The Hidden Secrets Of Elyon Hill's Academy
The Mysterious Afternoon
Josiah stretched his arms high above his head, letting out a tired sigh. "What? Two o'clock already?" he muttered to himself. "This day flew by so fast—full of problems and surprises."
Before he could even lower his hands, Nelly suddenly grabbed his right wrist. Without a word, she stood up and pulled him toward the classroom door. Josiah didn't resist—partly because he was surprised, but mostly because Peter had given him a sharp, knowing look just moments before.
The school bell rang loudly in the background, signaling the end of the day. Students rushed out of classrooms, laughing and chatting, but Nelly didn't stop. She dragged Josiah down the stairways, past the crowded hallways, and straight into the school backyard.
The Backyard Confrontation
Once they were alone, Josiah gently pulled his hand free from Nelly's grip. He turned to face her, his expression serious. "Why did you bring me here, Nelly?"
Nelly spun around, her eyes burning with curiosity—and a hint of confusion. "What was that display in class today?" she demanded. "Who is Luke? Who exactly is Peter? And why didn't Mr. Henson punish them for causing such a scene?" She took a deep breath before adding, "And besides being a student… who are you really, Josiah?"
Josiah smiled faintly, running his right hand through his hair. In a calm but firm voice, he replied, "Nelly, my advice? Forget everything you saw and heard today. Pretend none of it happened."
But Nelly wasn't backing down. "No!" she snapped. "I can't just ignore this. My curiosity won't let me."
Josiah's face darkened. He stepped closer, closing the gap between them. "Listen carefully," he said, his voice low and intense. "If you keep digging into this, you'll always be in danger. Investigate the secrets of this school—the open ones and the dark ones—and you might not survive what you find. But if you stay away? You'll be safe. So will your family."
Nelly's eyes widened. "What do you mean, by my family'?", are You saying my family will be affected by this little secrets of the school.
Josiah shook his head. "Like I said—stop asking questions. You're new here. You don't need to know these things yet." He paused, then added, "There were others like you who ignored the warnings. They searched for answers… and they all ended up badly. And when I say badly, I mean it."
Nelly's Dangerous Game
Instead of being scared, Nelly grew even more determined. She grabbed Josiah's arm and pressed it against her chest. Her voice softened into a whisper. "Then be my savior when I'm in danger. Be my champion when I'm surrounded. Be my guardian when everyone else hates me."
Josiah's heart skipped multiple beats. His face turned red, his hands trembled, and his thoughts raced. "Woah… woah… Fck! My hands are pressed against her breasts! I can feel how soft they are… the shape, the size… Oh God, it's rising—I can't stop it!"*
Nelly smirked inwardly. "Now I've got him. I'll press further and get every secret out of him."
Seeing his guard crumbling, she leaned closer. "So, Josiah… tell me. What secrets are hiding in the shadows of this school?"
Josiah stammered. "Wha—wh-what secrets? I just told you to forget about all that!"
Nelly thought, "Hmph. Playing hard to get? Fine. I'll break him."
Without hesitation, she slid her hand down and gently gripped his hardening bulge through his trousers. Her own thoughts were conflicted. "Sht, it's already standing… and hard. I can't believe I'm doing this. But I have no choice—I need answers."*
Josiah's mind was in chaos. "Oh my God… she's actually touching me there! Oh… oh… sht, I can't moan. I'm a man! Just… enjoy the moment!"*
Nelly smiled, watching his face twist in pleasure. She rested her head on his shoulder and whispered into his ear, "So… tell me the secrets hidden in the shadows of this school… Jo-si-ah."
Josiah was completely overwhelmed. His resistance shattered. "Fck it,"* he thought. "I've never been with a girl like this before. If telling her the secrets means she'll keep touching me like this… then I don't care. Sorry, Peter… but this is too good."
Just as he was about to speak—
"Really, brother? Is this how easily you fall?"
A cold voice cut through the moment.
Nelly screamed and jumped back. Josiah fell to the ground in shock.
Standing behind them was Peter, his expression dark and unreadable.
Peter's Intervention
Josiah scrambled to his feet, his face pale. "Jesus, man! Don't scare us like that!"
Peter didn't laugh. His voice was icy. "Is this how weak you are? A woman touches you, and you spill everything?"
Josiah dusted off his uniform, forcing a grin. "Oh, come on! You fell for her tricks earlier too! You've felt her breasts—don't act innocent!"
Nelly stepped forward, furious. "Don't talk about my body like that! I'm not cheap—I just wanted answers!"
Peter smirked. "You say you're not cheap, but you use your body to get information. That's the definition of cheap."
Nelly's anger flared. "Watch your tone, Peter. You don't want to see me angry."
Peter laughed. "Yeah? What can you do? Scream and talk? That's all."
Nelly charged at him—but Peter pushed her away effortlessly, as if she weighed nothing.
Josiah shook his head. "Brother, don't embarrass her like that."
Peter shot him a glare. "You don't get to talk. You're not innocent either."
Nelly scoffed. "Oh, look who's talking about innocence! You almost raped me earlier because you couldn't control yourself!"
Peter ignored her. "Meet me later, Josiah. Same place as always."
Josiah sighed. "Alright, brother." Then, teasingly, he added, "Have you seen Miss Tina yet?"
Peter didn't answer. He just walked away.
Nelly crossed her arms. "Hmph. He's so arrogant."
Josiah nodded. "Yeah… but he wasn't always like this." He turned to leave. "See you tomorrow, Nelly."
Nelly exhaled in frustration. "One by one, they just walk away…" Then her eyes widened. "Oh sht! He didn't answer my questions!"*
She sprinted after Josiah, determined to get the truth.
To Be Continued…