The Bet: Don't Fall In Love With A Girl

Chapter 7

Sorry for taking time to update here. Isn't you all know I'm in grade 12 in South Africa. Well my form teacher (homeroom teacher) and maths teacher just passed a few days ago which is very painful for my classmates and school mates. He literally just died before our final English home language p3 which will be next week. Also after that paper, next day we were having a class braai (barbecue) with him for the last time and my matric farewell (senior prom) is also next week so we are all sad about that. So I'm very sad cause he was like a second father to me. But now I will update a chapter.

RIP Sir 😭💔

You will be missed dearly.

"Who buys rum and raisins flavoured ice cream?" I frown at her but she snorts, "Like really? It tastes like raisins. I thought when you said we were gonna eat ice cream, it was gonna be vanilla."

I roll my eyes at her and I pretend to give her the silent treatment. Right now, we are seated on top of my kitchen table while eating ice cream. I kind of borrowed her my shirt to wear with her panties and I got to admit, she looks cute in my shirt.

"Come on, are you ignoring me?" I stay silent and she sighs dramatically. I can't help but laugh at her dramatic action. I can't stay mad at her when she is so cute.

It feels nice to just hang out with someone who I just slept with. Most of the time, I usually kick my one night stands out of my penthouse but with Zenande, it was different. I don't know what made it different but it just is. I guess you could say it was more then just a one night stand.

"I can't stay mad at you." She smiles triumphantly at my statement. "I know." She swish her hair to the back.

"What is your family like?" I ask suddenly interested. She looks at me surprised while putting the spoon of ice cream in her mouth. After she swallows the ice cream, she begins.

"Well I can't tell you about my whole family. It would take the whole year. Let me tell you about my South African family. Well I have 6 half siblings from my mom and her husband." She says with a small smile.

"You never had a problem with your step dad?" She shakes her head vigorously.

"No no no no he is an amazing father. He treated me like as if I was his own every single time. He actually didn't want me to come here since he loves me so much. But sadly in the end, he isn't my biological dad. And I just wanted to get away from South Africa." She says the last part quietly like as if there was another reason as to why she left the country.

She clears her throat and continues, beaming. "Well I'm the oldest on my mom's side right. Then after me is Sipho, he is 20 this year. Crazy guy, thinks he is the sexiest thing in the world..." she continues on about her 6 siblings.

Sipho, Addy, Mandla, Becci, Zondo and Sihle. It was interesting getting to know her family. She is quite a talkative person by nature. But I find it cute that she is going on forever.

After literally 1 hour of her talking, she is still talking without stopping. I haven't said one word.

"...But I use to get hit a lot. I was naughty and wow I talk too much." She finally realises and shakes her head.

"The ice cream even melted." I add, pointing at the tub of ice cream. She screws her face up and says, "It was bad anyway."

"It's not a bad flavour. I don't know why you busy dissing on my flavour here." She gets off the table, stretching.