Chapter Three

Words are declaring a war against me. They are about to come but my body is not buying them to leave, This action is so pulverizing , So ! Tinging into my mind, that strange man, and his behaviour towards Juana, let me think about his mysterious way, and at a de facto ,

I remembered Juana calling him Druggist, how she came to know that the Hoodie was a druggist? And that packet of cocaine ! How come she got it hold? Many planets of query were revolving around my mind's orbit, and I still was not answered,

but it's not the right place and the right time, to ask just kept my mouth sealed. My question pairing eyes looked for Juana , that cut was half a dip ! I helped her to stand ! Her feet were not supporting,

I think he pushed her with his great might! But how could one man can push a woman, that was really deteriorating , I need to talk to him but not like Juana's , There's many different yet formal way of talking, that's why I recommended Juana but she heard me off, and now her state is pitiable, she is wincing in great pain! And it would be because her head was almost smacked by the nearer Elmira , mighty to her fortune , she was saved! We need to rush Dispensary room !

"Ah! God! It's going to explode my head ! Valen!" She was crying in very dilate tone. I kept her one shoulder over my hand and other on my waist, dispensary is towards the left and I had to attend my English lit. Class which is on second right near the botany lab,

I checked my wrist watch! "It's gonna take 10 minutes ! Fucked!' I mumbled with my brow.

" My ass! That bloody druggist , is such is....ouch ...that suck as a swine !" Juana will be no in peace until she had to be put in bed, and here I m sandwiched under the situation! What should I do?

"Ju, I think Miss Betty! Is in charge ! Would like to have some rest there! Med room is although best for you to recover !" My suggestion gave her some time to think, and she accepted my offer.

"I think! Med room is perfect, but I will not gonna leave him, he had to pay for his deed, how! ....gawddd ! My headache, but that druggist , that trencher ....." She was about to speak about her druggist and I stopped her, prohibited her .

"I will see you afterwards, till then take rest,and ....stop about him! He is no one to matter us, I had to run for Lit., it's class is going to take place!" I patted her on the shoulder to which she respond , I got a shock Juana Graves was silently nodding, no bitebacking, no comments, was she really seemed to be okay? May be ! I m thinking too much, avoiding any unnecessary thoughts, I panicking with fear bolted in the doorstep of the English Lit.

"And that's why Salvatore is the great work of Somerset Maugham , "

"May I Come in, Mr. Murphy !" My voice invaded the session of the on going class, and Mr. Murphy the lecturer of English lit, a professor of age 45 or less , just stopped his lecture and he scanned me with his light brown eyes ,

You know why I was afraid of intervening, because this was the class of Mr. Douglas G. Murphy, there my tongue even got struck on the wave of his name, Douglas Murphy, was a man eater, although he never bite your flesh, but he would bite you at every places of your concerned qualities, like self respect, if you have any! Confidence level, which is doomed of mine, he had got the Bird's view catch me eyes,

and at this time, they were practically shooting daggers towards me, I was getting nervous, the whole class was whispering something about me , there was tension stretching me apart between a brassbound professor and bunch of the monkeys like students , who practically either laugh or make fun of you, especially, Boys of Lapwing are the hungry hawk ,

they will notice you and you with every soldering tools of their fixed two pupils, smirking, winking and teasing with fingers, practically, I had to been in this classification, and all upon them was Professor Murphy , tall height of 6 feet with beige colour type, he had all copper colour of hair, curly from front part and then all adjacent to ear,

An ogre with his hench and i was a sacrifice in his cult, he would baffled meticulous dominating man with meticulous sets of rule, had been always on striking manner with me, even at every lectures he would had been taken, had poked me and had insulted me for numerous times, this was like a daily routine of mine,

If I had given a corrected answer than also he wouldn't stop chasing me, that if I cheated from someone's answer, my literary debating skills are poor, I am a heedless weed of indigo, which is cultivated on field but barren the field, that is what I was for him,

all bare to produce, he wanted to remove me as byproduct of any industrial waste, For him, I was a useless and nonsense girl! Who was best friended with a tom boy Juana Graves, a biggest eye sore for Mr. Murphy, Juana Graves and Mr. Murphy are like the cobra and the Mongoose , never ever get along, But what was the most astonishing thing , is every time Juana Graves manages herself to pass his cognitive piece of question paper, god knows, this man ! Every times managed to set the toughest question paper , and Juana was not a study material although, I wonder sometimes, how she managed to pass.

"Miss Valentina Timothy Lockhart ! Such a long name .....very vast and ....guess what! It takes umm! David just provide me with seconds taken to spell her name ?" He tilted his long head to the David Westley, a nerd , spectacular chipmunk, and it become all out of limit , when David took out his calculator, spelled my name , and checked for minutes,

"Professor , it's just 4 seconds!" That David, adjusting his round shaped spectacles , he bridged his nose and told to Douglas.

"See Valentina, it's just 4 second, not even millisecond, but when we have Duchess of Sussex , what could be said, being late, makes you Dull, William Shakespeare wrote, " Being three hours too soon, than a minute to late !" I think Miss Lockhart, they forgot to mention about you?" And a prickling smile fused in his pungent tone,

"Professor, I was on time, but Juana met with an incident!" Trying not to sound irking, I gladly said to my churlish teacher.

"Oh ! So again it is do with Ms Graves. Ah hah! What took to hire her an incident, even if she herself was an incident , looking over the report of Miss Graves 's attendance record Class!" And he took an attendance sheet from his drawer and flagged it towards the class, "she had only attended 30 classes out of 120, just 30 and 30 and 30 less!" Whole class filled with an echoing laughter and I immediately hung my head! Out of shame.

"How are you feeling about Miss Graves, Valentina? Her every month session of running errands of excuses, is a sucking fat lie and upon all this , you had joined your name, just go and seat down beside Bench Number 10th, " he barked and I swiftly clutching my bag moved myself to squatter the 10th bench, passing many alleged stares and whispering of students,

And took a deep breath , when I matched myself with the seat, A cornered one , which had a window beside it , and a beautiful View of Barnabas valley could be seen out of the window, but then I heard my beside chair been dragged forcefully by someone, and at that time I noticed the man, he was that hoodie, Oh lord! So he was attending my class, and how come profession Murphy have him his mercy to that Man,

and he finally took of his hood, his broad fingers were like a tip of scissors, long and Lacey ! He had a tanned olive complexion, with Hazel eyes, his eyelashes were 4 times thicker than mine, and he had the sharp nose like , a sword , his eyebrows even hold a perfect Arch, a pink lips to tease me to kiss, his face was long and sturdy, all manly , holds an attitude of solicitation,

he had previously proved that "Don't Dare to mess me!" Attitude, when he was standing , I was reading , I was studying his sculpted face, god pardon me , if I blamed but his chiseled face had an aura, his hairs had a morning style , jet black, he looks like an Irish, although he had some light beared on his angular face, a black hoodie, and a formulating grey pant, all bare chest! Up to three buttons opened , to give me a view of his adroit Thorax,

I gulped for 5 to ten times, he avoided me like a plague , and I was continuously gawking at him, my brown eyes seemed traitorous towards me . Professor Murphy was blabbering something, which was out of my comprehension.

"Miss Valentina Lockhart ! " and there was a loud thumped on the desk, I sprung, Professor's eye were again flooded with fire, "What's your problem Miss Lockhart?" He said in a very much intimidating voice, I bolted up and Stand up, "professor ! I , ..." My words are really having a war to me, I was choked.

"Get out of my class , Now ! " Professor Murphy literally fired me, and I was running out low for attendance, even my self respect was brutally murdered by professor in front of that Hoodie Man, who was again very silent and serious, he is an angry young Man, never speaks I guess, his eyes are focused towards the table, he never at once looked at me,

"Sorry, professor, I , was paying attention to you, I mean !" Busted!! I can't defend myself, I m so futile .

"What does Hamlet's soliloquy means at Act I , in Hamlet explain me this..

"O that this too too solid flesh would melt,

Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew!

Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd

His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! O God!

How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable

Seem to me all the uses of this world!

Fie on't! O fie! 'tis an unweeded garden,

That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature

Possess it merely."

I was feeling weedy and wished that If I could bury myself deep in the grave grounds, because this Drama of Hamlet was such a intriguing thing, that I can't explain it.

but then a thrust banged the desk , and I lifted myself , away from the sound, it was him ,

" Hamlet speaks these lines after witnessing the teaming of the Claudius and Gertrude in court, then being asked by his mother and stepfather not to return to his studies at Wittenberg rather than to stay in Denmark, against his wishes.

Here, Hamlet thinks for the first time about suicide (desiring his flesh to "melt," and wishing that God had not made "self-slaughter" a sin), saying that the world is "weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable." In other words, suicide seems like a desirable alternative to live in a painful world, but Hamlet feels that the option of suicide is closed to him because it is forbidden by the bible."

Finally ! He explained the all lines and detached him from the class, by leaving the class , even Professor Murphy got trapped by him and Finally the class was over.....he came like a rain and bid me like a tornado...still we had a half encounter.