My boyfriend is a psycho

Chapter 2: Jerk.

I woke up to the melodious sound of my roommate humming softly. I opened my eyes then shut it immediately due to light penetrating through the very thin curtains of the room.

"Good morning." I found myself saying after opening my eyes slowly.

"Good morning beautiful. I was going to wake you but remembered how exhausted you were yesterday. Tell me you don't have morning classes please." Elle replied, snapping her head towards me quickly.

"Fuck." I cursed, jumping out of bed. I checked the time on my cell phone, 7:39am. I had exactly 21minutes to prepare and get to my class. I face palmed myself and got into the bathroom almost immediately. Thankfully, I got my bath supplies out last night. I took my bath hurriedly and heard Elle asking what I would have for breakfast.

"I'll sort it out after the class." I replied.

I got out of the bathroom seven minutes after I went in, took out a short, white sundress from my wardrobe and began moisturizing my skin. I got ready in ten minutes and picked up a yellow sunshade when Elle pulled out the small material holding my hair in ponytail.

"No......no ponytails." She pouted.

"Thanks." I muttered and tried brushing my hair quickly to no avail because of the length. My dark brown hair is very long to my lower back which takes quality time combing. I looked towards Elle for help and she took the comb, brushing it out in two minutes.

"Thank you very much Elle, Bye." I said, leaving the room in haste.

"Get those boys drooling." she called after me. I shook my head and smiled, speeding up my steps while making sure I didn't trip.

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I walked into the classroom at exactly 8:11am. I walked to the front and was about taking a seat when the Professor walked in.

"I am Jack Bennett and I'll be taking this class with two other lecturers." he introduced.

I got to the front row and took a seat beside a brown haired guy.

"First year?" I heard him say while I settled. I looked to my side and my eyes met with his. He had a cute smile and was trying to be polite.

"Yes." I replied and placed my books on the desk.

"Mark Loonie." he introduced, while holding my gaze.

"Amelia Valdez." I replied, returning the gesture.

"Mr Knight?" the professor's voice brought me back to the class.

"Would you like to show us to back up your explanation?"

I followed the professor's gaze and then I saw him. He had dirty blonde hair with piercing blue eyes as well as a chiseled jaw, straight nose and perfect lips. Good looking was an understatement of how he looked.

"No." he said in a bored tone.

"I get to decide whether you do it or not." the professor countered.

"Fine." he stood up with an extremely bored expression. He looked like he wasn't meant to be in the class and had no interest in whatever was going on in the class.

"You get to pick your partner for the description." the man continued.

Now I was confused, I didn't know what he was talking about which was clearly the fault of the brown haired guy beside me. He walked to the front of the classroom and looked around for a while until his gaze fell on me. I didn't tear my gaze away from his so he wouldn't think he intimidated me.

"Come here" he said. I was almost certain he couldn't have been referring to me.

"Your ears are working perfectly fine, I suppose."

I scoffed and looked away. Who does he think he is? The Dean or what?

"Arrogant piece of shit." I hissed quietly.

Mark tugged on my sleeves saying I had better go out if I didn't want to be embarrassed. I scoffed again purely irritated.

"What?" I asked from my seat.

"Get over here." he said again, looking slightly pissed. It was starting to look ridiculous. No way this is happening. He couldn't order me around like this.

"I'm not leaving here." I said firmly.

Mr Bennett looked over to me and gestured with his head for me to go up there. It then dawned on me that he had his way already. I sure couldn't go against the professor.

I stood up and went over to him. I glared at him, clearly pissed. He smirked and held out his hand. The audacity to smirk! I'm not taking his hand.

"You're wasting our time Miss." I heard Mr Bennett say.

Now, I was beyond confused. I didn't know why I was even up here. I didn't know what he was asked to come describe. I took his hand and he started to move in a choreographed manner. Then it hit me, we were going to dance in front of the class. I followed his movements and it felt like we were moving in sync. He pushed me backwards and twirled me around, he smirked again and I instantly knew why he did that.

He pulled me towards him and whispered in my ear.

"White panties? Mmm, I had absolutely no idea that it was important to wear matching color of underwear with a dress, looks very good by the way."

I was livid. This perverted human dares check out my panties.

"Don't get too cocky asshole, I bet the world would have been rid of an additional nuisance like you if your dad had decided to pull out." I said, with a smile plastered on my lips.

I looked up to see it got to him but he decided to mask it with a smile. Too late, boy. I got you.

He was about saying something when the sound of applause met my ears.

"Good job, you both. You can go back to your seats." The professor said.

"Thank you." I said back and proceeded to leave.

"You crossed the line." I heard his now familiar voice say to me before shoving me by my shoulder while he took his leave.

"Bastard." I scoffed.

I doubt he heard because he didn't give me another glance as he took long strides back to his seat.

I got back to my seat and heard Mark ask if I always danced.

"Yes." I answered, smiling at him.

"That wasn't bad at all." he replied.

The professor gave us some notes and dismissed the class. I was relieved the class had ended because that for sure, was a hectic first class.

I grabbed my things, waved at Mark and made my way out. I hadn't even taken five f*****g steps when I landed flat on my stomach. I looked up to see the crazy jerk give me a wink, his face covered in an ugly smirk. He tripped me!