Luckily I had reached right before sir had entered the class. Now the lecture ended and I was gathering my notes from the desk when I heard my name,
Professor Duke.
"Meet me at my office!."
And at that moment I knew I was screwed.
"s..sure sir" I replied helplessly.
Ugh
Professor Duke always points at me. Plus, I have had nothing since the morning. My stomach growled at that very moment. Poor thing I rubbed it to make it feel bett- Oww
I bumped into something hard.
I lost my balance to the slippery floor and squeezed my eyes due to the intense pain.
"Oh my!" I heard someone say
I slowly looked up with one eye and saw a tall figure standing right above me. He looked dashingly hot with his honey color hair and his dark green buttoned shirt. And those ocean blue eyes, they were just...I can be a good observer sometimes.
"It's rude to stare though"
I hadn't noticed his hand which he offered in order to help me. I smiled sheepishly and placed my hand in his and got up. I slowly took hold of my bag.
",..thank you?" I said unsure what to say more. He smiled at that.
"you sure you okay?"
"yes, I think so," I massaged my shoulder a bit.
"Cool. I am Ethan, Ethan Carter" And with that, he brought his hand forward again.
" Azalea Parker." I shook hands with him.
"Okay then, everything set," he assured with a thumbs up
He left and joined his friends but, I didn't even move an inch. I just couldn't.
shoot
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Professor Duke had slipped away from my mind. I am definitely screwed this time.
And like I had said, he kept me working till my last bit of stamina. He made me do all his work which was left incomplete. It took me so much time to complete all of it. My body aces from every corner.
Ugh
As I dragged myself out of the department, a chill ran down my spine. It was a cold evening. I quickly put on my beanie back on and looked for the driver. He should have been here by now. I could hardly stand plus it was getting cold every second.
I had planned to celebrate Mia's birthday at her favorite restaurant. But now I look like a person who had just walked a marathon...
I spotted my driver. I sighed.
I texted Mia that it will take me some time and her reply came soon.
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I was outside her apartment and had been calling her for the past fifteen minutes now. she was making it worse. So I got off the car and walked inside the building and soon reached her apartment. Now knocking at the door, tapping my shoes waiting for her to open. A courier came and asked if this was Mia Parker's apartment. I nodded and took the box from him. It was indeed for her as her name was written on it with bold letters. But something else caught my eyes. The sender's form was filled with only "yours truly beloved..." and nothing else.
That got me stuck.