All Chapters of I'm the school's badboy but I'm a girl : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Xavier’s POVXavier said nothing and turned to walk out of the room when it was obvious that Nana had hung up. “Hold on, Xavier,” Teresa called and he turned back to her. “What is really going on?”“What did he tell you?”“Not this again,” Teresa rolled her eyes. “Please, I want to understand. The last thing I want is being laughed at in school. Just tell me, let me prepare myself.”“It’s not in my place to say.”“But you guys are a thing? Just answer me honestly.”Xavier said nothing.“I have always wondered why you were single, why I have never heard you being interested in any girl or dating one and when Catherine told me she wanted to confess to you, I had secretly looked forward to it because I wanted to know what you would do. When you rejected her, I wasn’t surprised, but then I asked myself why wasn’t I surprised? Could it be it was because I knew that was what was going to happen or because deep inside, I was already believing that you are gay? Let’s be clear, I have nothing

Nathania’s POVTeresa glanced at Nathania in shock, it was obvious she was not believing what she just heard. Nathania sighed and pointed at Oliver on the photo. “That is my elder brother, Oliver. We have been close since I was little. My real name is Nathania. He gave me the nickname Nana and it stuck. Almost everyone calls me that. You see, my brother and I share some resemblance, I can easily pretend to be him. It was a trick we loved playing but he got very sick a year ago that he was hospitalized. My parents brought me here to stay with my Grandma so that I wouldn’t feel lonely. However, I was lonely. I missed my brother. So when my parents processed my transfer here, I had come to school dressed as my brother. Only the principal knows, the name I had given wasn’t the name on my transfer letter and so I told her my predicament and well, she didn’t buy it but she hasn’t called me out all these months. So,” she licked her lips and said in her feminine voice, “I’m sorry for deceivin

Nathania’s POVEveryone started whispering just as Nathania knew they would, after all, they all witnessed Xavier kiss her and she didn’t push him away. Nathania smiled, “I know what you all must be thinking, ‘what is he saying? Is he out of his mind? Is he calling us blind? I mean, didn’t we witness Xavier kiss him?’” She chuckled.“Since you know that, why are you lying, then? " a boy asked, and the rest concurred.“The thing is,” Nathania began, “Xavier isn’t gay too.”“Oh fuck off. Listen it’s the twenty-first century, no one cares what you want to be or what you are, so can you stop the lies?” Another said.“I mean, that is true. My brother is gay and he came out three years ago, my family didn’t kill him. We don’t have anything against gay people.” A girl said.Every other person started putting in their own words and non was of insult, except for the fact they were telling Nathania to stop denying it and just come clean and that after all, Xavier wasn’t denying it and also kiss

Nathania’s POVNathania was surprised when she came home that day and saw her parents already waiting for her. She knew they would be coming for her that week but she never thought it would be so soon, but then again, guess it was for the best. After all, with what she did in the school that day, she doubted if she could bring herself to go back there. And so, she had welcomed her parents and willingly packed her bags for their departure the next day.All through the night, she had thought about calling Xavier but she didn’t know if he had unblocked her or not. She had done what he wanted, no, what should have been done, she just hoped it wasn’t already too late, and someday, just someday, he would come to find her, to tell her that he had forgiven her and give them a chance once more, she just…wish it.As the plane landed at the airport, Nathania closed her eyes and breathed in the Philadelphia air, it was good to be home but it would have been better if she had resolved everything w

A boy meets a girlSome people may like that word called moving, but I don’t. I don’t think I like moving at all, the boovs may jump at any sight to move away but I am going to scurry away from any mention of it. Opening my eyes to the sunlight on my face, I sighed, here we go. Another day in a new town, and I’m going to go to their school, meet new people and trash those that need to be trashed. I pulled down my bedcovers and forced myself to sit up on the bed, looking at the unpacked boxes in my room, I am reminded of my reason for hating to move. The stress of packing and unpacking is so annoying but tell that to my parents. It’s like moving day was invented the day they were born, I haven’t lived in a single town for more than three years without us moving, some we spent only six months and at seventeen years of age, I have lived in five countries and ten different towns, yep, it’s a world record, I know.I heaved another sigh and got up from the bed, I walked to the window and d