Normally I wouldn’t mind the games my class plays but this one is holding my eyes out. While the Physics teacher, Sir Msimango, is not there, they decided to get naughty. It was the dare to kiss game. I watched as each and everyone dares at others

But what catches my attention is Lazola’s dare. “Bianca I dare you to kiss your friend Busi, right next to you.” What! Busi, our friend, the straight Zulu girl, innocent and doesn’t know how to kiss. Okay so this is where you’re going. I will make you kiss your ex girlfriend. Bulls#*t. Without hesitation, Bianca pecks Busi’s lips. Then it’s now my turn to dare. Just to start of easy “I dare Kat to deep kiss Yolly.” Kat moves closer to Yolly and then kisses her. And to my surprises, Yolly just had her first kiss. And I’m like “Woah class. Deccelerate please. My dares aren’t over yet. Lazola deep, like deep deep deep kiss NG.”

To my surprise, she kissed her shorter than Bianca ex-… no, past girlfriend. They damn lie on the desk holding each other’s boobs as if they will fall, trying to squeeze invisible milk. YUCK! I must admit, that should be part of the sex scenes in the movie Fifty Shades of Grey. The whole thing is disturbed by a 10E learner.

We, as the community of 10A, manage to erase what ever happened from our minds as soon as it’s the math period. Mam Mazibuko enters, looking angry, carrying both our Math and Physics papers we wrote, both out of 100 for our reports. “Please sit down 10A, take out that shit you are chewing, making bubbles in my class, close the door, turn on the lights and shut the hell up.” Woah this is so unlike her. Today we enjoyed our day but it’s going down. I join my palms together and say a little prayer. “Ms Peterson, as if that is going to save you from my wrath” she says pulling her black spectacles down to her nose. Someone laughes and Mrs Mazibuko is fast on replying saying “Don’t do that nonsense in my class. Whoever that is, you have failed dismally. And the person you are laughing at got a total on my math and lost 9 marks on Physics because she smoked weed before writing, topping every learner here in this so-called science class. Bianca and Lazola distribute the papers.”

I can’t believe what I just heard. But then as soon as we get our papers, she carries on with her lecture, more like your madam mom shouting at you. “So tell me, where will the science doctors come from because this class is full of ‘Scientific Patients’ admitted in a wheelbarrow. And wena Peterson where is the nine marks?” I blurt out “I swallowed them” and she replied “Go poop them out” with a smile. And the after-school ends well as I now walk home.

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