Diako PV
After Miss Johnson's Life Orientation class, the day goes by uneventful. Conway hasn't confronted me yet. I'm awaiting his visit, I know he won't let it go. It's just not in his blood.
Anathi doesn't bother me anymore after the other day when she told me I'm ugly. The thing is I do actually believe her. I'm ugly inside and outside. After Gogo's death I've been so insecure about myself. Rightfully so, I caused her death.
I sat at my favorite place during lunch, practicing math. I tried solving problems but I struggle a lot in math. I still had to be prepared for the next class because it was math though.
When the bell rang I made my way to class. I didn't need to go by my locker because I already had everything that is needed for class with me. I took them out before sitting at the back of the classes and practicing.
I'm currently in my math class and I'm bored out my pants. Well technically my skirt.
Everybody is sitting with a partner and others are even in groups of three or four. I'm here at the corner of the class alone as usual. Not that it bothers me.
"Okay people, listen up!", my chubby teacher says catching everybody's attention.
"Today I'm pairing you into two individuals to work together on the project I'll be assigning you." Groans and complaints echo the room after his announcement.
"Jenna-Lee Jackson, you're with Aurileo Du Toit. Anathi Mathiso you're paired with Conway McPherson.", Conway groans and Anathi walks up to him, pressing herself up to his side.
"Linda Majwede you're with Sihle Khumalo. Logan Smit you're with Diako Mosia. Jake De Jongh-" The chair next to me creaks, startling me.
I look to my side and see Logan's tall, lean frame sit down on the chair. He flashes me a toothy smile when he catches me staring.
Logan and I had our orientation together, we were the only new ones. And I was glad to have made his acquaintance because I didn't want to look like a lost puppy.
When I first saw the tall, lean boy with cropped messy light brown hair, the first thought that came to mind was "stay clear of him, he seems eerie".
What I didn't know was he was super friendly and was a conversationalist.
It was him who initiated the first conversation we engaged in. As soon as I sat down next to him he introduced himself. We even collected our class schedules together.
We have spoken to each other in the classes we share. He also greets me whenever we run into each other. He makes small talks whenever he sees me
I should like that he talks to me but I don't. I'm too self-conscious to hang out with normal people.
Normal just doesn't cut it for me.
"Uh...did you hear a thing I just said?" I blink a few times as a low, deep voice brings me out of my trance.
"Oh...um...yeah." I say nodding and pretend I heard everything he had just said, which of course I didn't.
"So you're really don't mind me kissing you right now?" Logan asks, leaning towards me. His eyes on my lips and his expression hard. My eyes bulge out, threatening to fall out their sockets.
He laughs hard as he takes in my mortified expression. A few heads turn to look at us, including a scowling Anathi. I look down to hide my embarrassment.
"Damn girl relax, I was just pulling your leg. Can't you take a joke?"
"Sorry I zoned out on you Logan.", I squeeze my eyes shut avoiding eye contact and release a breath.
"It's alright. So as I was sayi-", he starts filling me in on what he had said. As he he talks I let my gaze wander around the room til it stops on a certain someone.
I admire light features of him, the contrast of his perfectly tanned skin. And the angle of his prominent nose, before reminding myself of what a jerk he really is.
Him and his little puppy Aurileo were bullies back in primary school. They were my tormentors and used to pick on me a lot. It even seemed like they did it to me alone.
I'm not one to hold grudges but they really messed up my life back then. They hurt me so bad that my self-esteem was ruined. I tried being subtle in showing it but it made me way more insecure.
I haven't the slightest idea what got into my mind last night, maybe I was out of my head when I offered to wash his hoodie. I keep asking myself why. To be the bigger person I guess? There's no denying that he's blazing hot but he's not worthy of being this hot.
I ended up staying up late last night, thinking about how to return his hoodie. How to act around him considering he's unpredictable. He might start with his sick tactics now after what happened in Miss Johnson's class this morning.
Logan and I both agree to meet up at my house after school to discuss the project farther. The bell rings shortly after that and the next class begins.
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