information he finds and uses it against me.
“Now, if you shouldn’t share any personal details. You don’t need to. I know everyone is mature enough to respect boundaries.” Miss Smith added.
“For the next three weeks. There won’t be lectures and tests.
I want you all to use this period to get to know your partners well. Ask questions and be real with each other! And don’t picture your dream life to someone.”She teases.
“Alright everyone! Pair with your partners now. Do it quickly. I don’t want to hear any chats
unless you’re talking to your partner.” She smiled as she settled in her desk.
I rose up, ignoring everyone as I made my way to her desk staring at her until she finally looked up.
“Can I help you,Lily?”
I opened my mouth to speak but she raised her hands to stop me. “I know what you want to ask me and my answer is no Lily. I won’t change your partner.”
“Please Miss Smith” I begged somberly.
Miss Smith sighed as she rested her arms on top of her desk.
“ I knew I would have at least one of you asking me this but I didn’t expect it to be you.”
“I don’t like him and he doesn’t like me either.”
She raised her brow.
“You don’t even know him, Lily.”
“How do you know that Miss Smith?”
She smiled as she rested her back on her seat.
“I’ve been in this school a long time and I know for a fact you and Crew don’t speak to each other. And you guys are quite alike.”
“We’re not alike, Miss Smith. He’s mean to me.”I whined like a little baby.
"And he says foul language and I think he's inappropriate".
Miss Smith lean over here to me as she removed her glasses. "What do mean by inappropriate Miss Lily? She asked concerned. "I hope he hasn't tried anything inappropriate to you?"
Getting Crew in trouble was the last time I need to.
I sighed as I bent my head. "No,Miss Smith."
“I think you need a big push Lily.” She said as she sat straight back.
My skin became cold when I sensed someone was approaching. I could feel his warmth and intoxicating scent and I knew who it was.
“Is there a problem?” Crew asked, his voice strong that sent me weak to my knees.
I looked nervously at Miss Smith thinking she was going to rat me out.
“Miss Carter was just asking questions about the project. Right Miss Carter?” Miss Smith smiled broadly at the both of us.
I nodded keeping my head down as I could feel his gaze burning through my skin as he watched me suspiciously.
“You too should get settled now and start.” Miss Smith said.
“Okay.” I whispered looking at Crew’s path.
Only to find him looking at me with a look of desire on his handsome face. My knees got weak.