My Teacher's Secret Touch

Chapter Three - Apologies All Sides

I was hoping that today would be better. I only had history and I hated the fact that last night I couldn't even concentrate on that stupid English thing I had to do.

I got up and went to freshen up before Hannah did and took the whole year.

When I was done I went to the kitchen to make myself some noodles.

The kitchen door opened slowly and I watched as Hanna snuck in holding her heels by her hands... Trying to walk as quietly as she could.

I cleared my throat and she jumped, "oh God.. You are awake."

I looked at my wristwatch, "it's 7:30.. My class starts at 8:30.."

She sighed, "of course miss... perfect."

I heard her loud and clear but I decided to ignore her because she seemed like she was still drunk from wherever she came from.

She scoffed when I didn't say anything and walked to her bedroom.

From then, I mentally decided to myself that I'd never allow any person to make me react to their remarks about me. So no matter how much they offended me. I was going to be the bigger person and not say anything in return. Just keep quiet and keep going. I wasn't going to entertain any of them.. Including Hannah and Louis. They can think whatever they want about me and my life.

I went to my bedroom and took my library card with. Going to the library after my class was going to do me good. I needed to read something before I went insane.

History class was amazing as always and he made it even more fun by including some activities that will make us remember what we studied.

Professor Spancer was teaching us history. That was him. And now I remember him calling for professor Wright the other day. Were they close friends? Or just colleagues? Or more?

"that's all for class today.. I need you guys to prepare something for tomorrow.. You get to tell us a story about you.. Make it interesting and pretend to have been the best in this life... Write the perfect biography about yourself."

A biography.. That was interesting.

We all got up, "oh thank you sir..."

I slowly collected my books and put them in my bag. Couldn't believe that today I was done with myy classes. But I had library to look forward to and some English thing to also do. So I won't be that bored.

"hey Spancer... You done...?" a very familiar voice said and I lifted my head up and saw her. She was wearing a black pencil skirt with a white blouse and heels today. She looked so elegant and beautiful it was intimidating.

I stupidly tried to think about what she was probably wearing yesterday and if it was heels or if I hurt her. f**k me..

I quickly got my things and was about to leave when my name was called, "oh Adams wait.."

"yes Professor?" I said and still wondered why two amazing professors were deciding to be at college instead of just teaching at a university or something higher.. I mean if Spancer was this good and they were friends I assumed she's was as good too if not more..

"I want you to meet Jessica..."

What? He wanted her to meet me for what? Was she his wife?

I slowly went there feeling a bit embarrassed. I felt like she could tell that I was that stupid kid who ran her over at the canteen yesterday.

"professor?"

"oh hi... Precious.. Right?" she responded instead and I swallowed, "Mrs Wright.."

She smiled, "it's actually Miss.... "

"oh great.. You guys know each other already.. She's one of the best in my class.." Spancer said and I furrowed my brows at him, "come on Professor.. I've only been in your class for two days.. And I probably spoke twice..." it wasn't twice. I spoke a bit in his class coz it was interesting and amazing but I didn't want him putting me on a spot like that...worse in her presence.

"and I can't wait to see what you have for me tomorrow... She always has something interesting and I gave them a task.. I can't wait to see what she'll write." he said and his phone started ringing, cutting him off. He smiled and answered it leaving me with Jessica. Fuck..

I looked at my fingers nervously. Should I start apologizing now?

"ahh so I guessed right. You are a nerd.." she said and I sighed, "really? You guessed that I'm a nerd?"

She smiled, "yeah I kinda did.. How are you?"

'Embarrassed that I ran into you yesterday and I didn't even notice.... And now you think I'm a nerd.. God..' I thought to myself and then looked at her, "good.. And I'm not sure if I should be offended by you thinking my social skills suck or what?"

Her face immediately turned, "oh God no, I didn't mean it in a bad way.. I just meant you probably engage in a field obsessively.. Or maybe with greater detail.. You're probably too smart for someone your age.. That kind of a nerd. The one who knows too much that you won't notice when they don't even know.."

My heart melted at her saying that. So she thought I was smart and not socially awkward. Good. That would have broke my heart to hear that she thinks so horribly of me when I stupidly think the world about her.

I smiled a bit, “thank God.. And umh.. I'm not smart.. " I mentally hit my forehead after saying that loud, what was it with me and not being able to take compliments from people. I quickly cleared my throat and smiled, "how are you though Professor?"

"I'm good too. Are you sure that you're good?"

I ached my brow at her, "what do you mean?"

"yesterday I think I bumped into you in the cafeteria... And you just kept going.. "

If I was white, my face would be all red with embarrassment. I closed my eyes and cursed a 1000 times in my head, "I am so sorry about that. I only noticed when I was three floors down that it was actually you. And I was too late to come back and apologize. I'm sorry. I wanted to come and say that to you."

She nodded her head, "it's okay I guess, as long as you're really okay..."

We stood there awkwardly not knowing what to say.. I mean I didn't know how to respond to that. Was I really okay?

"hey Jessi..." Professor Spancer said and we both looked at him. He had his phone on his chest, "raincheck for tonight please.. Sorry I have to be somewhere."

Professor Wright waved him off, "oh no worries. I guess I will see you tomorrow then."

I waved at my professor, "see you tomorrow Professor.."

"stop calling me that Adam's and yes see you both tomorrow." he said then went back to his phone call.

I looked at Professor Wright still feeling a bit embarrassed, "umh... Yeah.. So... bye professor.." and I went out without waiting for her response. I wanted myself out of her sight. My face was still burning with embarrassment.

"hey.. Adams..." she called out for me and I cursed a bit before slowly turning around to look at her with a small fake smile, "Professor Wright?"

"umh... Are sure you okay?" she asked joining me as we started walking down the corridors.

Confused as to where that came from, I nodded slowly trying to get it, "yes.. I am."

"are you sure?"

"why?"

She shrugged, "you just didn't seem okay yesterday... So I want to make sure that you're.."

I was flattered, so much that I almost told her that they were bitching around to me. But I decided to go about this the okay way, being nice and all. I didn't want to chase her away by telling her way too much information about what happened. She'll probably think I'm too boring like they all do.

"I'm okay now thank you. I just argued with someone yesterday and they kinda pissed me off.. I'm really sorry that I did that to you. I'm not always like that.."

"so what are you always like Precious Adams? Smart and making good impressions?"

I blushed, "umh... " not knowing what to say again, but she kept quiet and didn't say anything, definitely waiting for me to respond. I smiled, "well I'm nothing like that.. you know. I'm just simple boring me.. One actual reason why I was arguing with this person. I'm boring..."

"what? They said you're boring?"

"not directly," I nodded my head then continued, "they called me stuck up coz I'm always studying or reading in my room instead of joining them in their too much parties.."

I watched her as she slowly nodded her head, "what? You don't want to party?"

"no.. God no.."

She ached her brows a bit seeming surprised, "why Adams?"

That seemed to be a tricky question and at the back of my head I stupidly didn't want to give her the wrong answer or make a bad impression of myself.

I swallowed a bit, "umh.. I just... I don't see why I really should. Loud music, alcohol, drugs.. I honestly am not into that and I won't be judgy if someone does it, so I'd appreciate if they would not be judgy if I decide to be stuck up.. You know.. It's my life so I shouldn't live it how they want me to."

Her face warmed up a bit as she started smiling,"oh I totally get you. That's true. I wish people could respect each other too for their differences and not descriminate or offend because they live differently than them. But also, they probably want you to go out with them so they can get to know you."

I took in what she was saying and nodded my head,"yeah... That too but a party isn't a place to know me.. The library, the museum, walks in the park, watching movies.. Those are good ways to get to know me coz I'm in my zone and comfortable.. I'm way too boring for parties."

"really..? You call all that boring?" she asked and I shrugged, "it is in their books.."

She laughed, "you are very fascinating Adams.. I mean what teenager doesn't want to go to a party... Worse a first year student.. You guys usually want to party until you die."

I stopped in front of the library and smiled at her. "one that's a nerd Professor Wright..?"

She lifted her eyes up to see our surroundings and then giggled a bit when she saw where we were, "a true nerd I see. Got anything you're reading?"

I shook my head, "not at the moment no, I'm just here for the quietness. It's so loud when I'm in my dorm I can't even concentrate on my books or my school work. So I'll be here to try and do everything before they close."

She looked at her wrist watch, "ahh.. I have a class in 15 minutes.. So I guess I'll see you around campus.."

I smiled, "I hope so Professor."

"Don't kill yourself with books okay. Sometimes you do need some fresh air.."

I laughed and waved her off, "I'm a nerd.."

She laughed too and turned away to leave. My heart skipped a bit as the sound of her laughter faded and I watched her leave. She was just so amazing...and understanding. I couldn't believe that she actually talked to me and called me a nerd in a good way.. Oh and also she was worried if I was okay. Was she like this with everyone?

Someone opened the library door and looked at me, "are you going to walk in or should I just let you keep day dreaming."

I snapped out of my thoughts and got inside, "sorry.."

I took out Nelson Mandela A Biography as soon as I was there. A book by Martin Meredith talking about Mandela's life, his upbringing, him joining the African National Congress and later being arrested and sent to Robben Island and then later on his presidency in 1994.

This book was going to give me a clear indication of how I should write my own biography. I knew that I wasn't as perfect or as successful as Mandela was, but it would give me an idea of what I should talk about..

I went to the nearby table and started reading it.

'oh man.. You saw that.. It was so fun. We should do it again.' I heard someone whisper so loud.

I furrowed my brows and looked around. I couldn't see anyone but they were still whispering talking about a party they should go to and how amazing it would be to go again.

I tried to read again but they kept going,' yeah it will be amazing. And apparently that hotty who performed during the Orientation is going to perform at this party. God he is so cute.'

I rolled my eyes and sighed, "can you guys keep quiet.. The library is for reading."

"we are quiet..Can't you hear?" one responded back and I sighed and went back to my book.

' I f*****g hope he is single.. He could get it any second from me.' one of them kept going and I stood up and shoved my books in my bag.

For f***s sake. A person can't have peace in their own room and even in the library. What was wrong with people in this place. Was partying and s*x the only think they thought about and wanted?

I went to the lady at the front table and borrowed the Mandela book. She smiled at me, "enjoy."

"thank you.. Bye.." I said then left her there.

As I walked to my dorm I prayed there won't be too much noise tonight because I needed to wrote two things. We have English tomorrow, so that lecturer was probably going to ask for whatever thing he gave us.

"I didn't see you today.. " a voice said behind me and my mood changed for worse as soon as I saw who it was.

He lifted both his hands up, "hey.. Look.. The guy you've been interacting with.. That's not me.. I am so sorry I was a jerk to you before."

I furrowed my brows at him trying to get what he was saying. He handed me his hand for a shake, "hi.... I am Louis Young.. And I'd like for us to start over.. Because I think we really started on the wrong foot.. I love sports with all my heart and I also love singing. I have been here studying a different thing but I decided to do teaching this year.. And my family thinks I'm crazy and stupid..."

I swallowed not knowing what to do or say. He smiled, "my hand is kinda getting heavy waiting for you... I can't hold it up forever."

I found myself smiling a bit at that. I gave him my hand and we shook them.

"I am Precious Adams... Just basic.. I love watching movies, taking walks in the park, all sorts of art and reading.. Just basic boring things..."

He smiled, "great... But I'm sure you love food too.."

"yeah... God how can I forget that."

He brushed his thumb on top of my hand and smiled, "it's nice to meet you Precious.. And I'd love for us to go get some food sometimes and get to know each other."

I smiled at him, "alright Young.. We can do that."

"tonight?" he said and I furrowed my brows at him. Wasn't he supposed to be performing at a party?

"don't you have plans tonight?" I asked not wanting to tell him that I was listening to girls whisper about how hot he was and how much they'd do him.

He nodded his head, " I do.. But I'll cancel. Like I said. I'd really like to know you."

I was flattered by that, I smiled even wider, "alright then Louis.. I'll see you tonight."

He kissed the back of my hand, "thank you.. You won't regret this."

I nodded my head a bit while mentally thinking I really better not regret it.