Me and Him

Realize

I think the site made him quite uncomfortable (you know what am saying). After he had ascertained

that this action was actually not defaulted and that it was intentional, he changed position from

where he was standing and went to the other left side. I don’t remember how long he stayed there

because I was lost in my world by then, but when he came back to my side of the room, the lecture

was about to end. He gave some assignments and promised to send notes to the class rep that

evening. As he packed his laptop and projector into his bag, I felt his eyes over me, and I

immediately noticed him going from up my hair down, way down to my burst, and straight to my

thighs, by this time, I was too busy on my phone to look up. You know, that thing we do to make

you guys not know that we know what you are doing. When he was finished, I looked up, straight

at him, he sensed my eyes and moved his gaze up to my face, I smiled. Trust me, I didn’t want to,

its just that thing that happens involuntarily. By the time I realized I had smiled at him, he had

looked away and finished packing his laptop, he then strapped his backpack and walked away. So

classy, so cool, so amazing, I thought to myself as he walked past me and straight through the

door. A couple of guys were standing at the door, he excused himself, they let him pass, he

disappeared beneath the crowd of classmates trying to get out of the lecture room. That’s it! I was

in. The next day went too fast, as we only had his lectures on Monday, Wednesday and Friday. I

was waiting for this last day so bad I could feel it in my stomach. I woke up on Friday very early

in the morning, this was the big day, I wanted to know if I had made a good or bad impression the

last time and this day was the only day to do that. So, I wore this pink and white mini dress that I

like so much and by 11.am I was close to class. Now let me get something straight, it was not that

the class was at that time, neither was is that I was coming early to class, in fact, I was an hour

late. The reason as to why I wanted to enter into class late was because of two things, one, I wanted

to see his reaction when he sees me, judging from our last encounter, I really wanted to make sure

that I get the right message and speculations from his side of the table. And two, I wanted him to

see me, with a mini dress. I walked in and I immediately realized his gaze at me. My lungs refused

to function, I forced them to, by the time they came back, my heart was so racing. I didn’t look at

him much, I went back to my normal sitting position, the back, of course and relaxed. So

apparently, he was looking at the work that he gave the last time he was in class. Remember how

I didn’t listen to anything he said? yeah, that’s how I was when he pointed at me and asked me a

question on the work he left for people to read on. I just looked at him, clueless, not knowing what

to do. He sensed my unknowing nature and left me alone, he went to another person. But by then,

my lungs had refused to work again, this time, more vigorous than the last time. I caught my breath,

slowly. I promised myself that by the time I went home, I will read on each and every chapter on

this unit, I will be the best in it, well, I knew I could, I just needed enough motivation. Then I

imagined some lots of things for the rest of the lesson. As he was finishing up, he gave us - the

people who did not do the assignment - an opportunity to submit the assignment directly to him.

JACKPOT! I thought to myself. If this was the only chance to see him off class then I die, WWID.

(what would I do?) of course, I was going to sweep him off his feet so hard, he better finds a softlanding spot - get it? no? ok. By that night, I had done almost all the assignments on this world

with the unit name same to that one. My work was neatly arranged, perfect, my roommate didn’t

even know what was going on, I decided to keep her out of light on this story for some time,

anyway, what could I even tell her? that I am realizing that am into a lecturer? Hell no? that was

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not going to happen. The next day, at around 3 pm, I had finally made up my mind and decided on

what to say, I had even done a fake conversation earlier that morning on the mirror and it ended

with me getting his number and him promising to call me back later that night. Don’t ask how it

got there, I also don’t know. As I slowly approached his office, my lungs refused to work once

again, this time I forced them so hard, that I felt my heart complain. I knocked at the door and had

a voice from that other side, “come in”, I froze.