"... Arthur, I dare you to kiss Munachi right now, right in front of us all. She is officially your girlfriend right? " Chiamaka words were loud and clear but it felt like I didn't hear her properly, the sparkles in her eyes were unmistakable, perfectly paired with a crook smirk, like she knew something we all didn't know.
Something she'd rather show us than tell us.
Arthur stood up with a smirk and then the chants began.
He walked towards me and my heart started pounding in my chest, something wasn't right somewhere.
I just feel it.
We've been dating now for over a month, so why was I feeling this anxious about him kissing me in public?
He bent his head low and the pounding in my chest doubled.
What was about to happen?
Was a teacher about to walk in on us? No, teachers were absent during night prep.
Then what could it be?
"Kiss her! Kiss her! Kiss her! ..." The chanting was deafening.
All around me.
But yet it felt like it was a distant noise. Like a sound I could grab with my hands and yank into two. It felt stiff.
Everything suddenly moved in slow motion and I tilted my neck a bit to stare hard at Chiamaka trying to figure out what she knew.
She didn't immediately make eye contact with me but few seconds later, her eyes caught mine. She stopped chanting along with them and turned to smirk at me before mouthing the word 'Bitch' to me.
Okay?
His lips slowly pressed down on mine, instantly silencing the chanting, instantly freezing my heart because the class was automatically filled with a thick indescribable tension which forced me to pull my head backwards and stare at the door.
The door's always the first guess.
You see it in movies, you see it in books. Always stare at the door first.
My eyes immediately widened and I pushed Arthur away.
I practically almost had a heart attack, I could feel my chest heat up, my face heat up and it felt like there was no more air in this classroom. It felt suffocating to see him there.
He was leaning on the door frame, his perfect body frame resting against the door, he looked like he was posing for a brand photoshoot and the glare he was giving me was meant for the camera.
But he wasn't and the glare was solely meant for me.
His black jeans seemed to stretch up endlessly to his waist which wasn't as lean as I remembered, he'd filled out properly like the proper adult he now was.
His white shirt was fitted and hugged his almost muscular body shape, it didn't look like a gym body but like his nature build, he'd added more than a few inches to his formerly tall height and now he was certainly over 6ft, wearing a black long shirt over the white one with the first button being the only one he'd done.
Definitely looked like a photoshoot, even nature seemed to agree as the wind blew back his black shirt.
A strong gust of wind picked the right moment to blow in from the window directly in front of him.
Directly in front of Rooney...
He was back?
"Rooney baby! Finally you're back. How was your flight? " Chiamaka flew across the room as she wrapped her hands round my ex boyfriend.
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