Chapter 10

I didn't enter to my first subject. When the 'Beatbox' called me and offered me some Games to play, I chose it right away than to attend a class with full of fools.

I haven't seen anyone who spell 'wrong' so wrong! Only in the class I'm in. Seriously? They know how to kiss and kill but they didn't know how to correctly spell the word 'wrong' Damn those brains.

Semantics is my second subject. I went back to school right away after the GAME. As usual, glaring eyes are everywhere especially when I enter my room. The teacher was already there discussing the lessons.

Everyone in the room gaze at me as I walked towards. I was a little uncomfortable by the stare of people but I manage to maintain my cold unbothered aura.

The teacher looks annoyed, and stared at me in awful silence for a few seconds and asked, " Why are you late? Aren't you aware of the saying, 'Early bird catches the worms?"

"I am absolutely aware as much as I am mindful about the qoute 'Late is better than never', Ma'am." I didn't take off my eyes locked to her until he broke off first and motioned me to sit wherever I want.

Every sit was already occupied except the last chair in the first row near at the back door next to the guy who's casually leaning his head onto the desk. He is obviously sleeping in the middle of the class.

The room was filled with deafening silence. Every eyes was on my move and I wonder what so interesting the way I swayed my arms while walking and about my feet slowly making steps to reach that chair over there.

"As you may not know Ms...What is your name again?"

"Vivian Ellaine Val---Alvarez." It would be great for her and less annoying for me if she would let my name sink in to her memory.

"Alright Ms. Alvarez. As you may not know..." She flicked her eyebrows while carefully hitting the ruler she was holding to her left hand. "I guess you really have no idea that is why you are late in my subject." She looked at me having a serious face.

Her aura screams a terror professor. It's kinda like intimidating.

The thing is it doesn't matter and affects me. I've seen more than this.

The room turned to even more quite cold and silent when her stiletto heel made a noise as she walked towards my direction.

I was stiffened when she lean closer to me and reached my ear.

"It makes me mad when someone interrupts me." Her voice resonates in my ear.

I smirked.

"Likewise. You learnt it from me remember?" I whispered back.

She stepped back as cleared her throat but still acting like a terror professor. Her thick sunglasses with circle frames makes her drama even more convincing.

"Could I now sit, Ma'am Fellers?" I asked with a half smirked arching in my face when I saw her eyes widened.

"As you may. Next time you have to come early." She answered without pausing then she quickly turned her back and went infront. She didn't even dared to say it on my face.

Tsk.tsk.tsk. She should've done better than this. How I hate acting but it's fine if it's her.

"So as I was saying, Using the appropriate registers in different situations is a must. We should consider the degree of formality we will use in any context we are in." She continued the lesson.

I was about to put my bag but the guy next to the chair I'm about to sit rose his head from leaning on the desk.

"That sit was already occupied." He said with eyes half-closed. He leaned his back to the chair as he peered over his sunglasses, bending his head forwards, made his spectacles gliding a few milimmiters down to his Romanesque nose having an elavated bridge.

I haven't had this long seconds of paying attention to someone's features but his nose that was actually somewhat large in proportion to his face made his a lot of depth and dimension catches my attention.

Why didn't I notice that this nerd guy has a well good features on his face? I was trying not to stare at his eyes but I kept finding my eyes drowning to it. It wasn't just enough for me to see those bright hazel eyes.

It's similar to the person I known before.

Yeah, I could claimed he is good looking guy, but his Cupid's bow plumy rosy lips are not that attractive to make me stop from putting my bag into the chair.

"I..I sai..d, someone's a-lready occupies t-that sit." He repeated but none is the deep husky voice he used a while ago. He started to eat his words again.

Honestly now that his facing me, on the second thought, his face is just perfectly ordinary. In fact, I could not recall what it had looked like after this.

Before he could even utter a word, the professor called his attention.

"Mr...what's your name again?" She asked.

The guy stood up after rubbing his nose.

"Mr. Flynn Zion Gonzalez Ma'am." He said.

"Alright. What is the general rule of thumb?"

I sat down and for a moment, out of nowhere my attention was caught when I smelled again the strawberry fragrant.

"Fo-r vocabulary register, i...t means y-you should u-use long word...s and v-verbs if y...ou are we-earing formal attire b-but short words a-and verb...s if you are casually tal-lking to y...our famil-ly and fri...ends." He was a bit hesitant in each words he uttered. He also keeps pushing his spectacles onto the bridge of his nose.

"I su..ggest y...ou mus...t k...eep talk...ing un...til y...our tong...ue become...s straig...ht." Everyone's laughed after the professor mimicked the way he talked.

He did nothing but to bend down his head out of embarrassment. He unconsciously tapped also his finger to rhe chair's infront him.

"Alright, sit back Mr... uh.."

"G-Gonzalez."

"Mr. Gonzalez!" She exclaimed while nodding her head then adverted her gaze at me.

"Ms...What's your name again?"

Bitch please, your pissing me off.

"Al.va.rez." I said solid as af. Emphasizing each syllables.

"It's rude to answer while your casually sitting Ms. Alvarez." She said with a smug forming on his face.

She's really enjoying this huh.

I stood up and runs over my tongue to my cheeks inside. I raised my eyebrows when I saw a glint of teasing on her eyes.

"What do you notice when someone approaches you at a party?"

"The audacity." I quickly answered when the memories of the two guys I've met at the initiation bubbles in my mind.

I heared my classmates saying 'ohhhhhh' Someone's saying it's cool and most of the girls kinda like annoyed with me.

"What?" She asked, and frowned.

"What?" I said with a boring tone. I'm implying that this is an unwanted conversation.

The class was interrupted when the back doors opened. Our attention was averted to the person who enters acting all cool and proud as if he's not yet already late.

"Sorry Madame, I'm late. I happened to get in trouble to some kids who's saying that you're not the prettiest teacher in this school." Anyone could tell that his onkg making some excuses but by the way his eyes glimmers and his lips and his sincere face, he can y'all get deceived.

"Aww.. It's Okay. You take your sit Mr. Perez." Especially like this stupid girl who easily gave into the man's lie.

And she remembered his surname huh?

He wink at her that made tge bitch giggled for a second. I noticed that he was heading towards my direction.

"Oh." He said in awe while pointing his fingers on me. He looked surprised. "Why you're here?"

I just stared at him looking pissed off. Isn't his question has already an obvious answer? I'm here 'coz I'm not there. I'm here 'coz I'm supposed to be here!

"S..hes our classmate." Said by the nerd guy.

"Oh...I see." He nodded continually and stopped when his eyes landed to my bag. "But that's my sit."

So what now? Should just I sit at the teacher's chair then?

"But I can lend it to you if you'll date me." He said then winked at me.

The disgust on my face is not real loud enough to makes him shut his plumpy lips. His youthful Grey eyes went into thin line as he formed a smile.

"Do you go gym?" His eyes widening along side with his mischievous smile.

"Yeah, when I have free time and---"

"Ooh...Exercise your silence then." I said, cutting his words that gained different reaction.

But it ended as they started. I glared my cold eyes from left to right conveying the message 'Do or Die' and stopped from the Professor's direction. She'd get what my eyes are telling.

If she won't, maybe my hands will do the rest?

Lucky for her, she got me. Clearing his throat, she said, "Mr. Perez, Could you get another chair next to our room? They have less students and therefore an emty sits."

"Alright Ma'am." He said then tilted his head at my direction. "The sit is yours, lady." He bended his body forwards as his right hand curved down towards his navel.

I sat down with lots of murdering ideas in my head.

"Alright! Listen, Going back to our topic..." The lessons continues.

My phone beeped. Thalia texted me.

'Zack is with me now. Yaaaa I never doubted you!! I know you can save Zack's stupid ass :D '

'You know, you can just said thank you for saving your dear crush named Zackary.'

I could clearly imagine how Thalia's rosy cheeks to turns into more red-chili cheeks.

'Shut up Vivian Ellaine!'

I chuckled.

"What's so funny Ms. uhh..what's your na---"

Guess she'll die after.

"Thalia." I said with my eyes locked to my phone.

Then she continued again explaining things I'm not not interested.

'Guess what' I replied.

'What?'

'Ivy.'

'Ivy who?' I sighed to her replied.

'Myghad Thalia. This is not a fucking knock-knock joke.'

'Ooh hahaha my bad. I thought you learned how to become humorous. :D'

'Ivy's my prof.'

'WHAT?!' I face palmed out of irritation. Why she'd texted me 'what' when I knew she read it clearly??

'Fuck you.'

'HAHAHAHA. short-tempered! I mean really?! So she's serious when she said she'll find a job :D'

'What's with the ":D" emoticon?'

'Zack's using it these past few days:D'

Ughh.

'Hey! say hi for me to Ivy!'

'Why don't you text her?'

'She's so weird that she'll just replied 'What's your name again?' and it pisses me off to the point that my newly bought Cellphone got broken when I throw it.'

'Ahh.'

This stupid bitches these days. They're like in the process of puberty again. Being addicted to a thing that's new to them.

'You know---' I stopped texting when I smells the strawberry again. This time, I'm real sure that it was the same as---The doors open with the flirty guy behind it holding a chair.

He smiled when he caught me staring at him.

No..Is he...

He went straight at my back and put down his chair.

No he's not. He smelled like mint chocolate.

I roamed around my eyes, hoping I could see someone putting some perfume or putting it back to its pouch bjt to no avail.

The nerd guy brushed off his shoulder as leaned backwards that blocked my gaze.

Why I'm so into finding the guy from the party? Does this make sense?

"Class dismiss. Ms..Uh.."

Damn you Ivory.

"Whatever, come with me to my office."

To be continued...