I quickly rush to the washrooms.
It's not like a feel the urge to go there but given the speed that I'm rushing to the washrooms, one would think I'm in dire need.
I saw something strange in class.
Someone.
And it was a little out of the ordinary that I don't know what to make of that.
When I get to the washrooms, I take a moment to stare at my refection in the mirror.
I must be going crazy.
I blink about two times just to make sure that I'm still awake.
I take off my glasses and wash my face in the sink. I just need the water on my face, just maybe I will get to wake up this time.
Or maybe it was just my imagination.
It goes wild at times.
But I know what I saw.
And that wasn't anything close to normal.
I take another moment to stare at my reflection when I hear the door creaking.
I don't bother to turn around because it's a washroom anyone could come in and go.
I watch through the mirror and I can see Lydia standing behind me with a look of, concern?
"Are you okay?" She asks and I crease my brows.
Lydia has never asked me that in a thousand years, metaphorically.
She barely talks to me, and when she does she's probably saying something mean or making fun of me, so this is a little surprising.
"Yea." I don't want to talk to her, because honestly, I'm not in the mood.
"Your new desk mate is good looking huh?" She has on a wide grin and I don't understand what she is trying to get to.
"He is not my desk mate, Maya is." I tell her and put my glasses back on.
I don't want to have a conversation with her, so I grab my stuff ready to leave but she stops me.
"I have an interest in him, I hope you won't try to get in between us."
Whoa! Okay.
I crease my brows pissed.
She's stupid.
I'm tempted to say something rude, but I opt not to.
The last time I crossed Lydia, she pulled my hair off, bruised my face and had my then boyfriend discontinued out of campus.
I don't want a repeat of that.
Especially the her pulling my hair part.
"He is all yours."
I say and walk out of the washroom without looking back.
I know she wanted to start some sort of fight with me but I won't be having any of that. She wants to pick a fight, she can try someone else.
I have a class in English literature, but at the moment I feel sick.
I don't think I want to attend another class.
Just when I'm walking down the corridor that leads to the main exit, I see the new guy and the lecturer somehow hiding by the corridor and they seem to be in a very heated argument.
Some instinct tells me to ignore them and just pass by, but the other one tells me to stop and eavesdrop.
I don't know how I'm convinced to follow the latter instinct.
So I move closer and they are behind a wall.
I can see them but I'm so sure they can't see me.
"You stay out of my way!" I can hear Mr. Eric the lecturer warn Arnold.
"No, you stay out of my way!" Arnold warns too. And I can see Eric chuckle.
"I'm the eldest, my job is to watch over you, staying out of your way won't help with that." The moment he says that, I gasp then I quickly cover my mouth when I realize the mistake I just made.
I'm glad when they don't seem to notice.
Eric said he was the eldest, I can't tell what he meant by that but could that be that they are brothers?
I listen in again.
"I'm not a kid anymore, you let me do my stuff without anyone interrupting, I got this."
I can see Eric raise a brow.
"Really?" He asks and Arnold nods.
"Yea."
"You don't seem to have. Your first day was already a fail."
"It wasn't."
"You already made a bad impression, you scared her." The moment he says that I can feel my heart beat faster.
I don't know what they are talking about, but a little part of my intelligence seems to put pieces together.
They are talking about me.
Or maybe not.
I can see Arnold lean closer to Eric and whispers something in his ear that I don't get.
Eric nods, looks around nervously and walks away.
How I wish I could hear what he had just told him.
Arnold leans on the wall once the lecturer is gone and scratches his head in frustration.
He turns to look at the direction I'm hiding and I can see him smirk then he clears his throat.
"You can come out now." He says and I look around trying to see who he is addressing.
I'm sure it's not me, because he can't see me.
"It's you I'm talking to, Bianca."
My eyes shoot open the moment he says my first name.
I didn't tell him my name and the lecturer had been addressing me by my sur name, so how the hell did he know my first name?
I take a moment to breath in and out before I shamefully drag myself out of my hiding place.
"Eavesdropping huh?" He asks and I try not to look at him.
He takes slow steps towards me and my heart is just racing.
I have been caught red handed and I just don't know how to get myself out of that situation.
I could lie yea, but I'm not so sure if he could believe me.
I still give it a shot.
"I was just passing by."
That lie was so fake that I don't even believe it myself.
He chuckles.
"Then you saw us talking and decided to listen in." I can tell by the tone of his voice he is not pleased with my behavior.
But I'm not in the mood for that.
I just had a day ruined by two people already and I wouldn't want to add him to the list.
"I didn't hear anything, I swear." Another white lie, that obviously wasn't working.
"Yea, sure."
And then a long silence follows. I don't know what he is thinking, and given how scared I have been of him since I saw him for the first time, he is probably thinking of ways to kill me or something.
"Why would you think I'd want to kill you?" He asks and I turn to look at him surprised, my mouth wide open.
I did not say that out loud.
"What?"
"You think I will kill you."
My heart is beating even faster and I'm really scared.
Did he just read my thoughts?
"I didn't say that."
"I know, you thought it." He says so calmly like whatever he is just saying doesn't sound weird at all.
"What?" I can't seem to get any sensible words out.
"I'm psychic, I read minds."
I crease my brows.
That's insane.
Psychics don't exist.
"What are you talking about?"
When he sees how scared I am, he puts on a very wide grin on his lips and bursts out laughing throwing his head back.
I'm still confused about everything, yet he is here laughing.
"Just kidding, I don't read minds. You have been looking at me the whole day like you think I'm going to kill you, that's why I said that." He says and I let out a sigh.
It wasn't funny, but I'm glad it was just some stupid joke.
"I'm sorry about how my brother treated you in class." He says and that's when I connect what they were saying in their conversation.
"He is your brother?" I ask.
"Yea, he can be a little bit of a jerk." He says defending him.
I chuckle.
That's true.
"He doesn't like me."
"I doubt, he doesn't even pay any attention to his students, today he just woke up on the bad side of the bed."
I shrug.
I know the lecturer has never really liked me, he was just trying to find an opportune time to show it and when he found me sleeping he took advantage of that.
"Plus there was a new student in his class, who just happened to be his brother and he wanted to show me that he could be a serious lecturer." He says and I chuckle again.
That doesn't make sense.
"Anyway, don't mind what you might have heard back there, my brother and I, we argue a lot." He says and I nod.
I'm tempted to ask the little strange things that I have noticed ever since I had an encounter with him but I just brush it off.
I don't want things to get awkward when they don't seem to be.
"I'm sorry I eaves dropped."
"It's no problem."
We stay quiet for a moment, then my eyes move to his eyes and I stare them for a moment. I don't tear my eyes off them.
And I know what exactly I'm looking for.
I just want to see that shade one more time.
As much as my mind keeps telling me it was probably just my hallucinations, another part keeps telling me, what I saw, it was real.
And that is why I don't want to tear my eyes off his.
"I know I'm handsome, but you're staring a little too much." I quickly take my eyes off his.
"What?"
"What?"
I don't even know why I had to act that stupid.
"I should leave." I say as I pass by him.
I don't want things to get any more awkward than they already are.
He holds my hand to stop me, and I feel my heart jump.
Why the heck does he make me feel this nervous?
"You're a beautiful woman."
I take in a deep breathe when he says that. He moves his arm up mine gently and that's my cue to leave.
"Ahem... thank you." I say and walk past him in a hurry.
"Bianca, I could offer you a ride?" He shouts after me and I stop turning.
"You know my first name?" I just met him today, so him addressing me by my first name is a little awkward.
"Yea, Eric told me."
"He did?"
I don't expect the lecturer would just tell him my first name.
"Yea, he talks a lot about you, so, the ride?"
"No, I'm fine thanks."
I know better than to take free rides from people I just met today.
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