I Adore You, Professor!.

EPISODE FIVE: DRUGGED

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BLAKINGSON'S

The literature class students stood outside, about fifteen of them. As they hopped into the bus, Mrs. Clent, who was going on the field trip with them, assigned them to their seats.

And as usual, Nora was assigned to the back seat, alongside a guy called Edward. Once everyone had settled in, Rhys remained outside with his phone pressed to his ear.

The phonecall lasted for a few more minutes and after what felt like ages, he hopped on the bus and as soon as he stepped in, his cologne filled the air. That made Nora at the back smile shyly.

Although the trip was only going to last a few hours, she still found it exciting. At least she'd be spending some time with him outside school.

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OAKLAND MUSEUM OF CALIFORNIA.

9:55 AM on the dot.

The bus hissed to a stop. For three whole seconds no one moved. Then, as slowly as possible, everyone stepped down carefully.

Once everyone was off, Professor Rhys and Professor Georgina went ahead to meet Mr. Francis and Mr. Miller— the Docents who were going to give them a tour.

For another three minutes they exchanged pleasantries, like they’d known each other for years.

A while later, Rhys turned to the class. Clipboard tapping against his thigh.

“Alright class, divide yourselves into two groups.”

He said and immediately, students moved, Nora joined GROUP-B since GROUP-A members were Eight in number, she didn't want to join the group, Scarlet and her friends were there as well, making jests and laughing too loud.

She wasn't afraid of scarlet, she just didn't want to cross paths with her—to avoid unnecessary drama.

“Alright GROUP-B Mrs Clent and Mr Francis will lead you, GROUP-A come with me and Mr Miller. After dividing themselves, Rhys said and without another word, Rhys left—his group members trailing behind him and Mr Miller.

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Mr Francis Educated them on California History, art and social movement, moving through all three floors of OMCA, stopping at paintings, artifacts, and the literature wing.

At exactly 2:30, they were done. And Mrs. Clent treated them to lunch at a nearby restaurant.

Nora sat at the far end, she had thought she'd get to spend time with professor Rhys. Instead she got separated from him before she even realized it.

As everyone ate, Scarlet and her group sat a few seats away—watching her while whispering about her.

For some reason, Scarlet felt threatened by Nora. Nora was prettier, quieter, innocent. Just like a vixen who didn't even know she was dangerous.

With an annoyed frown, Scarlet pulled out a sachet of pills from her pocket—dropped two tabs into a bottle of juice, rolled the cap, and handed it to Edward who was grinning maniacally.

“You know what to do, Eddie”. She grumbled.

Edward took the juice and went to Nora's table. A friendly smile splattered across his face. That made Nora uncomfortable.

He looked familiar but she can't seem to remember where she had seen him before.

“I sat beside you in the bus this morning, forgot already?”. He reminded.

Upon remembering where she had seen him, Nora nodded.

“It must've slipped my mind”. She then replied with a smile. As she spoke, Edward smirked at her naivety.

Does she really think he actually cares, all that matters now is for her to drink the juice.

Here Nora, got this for you. Handing the juice over to her, he said and not suspecting anything, Nora took the juice and planted it in front of her.

She didn't know why, but she was happy to finally talk to someone, maybe its because she's lonely and without thinking much about it, she uncapped the juice then took a sip.

As soon as she did, Edward heaved heavily before saying.

“I'll be back in a sec, wanna get something over there”. With an innocent smile like he'd never hurt a fly, he left while Nora happily took another sip.

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Time passed and he hasn't returned yet, by then. Nora had drank so much from the juice. She was sweating profusely, her eyelids— heavy and she was burning up.

“Alright everyone, time to head back to School”. Just as Nora was feeling sick, Mrs. Clent announced and with dizziness hurling around her, she stood up and made her way out Alongside others.

Scarlet's group watched with evil grins. They loved this. Seeing Nora helpless amused them, she didn't seem to understand what was happening to her—How dumb.

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All through the ride back to San Francisco, Nora kept gasping softly at the back seat, all the students saw this but when they tried to speak about it, Scarlet and her group glared at them to shut up.

When they arrived at BLAKINGSON'S, everyone stepped out but Nora remained inside, she was weak, sweaty and somewhat Horny.

“Young lady. Aren't you getting off?”. She was still inside—gasping and grabbing her dress when she heard that faint voice say and with a soft hum, she shook her head sideways. She couldn't think straight, it was the first time she was feeling that way.

For the first time in her entire life, she felt like having a man.

“Young Lady. Are you okay?”. Seeing how strangely she was acting, the driver asked again. Merely seeing her condition, one could tell that she wasn't alright.

With a soft sigh, he turned to see if there were students around but none was at sight, the only person he saw was professor Rhys on a phone call.

With a sharp exhale he rushed over to Rhys's side before saying.

“Sir. There's a student inside the bus, I believe she's drunk or something, she's acting off.

He complained, forcing Rhys to stop the phonecall and with a creased brow.

He followed the driver to see what he was talking about, and upon seeing the so-called student, he instantly recognized her.

But her actions seemed off, she was gasping—hands gripping her dress while rubbing her legs together.

“What's wrong with her? ”. He asked only to earn a shrug from the driver and with a low grunt, he went in to check up on her.

“Mrs Carter!”.

“Is everything okay?”. He asked and she quickly shook her head sideways.

“What's wrong, did you take alcohol at the museum?”.

He asked again but Nora wasn't sane enough to answer those questions.

Help me!. She whispered and immediately, he helped her up before walking her out of the bus.

She seemed to be drunk so he kept asking her where she lives. But Nora remained quiet.

He walked her to his car, coz that was the only option at the moment, it'd be embarrassing for her if anyone were to see her like this, and as careful as possible, he helped her into the passengers seat before turning to the driver's seat.

And after hopping on, he asked again.

“Where do you live Ms. Carter?”.

He questioned but Nora was slowly losing her mind with every passing minute. She doesn't even understand what he was saying.

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