Chapter 3

School is finally over! I sit in my regular desk in the library as I do my homework. "Hey." I look up to see who is disturbing me and to my suprise it is Ethan. "are you stalking me?" I ask with with a wide smile. " Would you blame me if I did?" He winks at me taking a sit right across me.

"flirting already?" I ask with an amused smile. Ethan shrugs in response. " I was wondering if we could study together? I was about to study by myself but saw you and thought it might be fun studying with someone else. So what do you say?" Ethan looks at me with a grin.

He looks so hot right now! I think I have found the father of my children. NOT. I am just kidding guys~ maybe.

"Which subject do you want us to study?" I ask putting my hands down on the table. "Maths because well we have homework."

"Well four eyes don't think I have forgotten what you have done to me." I narrowed my eyes at him. "what did I do?" He asks setting him maths book on the table. "You scored higher than me and means war four eyes. " I deepen my voice.

"Really Sasa?" Ethan crakes a smile. "Yes, and Sasa?! That's the best you can come up with four eyes? Give me a new nickname."

"Yes and I like it. Let us do our homework now." We do our homework peace while helping each other here and there.

I glance at my wrist-watch to look at the time it's 16:10. I pack my books into my bag, "I'm leaving, I need to beat the traffic!" I say to Ethan getting up. "Wait for me then." he says quickly putting his things away. "You travel by bus?" I ask waiting for him.

He doesn't look like the type to travel by bus. He's just so handsome he looks like the type to have their own car. Ethan nods in response. "Let's go." he says. We exit the library side by side.

"Where do you live?" I ask as we wait at the bus stop for the bus. "I live a Noordgeseig, how about you?" He turn to look at me and I just look forward suddenly insecure. "I live at Orlando East. We live pretty close." I start.

Noordgeseig and Orlando East are very close to each other. The only thing separating them is a free way. "And before where did you live?" I ask. "Protea Glen." ah! you see rich. He is or was rich but either way he is rich. Protea Glen is also like known as the suburb of Soweto.

Eventually the bus arrives and we get in. Ethan and I sit side by side on the bus. "Sasa can I please have your number?" Ethan asks and I couldn't be more flustered, I'm a little dark in complexion so my blush is not too visible. "ouk, give me a pen and paper." I say before the bus comes to a hault at the bus station. We exit the bus and I wait for four eyes to give me a pen and paper.

He takes out his pen and paper and gives them to me. "Bend over I can use your back as a desk." he does as I said removing his backpack and I start scribbling my numbers his note book with a grin on my face.

"okay I'm done. Here." I say coming infront of him to give him his notebook and pen. "Now you bend over." the way he says it sounds so wrong but either way I do as he says. I bend over removing my backpack from my back for him to write his numbers for me too. "Sooner or later, I'll have you bend over on my bed."

What the FUCK?!

I'm about to straighten my back when he pushes me down to the bending position, honestly this just made my stomach turn I don't know if it's a good or bad thing yet I liked it. "I'm kidding Sasa, or am I?" He whispers the last part and I completely stand up straight.

"You are so weird four eyes and for some strange reason I like it." I turn to look at him, he bites his lips staring at me. I put my backpack back on my back. Haha back back back.

"Here's is my number Sasa. Expect a messages from me tonight." Ethan says adjusting his glasses and gives me the paper with his numbers in it. " Okay see you tomorrow four eyes." I say walking out of the bus station.

I look back and see him getting into a bus. I wait for it to pass as I wait at the pedestrian crossing. After it has passed I walk to my home. I put my backpack on top on the washing basket and change out of my uniform.

I turn on the TV and press my catch up box. I have recorded cooking shows, most of them are Jamie's 30 Minutes Meals. Before I select the one I want I get all my ingredients out for the my favourite receipt.

I click on Season 1/ Episode 23 of the show where Jamie cooks spaghetti alla puttanesca with a crunchy salad, garlic bread and a silky chocolate ganache, all in just 30 minutes.

I have cooked this receipt so many times that I know it by heart but I let Jamie guide me for safety purposes.

I'm done with my cooking, so I start sweeping around the house. I know its not a house but I like to call it for some reason. I start dishing up for me and my mom. I finish dishing up for me and my mom and making lunch boxes for tomorrow and start eating.

My mom arrives a minute later. "Hey nana."

"hi mama how was your day?" I ask chewing on my spaghetti. "Hectic! a person can only take much bullshit from customers." She takes her food and starts eating. "What happened?" I ask once again. "Some people think they are superior because of their living standard but I told her where to get off! She pissed me off."

"Who is this she?"

"A customer that came today. Anyways let's change the topic. How was school?" She changes the topic. "It was nice. You know that maths test we wrote at school day before yesterday?" She nods her head for me to continue. "well the results came out today and I got 98% percent. And don't think I was number one in the class I was number 2! Imagine! And this is all Four Eyes' fault." I say as I finish eating my food.

"Oh honey you'll get him or her next time. And who is this four eyes?" She asks getting ready to wash the dishes. She puts water in the kettle for it to boil and awaits for my response. "He is potential. " I smile smugly looking at my mom.

"oh you have started again with your "potential boyfriend" again" she says using air quotations. "Oh this one is handsome. " I laugh as her face turns into a fake frowny face. "God knows that one of these days you will have a boyfriend and you won't be comfortable to tell me these things." She washing the dishes, "I'm not one to date mama." I smile.