Bite me NOT

Chapter 2: Sienna Victoria Moretti

“Professor, your name is so hot, can we just call you Professor Vladimir?” Greta the number one flirt of the class asked in a very seductive way before she bits her lips.

I rolled my eyes.

How can she act so boldly? Isn’t she ashamed? That’s our professor! I shook my head feeling disgusted.

I looked back to Professor Schaeffer, and my lips parted when I saw him looking at me.

I cleared my throat and looked away. This is the first time I regret sitting in the front row.

“What your name again?” Ohhh that sexy accent of his.

“It’s Greta Professor Vladimir.” Greta giggled.

“Greta..” he called her name softly.

“Yes Professor Vladimir?” Greta sounded so happy.

“No one gets to call me by my name.. everyone should call me Professor Schaeffer, Prof, or Sir…not unless I allow you to call me by my first name.” He said firmly that surprised me. “Do you understand Greta?”

I turned to look at Greta, she turned red in embarrassment.

“Yes S-Sir.” She nodded hesitantly and I secretly smirked.

That’s what she gets for being such a flirt.

I am not saying that she is a flirt for nothing. She is really a flirt! Last year, a hot jock was trying to court me and because she likes attention very much she seduced him and the next thing I know is that they are already dating! And I am not angry because I like the guy, I just felt like what she did is foul! And she always does that, not only to me but to Chiara also.

I think she hates us, so now the feeling is mutual!

From then on, I started to hate her.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes to calm myself. No, I won’t let her ruin my mood. So I just focused on whatever the Professor is saying.

The bell rings as a sign of dismissal. I started to fix my things when Chiara leaned to me and whispered.

“He is so hot!! I wish he is not our professor and just a classmate you know?!”

“Shh..stop it.”

“Killjoy.” Chiara stuck her tongue out that made me giggle.

“Ms. Moretti..” My head snapped towards where the professor is. My eyes widen. Why is he calling me?

“Yes Sir?”

“Would you mind staying? I need to talk to you about something.” He said it in a more commanding way rather than in a request kind of way.

My lips parted.

Talk about what?

I saw Great from the corner of my eyes, her head snapped towards me, she is now glaring at me, and because I want to piss her, I answered with a smile on my face.

“Absolutely Sir.”

The Professor, who doesn’t look like a professor, nodded as if he is satisfied with my answer.

“Ohh my gosh! What does he want from you? Why didn’t ask me to stay instead? This is so unfair!” Chiara whispered disappointedly and I shrugged my shoulders.

“Well, I hope he called you instead of me. It’s not as if I want to stay.” I whispered back.

Chiara sighed and put her things in her bag.

“Can’t blame him. You are so gorgeous, that every guy who laid their eyes on you automatically likes you.” She teased.

“That’s not true.”

“Ohhh darling, we were friends since grade school, and we are together ever since, so I know what I am saying!”

“Stop exaggerating-“

“I am not. You better look in the mirror to see what we are seeing.” She chuckled.

“I see myself..my normal self.”

“Duh. You don’t look normal at all. You are so beautiful that Helen of Troy will pale in comparison!”

I rolled my eyes at her.

She loves using hyperbole.

“I am serious. Look at your hair, your hair is auburn that makes your pale blue eyes pop..is it even blue? Sometimes I think it is almost gray-“

“So what’s wrong with my eyes and hair?”

“And your skin is always glowing, do you even have pores! You always look as if you have make-up when you don’t even know how to apply any make-up!”

“I have lip gloss-“

“Your eyebrows are bushy in a good way, and your lips look so delectable, plus those eyelashes of yours! Every girl will be envious-“

“Chiara-“

“What I am saying is girl..you look smoking hot! You look ethereal.. you look..regal!”

I grinned at her and pinched her cheeks.

“You’re such a sweet friend.”

“Ohhh my goodness! You thought I am not serious?” She asked in an annoyed voice. “You are just so humble that’s why you cannot notice those things.” She shook her head and stood up. “I’ll wait for you in the Café!” she said before she left.

My smile faded when I realized that the entire class is gone. And the professor is looking at me. More of, staring at me.

I swallowed hard and took my bag before I walked towards his table.

“Sir?”

“Sienna Victoria Moretti..” he said in a slow and sexy manner that my eyes transferred to his lips, and I tried to fight it so hard to stop starring at his lips.

“How are you related to Loudovigo Moretti?” My eyes look up and our eyes met.

“How do you know my Dad? Sir..”

He took a deep breath and pursed his lips. Then he gave me a sexy smile.

“He is a great friend of mine.”

“Oh..”

How can he be friends with my Dad? Dad is already in his late fifties and he just looks as if he just reached his early thirties..or maybe he is older than he looks?

“You look better than I expected you to look...you grew up nicely..” he said as his eyes travelled from my face to my body.

“Excuse me?”

“I mean.. I expected you to look lovely as you grow up, but looking at you now, the word lovely won't give you justice..”

“You mean, you already saw me when I was an infant? Or a child?” I ignored the fact that he said that I am lovely.

“In photos..” he said while looking through my eyes.

“Oh..”

An awkward silence enveloped us.

“Professor I need-“

“Vladimir.. Call me Vladimir.”

My eyes widen. Did I hear him right? He wanted me to call him in his first name, when just a while ago he told everyone not to!

I shook my head.

“I can’t do that.”

“Why not?” his jaw clenched.

Is he piss already? I just said that I can’t call him by his first name!

“Because you are my professor-“

“And I am also your family’s friend.” He cut me off.

I licked my lips and looked away. I am feeling so uncomfortable now.

“I am not telling you to call me in my name in front of everyone. Just when no one is around.” He said that made me look back at him.

What is he saying? Is he expecting us to be meeting alone, or something.

I looked down and I felt him stood up. He towered to me, even when I am already tall for my 5’9 height but I still have to look up to him so our gaze will meet. And when we are already looking at each other’s eyes, I felt embarrassed so l looked away.

“Look at me Sienna.” He said in a very authoritative voice but I did not obey him.

He then placed his fingers on my chin and lifted my head so our eyes will meet again.

He is looking straight into my eyes. And I think his pupils just dilated!

“Kiss me.” He whispered.

My eyes widen and I pulled back.

“What?” I said feeling offended.

I saw how the element of surprise pass through his eyes.

Then he eyed me and shook his head.

“Interesting.” He said before he smirked at me.

He is weird.

And I don’t think it is a good idea to be near him.

I have a feeling that he is bad news.

So from that day, I made sure that we will have less encounter, because seriously I don’t know how to deal with him.