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29/12/2023

Festive came so fast ,and just like that ,it's almost over,time flies

08/11/2022

When you kneel down infront of God

He will stand up for you in everything you do ..

07/11/2022

If you ever felt or feel like your about to give up or that life is too hard ,That everything is against you .Stop and take a breath and Remember there's someone out there that can't live without you .There's someone out there who rely on you .There's someone who lives because you live .

Live for yourself but also for others .

06/11/2022

The Xmas Spirit came around earlier than usual this year I must stop myself everytime because I'm so ready to start decorating the house ,putting the tree up and play Mariah Carey's All I want for Christmas is you ...Can it be December already !!!

26/03/2021

Chapter 3 Carnal Cravings

Annalisa's POV

I kept my eye on the clock that says 14:00.

In the next fifteen minutes I would be leaving Mr Johnston's class and head to Spanish class, and I was dreading it for so long now.

Last night I couldn't even shut an eye, because all that kept playing in my head was what I saw, my Spanish teacher doing the deed with my English teacher and his eyes... his eyes when it landed on me.

Why didn't I just leave the phone until today, maybe then I wouldn't have walked in on a real life s*x show.

"Lisa." I heard a voice call me almost in a whisper.

The voice pulled me from my thoughts, and I was happy for it, because I was just starting to picture that unforgettable scene in front of me again.

I turned around finding Sammy staring at me with a frown.

"Why weren't you answering my calls or text last night?" She asked, concerned laced in her voice.

"Um, because I lost my phone." I said and a felt a pang of guilt hit me.

"What?!" Sammy said out loud making the whole class turn to us. She knew what that phone means to me.

"Ms Brown and Ms McKnight please pay attention to the board in front of you." Mr Johnston warned.

I quickly turned back into my seat, but Sammy wasn't having any of it.

"Where did you lose it ?" She whispered in my ear, leaning over her desk to get to me.

I turned to answer her quickly but kept my eye on Mr Johnston who was now standing with his back to me.

"I think in Spanish class." I said, leaving out the part that I actually went back to get it and got the view of a lifetime.

"You're going there now right?" She asked and I nodded.

Unlike me, Sammy chose French as her tourist language and subject so we don't have that class together.

"Then ask Mr Ariaz. Perhaps he found it, I mean it will give you the perfect excuse to talk to the hot Latino teacher." she said wiggling her eyebrows.

I almost chocked on my own spit when Sammy mentioned hot and Mr Ariaz in one sentence.

"What?" she asked defensively. "Did you look at him? Those arms and that body, his bushy eyebrows! I think I should change French class and come join you in Spanish class."

Oh I saw his arms, his body. I saw him alright. In all his glory.

The bell rang, making me jump.

'Please no, no, no !' I hated maths with a vengeance but now I would do anything to stay in this class and not walk into Spanish class with Mr Ariaz looking at me.

Everybody was already packing up and heading out, making their ways to the next class, but I was stuck in my seat. I didn't wanted to move.

"Are you coming?" Sammy asked, already standing in front of me with her slingbag over her shoulder.

"Y-yes." I said giving her a faint smile, then slowly stood up and threw my bag over my shoulder.

My class was on the way to Sammy's French class, and like every Thursday and Friday, the only days we have tourist class, she first took me to my class and I was praying in my head that maybe Mr Ariaz had gotten such a bad flu he was unable to come to school until I graduated.

But that man wasn't near to being sick, in fact he had the stamina of a young horse. Not that I knew anything about his stamina or wanted to know anything.

"So I'll meet you outside after class?" Sammy asked as we suddenly came to a stop. I haven't even realized we already made it to the door.

I refuse to go in there, I won't do it, I won't.

Sammy pulled her arm out of my grip but I couldn't let her go.

"Are you okay?" she asked, probably thinking I was crazy for squeezing the daylights out of her arm.

"Yes." I managed to say but my voice came out as a low squeal, making Sammy frown even more.

"I mean yes. Yes I'm fine, I'm good, good."
No I wasn't good, I was terrified of going there. I was terrified of facing Mr Ariaz after yesterday because I saw him having s*x!

"You sure?"

I nodded trying to give her a reassuring smile.

"Okay see you later." She said pulling her arm from me and walked away but turned around once more, probably confused by my odd behavior before she walked off to her own class.

Wait for me please take me with you please! I'll go sit in French class where I won't know a single word you guys will be saying rather than go in here!

But alas, she had already turned around the corner.

I took a deep breath, I had to go in, I had to.

Upon opening the door my eyes fell on the man that was staring right at me. Our eyes met just like it did yesterday, and I swore I wanted to turn away and run. Run without looking back, just like I did yesterday.

I stepped inside the class and saw it was already filled with students.

Fan-f**king-tastic, there was only one seat left and it was the one straight across Mr Ariaz's desk.

"Annalisa." I heard my name and I froze.

Was he going to confront me now here in this class right in front of every one? No he wouldn't, right?

I looked up and saw his eyes were trained on mine.

"Por favor toma asiento." He said pointing to the open seat, he was just telling me to take a seat and I was ready to die already, what if he decided to talk about what happened.

I nodded and hurried quickly to the desk, throwing my bag on the floor.

Class went on as normal, we were currently learning about the city of Puerto Rico that Mr Ariaz had mentioned was his place of birth.

I tried to take in as much as I could but every time he came to stop in front of my desk, or looked at me, I felt my heart leaping out of my chest.

I wonder how Mrs Clark and him got together, was this a thing that only happened at school? Did they see each other out of school as well? I wonder if Mr Ariaz was a good kisser, he must've been good at satisfying Mrs Clark, because the way she was...

'Oh my God Lisa, what's wrong with you!' I scolded myself when I realized what I was thinking.

My Spanish teacher's performance has nothing to do with me. I don't want to know anything, I just wanted to get my phone and forget everything.

It was like the second period went extra slow and that one clock pointer didn't want to strike the 12 so it could be 15:00 and I could just walk out of here.

As if something was finally counting in my favour the bell rang and I almost jumped up screaming "Hallelujah!", but I kept myself in.

"Página de estudio trescientos veinte, estaremos escribiendo un prueba el próximo jueves." Mr Ariaz instructed us to study page 320 in our textbooks because we will be writing a test next Thursday.

Everybody packed up, some not even caring of the instruction Mr Ariaz just gave, they were just to happy to get out, but none of them as happy as me.

I wanted to ask for my phone but decided against it, if Mr Ariaz had it, he would give it to me. I wasn't ready to talk to him just yet.

"Annalisa."

I stopped in my tracks just about to walk out the class. My heart was beating so fast I could hear it in my ears.

Everyone had already left the class so there was only person who called me back, and the way my name came from his mouth with that accent I knew all to well that it was Mr Ariaz.

I turned around slowly.

"Si señor?" I asked gulping down the nerve in my throat.

"Class is over. English is fine." He told me and I nodded.

In a way I was thankful because I was okay in Spanish but that's just okay, and compared to Mr Ariaz who was fluent I probably would've messed every word up.

"I believe this is yours?" I didn't even notice my pink glittery baby in his hand until he held it out to me.

A rush of relief came over me and I wanted to kiss Mr Ariaz. He found my phone!

No, wait what, kiss? I meant thank him. No kissing, absolutely none.

"Yes... I... yes thank you, sir." I wanted to explain how I lost it, but thought it didn't matter.

I stepped forward and carefully took my phone from him, and finally I had my most precious back into my care.

He nodded and I turned back to the door, about to leave when his next words made me froze.

"I know you saw me yesterday."

My heart had stopped beating, and I suddenly felt dizzy.

I turned around again and he was looking at me, his arms folded over his chest. His brows knitted. His arms were bulging from his T-shirt and it was clinging against every muscle he had underneath the fabric.

'Did you look at him? Those arms and that body. His bushy eyebrows!'

Now wasn't the time Sammy, please stay out of my head.

"I want you to know that-"

"I won't tell anyone I swear." I blurted out before he could finish his sentence.

Mr Ariaz took a deep breath then let his arms fall.

"There's nothing to tell, I'm ending it today. I should have a long time ago." He said, telling the last part to himself more than he did to me.

I didn't know what to say to him at first but of course my mouth opened on its own before I could stop it.

"Is she forcing you?"

"What?" He asked, looking at me surprise.

He must think this was what I thought after I saw them together, but I didn't, I knew very well what they did last night was very mutual but the words just came out on its own.

He must've realize what I meant, so he shook his head.

"No, no she's not ." Thought as much.

"But she's so old." Again my mouth was running itself.

I wanted to slap my hand over my mouth over and over until it was bleeding. Why was I saying stuff like this?!

Mr Ariaz's eyes fell to the ground then looked up again and found me again. "I'm sorry you had to see that." He said, sincerity filled his voice.

"It's okay. I should've knocked before just entering." I told him and he just nodded.

I stood there playing with my fingers, until Mr Ariaz spoke again.

"You haven't told anyone about this right?"

Oh heavens no, and I don't think I would either. I was more ashamed of myself than anything else. People would look at me as the girl who saw her teachers take part in extra exercise activities.

"No, I didn't and I won't." I told him honestly.

He nodded and I took this as my queue to leave.

"Well thank you for this." I said, wiggling the phone in my hand and turned on my heel towards the door. I grabbed the door handle.

"Annalisa?"

I stopped again. Okay, maybe now Mr Ariaz thought he couldn't trust me with his secret and was going to kill me and stuff my body in one of the cupboards to keep me from talking.

I nervously turned around looking back at him.

"Gracias."

I let out shaky breath and smiled at him.

"No hay problema." And if I didn't know any better I saw a smile creep on his lips.

I turned around and then left his class.

I rested my back against the wall, finally being able to let out the breath I was keeping in the entire time. If I stayed in there any longer I would have collapsed because of lack of oxygen.

"Lisa!" I looked up and saw Sammy waving at me and I headed to her.

Finally things will go back to normal.

•°•°•°•°•°
You think it will?
I don't think so
I hope my translations is good enough for you and that you understand the Spanish parts.

24/03/2021

How you all liking the two chapters of Carnal Cravings So far ..I promise there's more .

23/03/2021

Chapter 2 Carnal Cravings
This chapter contains s*xual scenes, Please take this warning for future chapters as there will be many more mature scenes in this book.

Mr. Ariaz' PoV

The one day I decided to stay behind and mark my test the worse possible thing happens. I wanted to finish marking here at school knowing if I went home , I would grab a beer , throw myself on the couch and watch some football and then eventually fall asleep .

While I was making corrections to the words a few students got wrong , I heard the door open and looked up to see Sandra leaning against the door frame , her lips were red as always and she wore a tight fitted black skirt and a red blouse that seems like it was two sizes to small , her breast were practically begging to be set free.

'Someone's working late 'she stepped in side the classroom leaving the door partly open.

'I could say the same about you' I said nonchalantly trying to keep my focus on the paper in front of me.

'Ivan just called, he's working again and I was about to leave when I saw your car in the parking lot' she sat on one of the front desk.

'I have papers to mark' I answered trying not to look up to her.

'Is there anything I can do to help?' she ask slipping off from the desk and her strutted her way towards my desk, without doubt putting extra sway in her hips.

'I doubt you know anything about Spanish, so rather not'

'I wasn't talking about the test, I can help you relax' I cleared my throat, keeping my attention on the paper in front of me.

'Rather not, and I thought you said last time was the last, and that you can't go on like that anymore'

'Oh come on Juan, don't tell me you took me seriously' she said dragging her finger down the edge of my desk as she stepped closer to me. 'You know I can never get enough of you '

'Sandra' I warned but it seems like it fell on deaf ears.

'Don't tell me you found someone else already, am I not good enough anymore" she pouted walking behind my chair, her finger tips dug into my shoulders as she massaged them .

Sandra and my affair started one stupid night.

It was barely my second year at Rosehall High as the Spanish teacher , and one day I forgot my apartment keys on my desk at school, I had to drive all the way back , luckily it wasn't that far a drive. When I reached the front doors they were open and the night guards were no where to be seen. I quickly picked up my pace and sauntered towards my class, pushing the door open, there the keys rested on my desk. I quickly grabbed them and headed out. But just as I was about to pass the English class I heard snivels coming from behind the partly opened door.

My instincts told me to check up on the person, but I also didn't want to intrude, but the sobs came much more louder so I pushed the door open and there Mrs. Clark sat by her desk ,with a box of tissues and a bottle of wine to her lips, sobbing frenetically.

I didn't know what to do , should I ask if she was all right, should I walk out , maybe I should've have , but before I could , she must've felt my presence in the room. , she looked up and pushed the chair back quickly getting up

'Mr. Ariaz!' she exclaimed. 'What are you doing here' she attempted to hide the bottle from me, but I have already seen it.

'I-urh I forgot my keys in my class, didn't feel like sleeping in my car tonight 'I joked trying to lighten the mood, but she didn't even try and force a smile.

I-I was - I was she stammered, trying to come up with an excuse as to why she was here with a half bottle of wine and crying herself to a frenzy.

"Its Okay you don't to explain anything, can I maybe call anyone for you?' It was clear she was in no condition to get her self home.

She laughed unemotionally letting out a sad sob. 'Who will you call MR. Ariaz, I have no one, my husband works late almost every night, he goes on weekend trips without me, I' am alone, all alone' She reached out to the bottle where she tried to hide it from me and was just about to take another swig from it cause me to take a step forward.

'Mrs. Clark I don't think alcohol is going to help your situation"

'Is that so Mr. Ariaz , well at least it will make me forget about the misery in my life ' she brought the bottle up to her mouth and I quickly grabbed it from her hand .

'I think you had enough'

'I think I'll decide on that 'she said and reached out to the bottle but I had a few inches on her and pulled the bottle back keeping it behind my back, which she reached for again, I tugged the bottle away from her and held it in my other hand she leaned against me both her palms on my chest and then she looked up making me look down at her face, and I had admit for someone her age she carried herself well. But I was not here to admire her looks I was here helping a colleague out but the way her eyes fell on mine and then to my lips were making me feel heated under her stare, then she bit her lips and all the heat ran straight to my manhood

'Please give it back' she battered her eye lashes at me and it was like I was in a trance , I had no other choice but to reach down and place the bottle back on the table , but our faces were mere inches away from each other , and she didn't do anything to take her hands away from her chest . Like the warm blooded male I was already sporting an on growing er****on, and I was sure Mrs. Clark could feel it against her thigh so close the two of us stood. Her hand slid down my chest over my Pecs and over my abdomen until she reached my belt

'Mrs. Clark' I protested but it was more of a pleasurable moan.

'Call me Sandra' she whispered next to my ear

'Sandra' I hissed as she bit my earlobe gently just like she did that night. My eyes shut by them self.

'I always love the way you say my name 'she licked the spot under my ear. 'Your Rrrr's is so s*xy 'she rolled her tongue.

Holy f**k damn it.

Sandra and I became a thing after that night; we would meet up, and simply f**k the living daylights out of each other.

She was standing behind me leaning over my shoulder, kissing and biting on a spot, her hand trail down chest, over my stomach and then she pulled my jeans out of its loop and unbuckled t, she slipped her hand into my boxers and grabbed unto my hardened shaft.

'A la mi**da' I cussed out she was lying over my chest, her lips to my neck while she leaned over my shoulder her hand over doing wonders to me.

I couldn't take it anymore I had to find my released I had to f**k this woman right now. I removed her hand from my boxers and stood up from my chair, turning to face her. She had that look in her eyes that could make a priest falter. I took her hand in mine and pulled her towards my desk and immediately my mouth was on hers, I thrust my tongue in her mouth , she eagerly opened her legs so I could nestled myself between them, I kissed her neck rough yet being careful not mark her.

Sandra and I had s*x, rough s*x; there was no making love or passion we were simply two bodies getting off on each other.

She ran her hands under my white shirt and lifted it up , I removed my hands from her hips and in a matter of minutes I was shirtless ,My fingers dug into her hips and then curved around her ass I lifted her up on the desk, making skirt raise up I pushed it up further until it was around her waist and started to unbutton her blouse , I freed her from the bra and then leaned down to catch her ni**le in my mouth .

With Sandra I hardly remember how we how we got to this phase, everything is fast paced ,chasing our own selfish released, And then its get dressed , see you again , when I need some s*xual satisfaction.

Our lips crashed in a fiery kiss and I pushed her legs further apart with my own, my hand came down in between our bodies and I started to rub her through her underwear, Sandra raised her hips against my hand and somewhere along the line her panties got removed.

I aligned myself with her entrance and then pushed my way into her wet folds; I stilled myself in her waiting for her to get used to me and then I pulled out , just my tip of my p***s staying in her then thrusts my way back in.

'Oh, Juan yes!' Droplets of sweat rested on my forehead I stroked in Sandra who was scratching my back like a cat filing its claws. My grip tightened around her hips as I pushed faster, going after my own release.

'Yes, yes, yes oh God yes! ' Sandra was in complete bliss and was always so vocal throughout our f**king and for me it was like she was putting on a show.

'Oh Juan just there yes, oh yes!' she screamed throwing her head on my shoulder. Out of nowhere I turned my head to the door

'Santa madre folla. .mi**da' (Holy mother f**ke... F**k)

To Sandra it might have seemed like I was cussing out because of the good thing we had going on but no, it wasn't.

At the door were two big eyes, witnessing our acts of sins.

I couldn't move, I stood there, myself still buried in between Sandra's wetness, who hasn't even notice I had stop., because she was now grinding on me trying to find her own release.

Here stood Annalisa McKnight, one of my students, beholding my acts of lust.

What was she doing here at this hour, and why was she standing here. Perhaps the shock of seeing your Spanish teacher plunging himself into your English, who happens to be married does that to you.

Our eyes met and as if someone shook her out of her trance she turned around and ran.

F**k no.

This had to end, what if that was the principal, or worse Sandra's husband, but it didn't matter who it was at the door, it had to end.

'What's wrong pretty boy' she asked when I pulled away, I pulled up my boxers and fasten my jeans Sandra was panting like a perra (bitch) in a heat.

'What's wrong, Sandra this is wrong, we can't keep doing this'

She jumped of the desk making me look away as she tugged down her skirt down and fastened the buttons on her blouse.

'You worry to much , its clear you haven't let off enough steam , perhaps I could come to your house later and help you relax' she strolled towards me reaching out to touch my face but I caught her hand.

'Rather not, Sandra I just told you, this, us it needs to stop' I gestured between us.

'As you wish' she shrugged 'but keep these' she bent down to pick her underwear up. 'As a reminder of how hot we are together' she placed them down on my desk. And before I could say anything else she was gone. I ran my hand over my face in frustration .

What am I going to do, Annalisa saw everything. I had to speak to her tomorrow, but what am I going to say
Oh what you saw there was me screwing your English teacher because her husband is never home and I cant seem to resist her every time she flutter those damn fake eyelashes and pout those overly smeared red lips.

I was angry at Sandra for always coming to me when she had a problem, but more so I was angry at myself for not being able to say no to her .

I bend down to pick up my T-shirt when something pink and shiny caught my eye. I walked towards the object which turned out to be a phone. Someone in class must have lost it.

I pressed the power on button to reveal a picture of Annalisa and a golden retriever on the front screen.

'So she came back for this '

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06/01/2019

Chapter 1 of Carnal Cravings

Contains s*xual content.

Annalisa's POV

The bus was late again like always ,why couldn't I just walk home ,oh right, because I lived on the other side of town,OK that was maybe a bit of an exaggeration, but I didn't live near school.

I was rummaging through my bag trying to find my beloved pink glittery Samsung Galaxy but my hand couldn't find it ,I need to call dad to let him know that the bus will probably show up in a half an hour and that I would be late ,but I couldn't seem to find it .

I took my bag off my shoulder and lifted my leg up to rest the bag on it to see if I could find my phone ,I probably look like a crazy person balancing myself on one leg and searching frantically through my floral pink bag.

Scratch crazy person ,I most certainly looked like a ju**ie trying to find just a piece of left over stimulant but I had no care in the world for that now.
,I couldn't lose that phone not today ,not tomorrow in fact not ever.

The phone was a gift ,a very cherished gift that I hold dear to my heart .
A gift from my mother.

My late mother ,she gave it to me just one week before one stupid drunk driver ran straight into her, she died on the spot .

I wasn't going to get nostalgic now ,but if I didn't find that phone I was surely going to bawl my eyes out.

"Where did I have it last?".
"Think Lisa, think"

"Sorry for skipping school today ,I had to skip ,mom has offered to finally by me the red halter neck dress".

"Yes!".

I remember now ,I had it in Spanish class ,I took it out to read my overly hyperactive best friend's message .
It must have fallen out from my jacket's pocket when I wanted to hide it before Mr Ariaz " mi maestro de Español " came towards me.

Who am I kidding I'll stick to plain English,"my Spanish teacher", I thought it would come out as good as Mr Ariaz makes it sound.

After mentally talking to myself I made my way back to the school's direction praying maybe one of the caretakers would open the classroom for me .

But as I reached the gate I almost fell to my knees ready to thank the highest heavens when I saw Mr Ariaz's sleek black BMW still parked in its usual parking spot.

I quickly gripped my bag's strap tighter,walking as fast as my two clumsy feet could carry me .I was praying deep down that it was laying somewhere under my desk ,and no one believed in "picking ups is keepin's " .

I hurriedly made my way down the corridors that was now vacant from all the buzzing children that filled them each day .
With hopes as high as sky rockets, I was nearing my Spanish class ,seeing that the door was ajar.

I reached my hand out to knock ,hoping Mr Ariaz won't be mad at me for disturbing him while he was marking our class test ,I mean that was the only logical reason why he was still here right, it wasn't like he stayed here to wait until everybody was gone so he can pull out his sleeping bag and set up a place to sleep because he was completely homeless,homeless pffft! .

As if ,not with that expensive Rolex he flaunts around his wrist ,and that expensive latest IPhone he now and then checks.

What was wrong with me,I was straying away from my actual purpose to why I was here .

I was about to knock this time for real when an almost animalistic sound came from behind the door .

It couldn't be !.

I only heard that sounds once ,once when Sammy, I forgot to mention was my best friends name ,thought we had finally reach the right age to watch some adult videos, because being eighteen was the new twenty one to her by the way.
Let just say my ears and eyes were scarred for life.

But now those God awful sounds from both male and female were coming from behind this door ,and behind this door was Mr Ariaz,

Was he watching po*******hy!.
I didn't sum him up for that kind of person.

I looked at my watch and saw it was almost time for the bus,if I didn't get moving now I would miss my bus,but there was no way I was leaving with my glittery Samsung Mobile.

I took a deep breath silently apologising to Mr Ariaz ,to myself for disturbing his most intimate moment and pushed the door open.

But when his desk came into sight I didn't expect what I was seeing now ,never in a mil-lion years.

There Mr Ariaz was .
He was ..he was buried so deep between Mrs Clark ,who happens to be my English teacher's legs,did I mention Mrs Clark as in Mrs,she was married .

But she seemed to forgot that at this moment because her head was thrown back as she was positioned on Mr Ariaz's desk ,she was clawing on his tattooed bicep,for all she could ,unhuman like sounds left those overly smeared red lipstick lips, and Mr Ariaz was shamelessly interjecting himself over and over in her .

And I ,I was standing there like a cement stature who just harden it self to the ground unable to turn away ,or do any sort of movement.

And as if hells of hells just opened it's gates for me,VIP entry may I add.

Mr Ariaz turned his head towards the door,yes the very direction I was standing with a dropped jaw that is ,and eyes bigger than saucers,and oh yes crimson red cheeks.

Mrs Clark was far to engrossed with cheating on her husband and clawing Mr Ariaz very, very ,very muscled back to notice me ,but Mr Ariaz had .

He froze in mid movement ,his eyes probably twice ,no thrice as big as mine ,we locked eyes and he probably thought I was a perverted teenager with hormones that was raging with fire ,but ha! ,he was in no position to be judging me ,here he was staying after school and for what ,to prod a married woman with his ,his ,his ...wait I'm standing here the entire time right.

Oh heavens of all heavens!.
Earths of all earths.!
Grounds of all grounds open up and swallow me in or up,It didn't matter just make me disappear never to cast eyes on Mr Ariaz again.

I looked down and with no hesitation turned around and sprinted down the corridors as if my dear life depended on it .

I didn't look back ,there way no way I was even taking a glance back ,I ran and ran until I was off the school's premises and thankfully so,not that I was thankful to those wolf like people back in that empty school, but I was thankful I made it just in time ,because the bus ,my only transport home was just about to drive away ,without me .

I quickly hopped on the bus ,my chest rising and falling because I was pretty sure my lungs were getting ready to collapse, that run from Mr Ari...my Spanish class, to the bus stop felt like I ran two yearly marathons ,combined with the show I just seen had literally took my breath away and not in a good way .How was I suppose to face that man again, he saw me .

He saw me looking at him ,while he was doing natural exercises with Mrs Clark who was moaning like a army soldier in demand.

How was I suppose to face him tomorrow ,I threw my head against the window and let out a horrific groan when of cause my head bumped against the window because the bus driver thought, "let's wait for Lisa to place her head against the window so it can bump and make her more mental then she already was then drive off".

Letting out a tired yawn I finally reach home ,unlocking the front door I hear nothing except Lucky my golden retriever playing upstairs ,

"Dad I'm home!" I called out but no respond.
Dad must've headed out ,I walked lazily to the kitchen and just as I thought ,dad left me a note on the fridge.

"Ronni was sticking me for a beer,be back later ,there's money in the jar in the cereal cabinet, buy yourself some pizza .
Love you dad"

I threw the note back on the table and decided I need a little Sammy in my life ,only she can cheer me up ,I reached to my back pocket of my jean .

Then it hit me like a dodgeball against my head .

"My phone!!!!" I wanted to cry right there and then.

All this for nothing, I went there to get my phone and was met with a scene that put the rumors of Fifty Shades Of Grey to shame ,I say rumors because I never watched it I only heard people talking about it ,a lot .

And for what !.I didn't get my phone .

Tomorrow I will have to face Mr Ariaz again because lucky me ,I had "Español" at the end of the day double period.

No ,no I won't go ,I was going to book of sick ,yes that it .

No,I couldn't do that either ,I needed my phone ,I had to get it back .I shook my head and turned towards to stairs ,stomping my way up very childish like ,and opened the door to my room.

Sweet angels of heaven why do you hate me so much ,what did I do,did I kill baby squirrels in my life before this ,so now you're punishing me like this ,like this .

There Lucky was ,pulling my pillows to shreds ,having a pillow fight alone ,feathers were everywhere.

"Lucky!" I yelled out to him ,and then he thankfully let the pillow fall from his mouth and stared at me but of cause he went right away back to chewing up my-oh-so-tasty-to-him pillow .

"Baby squirrels you got your karma ,and its coming down on me hard!" I called out to no one in particular, stepped inside my room ready to safe what could be saved,not that it look like a lot.

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First chapter completed!

Let's see what happens next.

Just a taste

To read more check out the link I posted underneath this post

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