JULIE"Even in the class, nobody fascinated me as much as you did. You're a bright student. Though you struggled with a lack of focus, I could never ignore that you always did pretty well in exams. The shyest, the most afraid of me, you always sat in a corner, near the window, looking out through the window, looking fascinated like angels are descending from above, while I was mesmerized by you… always…" I feel my heart skipping a few beats at his words. He does not know but he is taking me to new heights by praising me like that. He noticed too much, did he not? But I am not complaining about that. I am strangely feeling good to know that it was not only me who kept stealing glances at him and noticing the things about him like his amazing scent, the difference between his gentle tone and aggressive tone, and much more. "I wish I could ignore everything and spend time with you but couldn't," he shrugs, "but I'm now… glad," he shrugs at the word softly, "so happy and satisfied tha
JULIE"Yeah, sure. Call me Nick or Nicholas," he suggests and heat coats my cheeks when I realize he just asked me to use his pet name if I like. "Okay.. so how about — um… Nick?" I say, almost whispering the words. I am not sure if I sound pleasant or nervous. Whatever it is, I am surely nervous right now. His name is pretty, to be honest. Nicholas — a Greek name, if the knowledge is still in my mind. And it means the "victory of people". It is a strong and bold name, perfect for a bold and humble man like him. When I call him, he smiles at me gently. He nods his head. "Your voice is soft and pleasant. Don't be nervous. My name never sounded this pretty till you called it," he says, giving me another reason to blush hard. He uses his words brilliantly. He knows what makes me feel good and he is always sincere in everything he does, and everything he speaks. With that nature, he just does not earn respect from me, but from others also. Everybody is now aware of his kindness and
JULIEThe day was good. It was hectic, too. Today, out of four teachers on the daily schedule, three teachers made us test for half an hour and then taught us till the end of the periods. It was indeed hectic but I was ready for all of them. And today no teacher even insulted me by picking me up for not focusing in class. My focus is better now. All thanks to him. Mr Taylor in front of everyone and Nick in private. Right now, I am with my dear cousins in Jeremy's car. Jeremy is driving and Blue is sitting next to me. I am looking out through the window and Blue is listening to music on her mobile. Her headphones are sitting on her head and her eyes are closed. But suddenly, I feel a tap on my shoulders. It gets my attention easily. I turn to look at Blue. She is already staring at me with a secret smile on her lips. Her headphones are not on her head anymore. They are in her lap. Her mobile is off. "What?" I almost mumble. "Just wanted to ask you something!" She shrugs, grinnin
JULIE"Okay, we won't! But I was going to ask about the party that Mal wants to throw tonight! Are you coming, Jules?" Blue asks, referring to the party that Malcolm was indeed wanting to throw tonight. He asked us. He invited me and the Bradley siblings but he was doubtful if I would accept his offer. Yet he threw the invitation at me. Only because once again his parents are not home, he is throwing the party to which he invited most of the friends he has in Silver Valley High. I know Nicole would be present there, flaunting her manicured hands and fluttering her huge and fake eyelashes. "What about you?" I ask Blue, sounding serious all of a sudden. "Yes, I will be there. You know I love parties!" She chirps in a sing-song manner. "Okay then, I'd be there, too," I say, releasing a soft sigh. I am still not used to crowded places. I do not like parties at all. I was not there at the last party that Malcolm threw before the exams. Blue was angry with me. She wanted me to be the
JULIEDante? What is he doing here? The restroom is not for males, first of all, so I can understand why he came to meet me. That was his purpose. But I wonder what he wants to talk to me about. "Hi," he says. He smiles at me. His blue eyes do not twinkle like they used to do when we were together so it is easy for me to realize that he is still the same as when we departed. Great! I do not want him to catch feelings for me all of a sudden. "Hi, what are you doing here?" I ask, frowning a bit. I feel sorry for my stupid tongue. I should not ask this straight to anyone. He would be thinking that I just want to leave any time. "Nothing… um, I just wanted to meet you. I saw you coming here so I just followed you," he says normally. But is it normal to follow a girl to the ladies' washroom? But I won't complain. I should not forget that Dante has a short temper. I do not want him to be angry with me all of a sudden. "Okay," I smile at him. It is an awkward situation and I know my
JULIEAll thanks to Dante that my mood is ruined now. I want to leave the party. So I go to find Blue but she is nowhere in sight. Not even Jeremy. I do not think I should go to search for them so I text them that I am leaving. I do not even need a car because I can walk back to my house. If my fate is colourful, then probably I can find a taxi. I pray I will get one. With that idea, I leave the noisy hall. Malcolm catches me outside his house. He was just coming inside, holding two soda cans in his hands and a girl was coming with him, walking beside him."Hey, Jules! Where are you going, hm?" He asks, grinning at me. He looks a bit wasted because his eyes are red. "Leaving," this is all I say. I am tired and the heels are hurting my feet. "Already tired, hm? If given a chance, baby, I can make you feel good," he offers. "No, it's fine, Mal. Take care of Nicole, first!" I say, rolling my eyes. He laughs. "Sure!" He throws his head back. I do not find anything funny here. "Okay
JULIEI thought it would be difficult to handle Nicolas' angry or possessive side but it was not at all like that. I am glad that he did not make any strange decisions without listening to me. Rather he listened to me calmly.And not only that, but he did not even push this matter further. He did not even interrogate me much about Dante. Fortunately, he understood that I do not like to talk about him. So he let go of that topic and never brought it to on surface once again. Instead, he just asked me something else."By the way, what are you wearing?" I turn my gaze from the window to him. Both of us are very close to my house. My house is just a short distance from here. "Um… what?" I ask, unable to understand the meaning of his question. I look down at myself and find nothing wrong."The dress, isn't it too revealing?" He asks, his tone does not bother to hide its distaste when he talks about my dress. Though I have worn a jacket above, I know he can imagine the dress inside. An
JULIE I nod slowly and then move slightly to pull down my black lacy panties. His eyes set on it, watching me peeling off the lacy fabric down my long legs. He swallows hard, as I notice the small movement. I am turning hot, more than necessary. Once done, I put it aside and look at him for the next command. "Good, now bend over my lap," this is more shameless and makes my heart skip a beat. Though it is very wrong. Very wrong to have this all with your professor, it feels very right to blur every 'wrong' thing in my head. Every thought that doubts his intentions right now, I want to live that very thought, each one of them. Without even complaining to him.I glance at him, finding one of his legs hanging through the bed while the other is folded on the bed. His sleeves are already rolled up and the first two buttons of his white shirt are undone, giving him a sexy look. I can see the tight muscles of his chest, just the way I can see the prominent view of his veins on his arms.