Page 47 of A Lie in Church


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At least not everyone was interested in some stupid gossip. I knew what had happened in the church was all over social media, and maybe I was stupid to return to school while the subject was still trending. But I had missed out on important lectures and tests. I couldn’t let what people think of me stop me from completing my education. Vina had advised me to drop the class this semester, but my whole effort on my previous tests and homework would have been useless.

“Hey!” Belvina screamed, waving at me.

I smiled as I ran to her and then gave her a rib-breaking hug.

I’d missed her so much. She was the only sensible person who believed me.

She hugged me back tightly, and it lasted longer than I’d expected.

“You smell so good. I don’t want to let go,” she grunted.

“I missed you too,” I said, pulling away while she frowned.

Her large curls were wrapped in a small silk scarf that matched her tube top. The skirt stopped above her knees, showing off her small legs.

“Is it just me, or is your skin glowing?” Vina asked, smiling at me.

“Oh, please, my skin has always been like this.”

We walked into our lecture hall and took our seats. The hall was almost full.

“How is Adrian?” she whispered, nudging me with her shoulder like she was dancing.

“Get lost.” I pushed her back, and she chuckled.

“Is she still allowed to come to school after what she did?” I heard someone whisper behind me.

I knew that voice; it belonged to Claire Bluewater. Our parents were kind of close, but Claire and I were the opposite.

“I can’t believe she’s pregnant,” her friend Erin added.

“Of all people, her sister’s best friend? How shallow,” Claire said, close to my ear.

No one in the class cared, but Claire and Erin planned to ruin my day. I tried not to let their words get to me. They were just trying to get a reaction.

“Good thing her parents kicked her out,” Erin said, and they laughed.

I clenched my fists and snapped my head around. They both went quiet and stared back at me … waiting.

“Do you mind? I’m trying to study here,” I said, smiling.

They whispered something into each other’s ears and laughed.

I stood up, ready to beat the living daylights out of them, but our professor walked in.

“Try and calm down. Don’t let them get to you,” Belvina whispered, squeezing my arm in assurance.

No one seemed bothered about anything going on, but I still felt like everyone in the room was judging me and whispering. My stomach ached, and I wanted to throw up.

“Morning, class.” Professor Clark waved. He smiled at us as he went behind his desk.

“Morning, Professor Clark,” a few people greeted.

“How is everyone doing?” he asked as he turned on the projector.

Some replied while others remained quiet.

He always reminded me of Courage the Cowardly Dog. Something about the way he spoke.

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