A Man with the stylish clear glasses entered the class, the hazel fox eyes which were charismatic enough for any lady to be on her knees. The mildly shaved bearded jawline, he was a man in his late twenties or early thirties. The athletic build and he would be probably 6 feet.
He was clearly looking at me and asking the whole class. It wasn't supposed to be like that but the Bachelorette's were being taught by Mr. Reneta Artron . He had photographic memory which includes the fact that he remembered each face and the bachelorette's were being under him since their fresher year.
"Excuse me aren't you all going to apologise for interrupting my class with your presence" He said while clearing his throat.
A string of confusion ran through me because I could tell he wasn't looking at me but the other girls at end of the classroom.
"LEAVE BEFORE I BANISH YOUR ID CARDS"
Without stopping I followed the other girls outside. I demanded an explanation since I was new to the department.
"Is their something wrong with that professor?"
A girl with the long lashes asked,"Are you new here?"
"I um- It is mentioned here that this is the lecture room" I replied hesitantly,
"Babe, lemme see", she asked my time table of the classes.
"you're in the wrong building, this is Architectural block and the M. Communication block is just at the back", she corrected me and told me the directions to my building.
As she was about to leave, I asked her about the situation earlier,"I don't know the situation in the class earlier was awkward and thanks for your help"
I thanked her properly and demanded an explanation about the situation earlier.
"Actually Prof. Artron is Vienna's fiancé and she just wanted to check upon him because of her possessiveness"
Vienna? I reminded myself not to get too much involved in the matter and resisted myself not to ask much.
"I think it's time for my next class", I gestured toward my watch as I took the other direction.
"Hey! Don't get involved with Mr. Artron, vienna could make it messy" she warned me.
"Hmm"
"There's no way I would want to involve with anyone, I just want to simply live or survive"
"Vienna"
"Hah, I'm not a fool"
And with those words, I took my leave and went to my next class. The classes were almost done but I have to take extension lectures for the collection of my project assignment.
I searched around ten pages of available lectures by every teacher and a familiar name was written on it.
"Prof. Reneta Artron, the whole session were full already" I decided on scrolling down and saw another lecture which were open.
"let's book Prof. Kidman's lecture"
The extension classes were about general topics and the information given will be useful in the project assignment.
As I entered the class, it was almost empty except for a few people.
I spotted Prof. Kidman giving her general speech about the things involved. She continued for an hour and finally I was ready to go home. I switched my laptop off while packing the other stuff.
Prof. Kidman appointed the deadline for the submission of the project assignment, it was an individual project so I had nothing to be worried about.
After the classes I had to join my institute for teaching the students. The school students who take extra classes after class to get into the prestigious universities.
The institute pays well but it is not enough for my monthly expenses and the fees.
"I guess I've to become a scholarship candidate"
I went to the institute to take classes but the staff room was looking intense. Something was wrong and it was written all over their face.
"Excuse me what is going on?" I asked hesitantly, the senior tutor looked at me with rage.
"BECAUSE OF YOU I'M GETTING KICKED OUT"
That's a good thing, I wasn't even comfortable with her attitude. I tried to hide my smile.
"I'm sorry? What?"
She came stomping her feet on the floor and held the collar of my shirt.
"You and i joined at the same time but they're deciding to keep you because you are young and they don't want a old hag like me"
"Mrs. Walter please release my shirt" i requested on her firmly.
She released her collars and stormed out of the room.
"Mrs. Keith what happened to her?" I asked the other lady standing over the other side.
"The committee decided on removing Mrs. Walter because of the complaint posted by a student, they accused her of hitting the children" she explained the situation but the fact that it was all fabricated and I'm saying that because I know who must have done this.
"Alan"