JULIEAlthough I turned red in front of Mr. Taylor because of that boy, I am also thankful to him on the other hand that because of him, I did not have to listen to Mr. Taylor's speech on discipline. Otherwise, my time could have been wasted on the pretext of listening to his speech. I arrive at the cafeteria and as Jeremy said, I find him standing at the counter, flirting with Elena, the girl who handles the counter. "The apron looks good on you," he says, the corner of his lips tugging up in a mischievous smirk. Elena smiles, shaking her head and continuing her work. She is used to this behavior of Jeremy. He flirts with each girl that catches his attention. But because of his handsome appearance and charming nature, no girl can even deny him. "Thanks, Jer," she says as she pulls out a cup in which she fills chocolate. She mixes it with ice cream and decorates it further while I reach Jeremy. "Hey, Jules," he grins, giving me his full attention. I give him a small smile and gre
JULIEThe bell rings and I get up from the bench. I hurriedly put my stuff into my knapsack and so does Blue. Other students start to take their leave, too, while I throw my knapsack on my back, turning to look at Blue. "You have a car, right?" I ask her. She turns to me, holding her knapsack. She nods her head, a hint of confusion on her face indicating why I asked that. I just shake my head with a smile, uttering, "No, it's just, I'll be staying here for a while.""But why?" She takes a step out of the desk and we begin walking to the door. The class is almost empty. Nobody likes to see Mrs. Carter's boring face. Her lecture is like a lullaby. "Um… I need to search for a few books in the library, so," I trail off, walking slowly with her. "It's okay. Just take care. Ask Jer to accompany you. He's also going to stay for football practice," she tells me and I give her a grateful smile. I know for what he is going to stay. "Okay then, have a great day," she moves to leave while I ma
JULIETwenty minutes are about to pass. I am chewing the back of my pen while thinking hard. I have almost solved the question but the last entry seems out of mind. I am unable to think which account should be debited and suddenly, I get the answer. I quickly write it down and the moment I am done, Mr. Taylor claps his hands, catching our attention. "The time is over. I'm collecting the sheets and tell me who else is done?" I steal a tizzy glance at Mr. Taylor before I start checking the answer. To his question, Nicole, Harley, Milan, and Ace raise their hands. They get the work of collecting sheets and as I am sitting on the first bench, he towers over me, putting his hands in front of me, asking for the sheet. "Yeah, just a second!" I utter and quickly check my answer in case I am missing something to add. I am not sure about my answer either but small mistakes can also lead to big problems. And when I am his most hated student, he won't leave even a single chance to harass me.
JULIEI am standing outside the staff room. I am nervous. Or I say more than nervous right now. I keep fiddling with the hem of my shirt while I anxiously tap my foot. I do not know why I am so nervous. It is just Mr. Taylor, my accountancy professor then why am I afraid of him like he is a Titan? Yes, he is just a human being. Claiming my mind, I turn to go inside. I look up at the room and find two teachers there. One of them is Mr. Taylor and he is typing something on his mobile screen. The other one is Mr. Orlando, as I steal a glance at him. He is also using his mobile. Oh yeah, they have nothing to do right now. I push myself to ask for permission when Mr. Taylor raises his head and nods in my direction, saying, "Come in, Ms. Dawson." I go inside and it is then Mr. Orlando looks at me. I wish him a good afternoon to which he wishes back with a smile that is very handsome. Mr. Orlando is another famous professor in our college. He teaches maths and many girls are head over he
JULIEWhen I told my father that I wanted to go to the mall alone for shopping, his reaction was as if every emotion in his body had retired except surprise. "What? But Jules, you know I can come with you," he says and I watch him with narrowed eyes. Sometimes my dad is overprotective. He loves his little princess a lot. But he should understand that his princess is not going to stay little forever. "Yes, dad, I know but you know I want to go alone. Come on, I can handle it. And it is not that I am going alone for the first time for shopping." I shrug, taking my steps to the couch in the living room. There lies my lovely white purse with a metal strap chain. "Of course, you can handle it. And let me correct you, You have gone shopping without my permission before also." He folds his arms on his chest, his muscles flexing a bit as they can catch anybody's attention because of him wearing a white t-shirt. "Yeah, yeah! And if you don't let me go alone, I will run away again by leavin
JULIEBlue wanted to ask me if I could go to a party with her in the evening but our banter led us off the topic and I was caught gossiping about Mr. Taylor. And because I was still staring at the TV screen, eating Doritos, my mind was only thinking about the day ahead. I do not know how I will be able to face Mr. Taylor after all this. I do not even deserve to apologize. Well, whether I should apologize or not, I have to be scolded by him. I sigh and reach to grab the cold drink. I am still frustrated. "Princess, what are you watching?" I hear my dad asking me from behind. I turn around, asking, "What, dad?" He is coming downstairs and his eyes are on the TV behind me. I frown slightly and turn back to the TV only to find an embarrassing sight. A couple started to make out and I had no idea what was happening. "Um… I'm-I'm sorry, it's just…" I reach to change the channel and hear my dad laughing from behind. He comes to sit beside me on the couch and continues laughing. "I was—
JULIEIt is over. Finally, the class is over and the student starts leaving the room with a tired face. Malcolm yawns and pats his lips, creating a aa baa baa sound that makes his friends laugh. "But I was totally bored of it!" He says, walking ahead but suddenly stops in front of me. He smirks and says, "Wow, I'd no idea you could bring an earthquake, Jules!" and laughs hard while throwing his head back. I roll my eyes, folding my arms on my chest. He chuckles and then leaves because he just realized that I won't answer him. Blue and Jeremy leave as well, passing me a small smile. I smile back at them and then it is the time to get my already ruined mood ruined more when I see Nicole coming in my direction. "Wow! Finally, you're at your place, the place you deserve…" she uttered, fluttering her eyelashes and I am so sick of it. She does not know but her fake big eyelashes look like a moth is fluttering its ugly wings. "Huh, fuck off!" I roll my eyes again and get her trembling in
JULIEFinding Mr. Taylor in his car — the car which is standing right beside me as he waits for me is quite hard to believe. Like, for me? Well, I am still contemplating if my theory is right or if this is a part of my morning dream fairyland fantasies. "Come inside," he says, proving my theory right but I am still thinking about it. Deeply. Do not take me wrong but he did things like insulting me, yelling at me, and threatening me, so it is hard to believe he is concerned about me. Though a corner inside me is seeing his bad treatment, another wants me to believe him and take the ride because I like this gentle side of him. "How much time are you going to take?" He cocks his brow, pulling me out of my thoughts. But that did not make him impatient. "Do you want to get sick?" He asks tauntingly and I quickly shake my head. "Then come inside," he says and I nod my head again. I scurry over to the door of his car. I get inside and a sigh of relief escapes me when warm air surrounds m