Chapter 23. Mr. Eight Inches

I was drowsy while listening to our teacher. It was eleven o’clock at noon and later we had a lunch break.

I secretly punched my cell phone. I hid it behind the chair in front of me so as not to be seen. I typed a text for Clinton.

To Clinton: Hi! can I ask for a favor

Later, he immediately replied.

From Clinton: Hello baby, what is it?

I grinned and typed again and looked at the teacher in front who didn’t see me.

To Clinton: Lunch break later. I want pizza with lots of cheese but no pineapple and mushrooms

My cellphone flashed again with a text and I read it.

From Clinton: A piece of cake baby but I’m still in the meeting.

My head heats up because the teacher has been dismissed and the others have already stood up because they are going to have lunch. I’m really hungry. I’m tired of the sandwiches and frappes that are always my lunch.

I grabbed my bag and went out while looking at the cell phone. If only Jenn was here to