Admirer

chapter 4

What Denise said earlier still lingered in my mind.

Portia is the Queen Bee, and she has a huge crush on Mike? Who the hell is Mike?

When we arrived in front of our room, Denise looked at me.

"I'm going now, Ryla, I have to find Ma'am Paraz to get some papers." I nodded at what she said.

I watched her turn her back and walk, but before she turned left, she looked at me and waved. I smiled at her and waved back.

When my shoes touched the floor inside our room, I immediately saw my classmates looking at me as if I had committed a crime. I ignored all of them and continued walking until I reached my seat. Not that long ago when our first teacher arrived.

"Good morning class." He said and looked at all of us.

We all stood up to greet him. "Good morning Sir Omar."

He nodded and said "You may all sit down." and we all did.

He started his lecture in Physical Education, and I noticed that he always focuses on explanation, and he liked to ask his students and made them explain about what they understood.

"Sanford, what is exercise and how does it help us physically and mentally?"

I looked at Sanford, and he seemed not in his self right now. He didn't even notice or hear that our teacher was calling him. He seemed so lost.

"Sanford!!" Sir Omar's voice echoed in our room.

I saw how Ryan Sanford leaped because of shock ment. I looked at him, he was really confused about what was happening.

He stood up and said "I don't know Sir."

His answered made our classmates laugh. I thought that he would be mad and stormed off, but he just looked at everyone and sat down. I heard Sir Omar inhaling a long breath. I roomed my gaze and I saw my classmates seemed so happy that someone don't know the answer. I don't like it when someone is making fun of others' mistakes, even if they don't know what that person's problem is.

I raised my hand. I saw how my other classmates and Sir Omar and even Ryan looked at me.

"Yes miss Ryla?" He asked.

"I know the answer sir."

"Okay, what is it?"

I coughed to make my voice clearer. Then, I answered

"Exercise is defined as any movement that makes your muscles work and requires your body to burn calories. Exercise can help us physically because it can help to decrease the risk of cardiovascular diseases, and increase HDL cholesterol or High Density Lipoprotein. About psychological or mental, exercise can help us to Prevent Cognitive Decline, to Boost Brain Power, and the more important is. Exercise is a natural and effective anti-anxiety treatment. It relieves tension and stress, boosts physical and mental energy, and enhances well-being through the release of endorphins." I explained in detail.

Sir Omar seemed so amazed at my answered and so did my classmates. They all looked at me, and I felt a little bit of shyness.

"Very Good, Ryla. Very well answered." he said and smiled.

"Okay class, give Ryla, around applause."

As Sir Omar said that, all of my classmates clapped their hands.

"You may sit now." I nodded at sir.

I sat on my chair and Sir Omar continued his lecture to us. He was about to ask again when we heard a man's voice.

"Sorry I'm late." I froze when I heard a familiar voice of a man.

I felt my heart again beating so damn fast just hearing his voice. I looked at him, and I saw that he was looking at me too. I looked away because I couldn't breathe properly, I just couldn't focus. I'm so f*****g distracted.

"Why are you late Mike?" Sir Omar asked him.

Did I hear it right? He's Mike? The man that I saw singing?

What the Hell? I don't really believe in destiny, but now? Just what the hell?

"We practiced." He answered Sir Omar boringly.

Sir Omar seemed not to care about the way he answered him, but for me, it's so disrespectful for a teacher like Sir Omar, he has to answer him respectfully. I suddenly got annoyed because of that.

I looked at him when he walked to find where he could sit. He stopped when he reached my side. I looked at him, trying to maintain my coolness, even if I was shaking inside, thank god that I'm sitting, if not. I might just have fainted here.

So we're classmates.

"Can I sit here?" He asked me with a cold voice.

He was referring to a chair on my left side. I just nodded to him.

When Sir Omar finished his lecture to us, he bid goodbye.

"Okay class, that's all for today. See you tomorrow."

We all stood up to say goodbye and to say thank you.

"Goodbye Sir Omar, thank you for coming."

I waited for our next subject. I didn't even look at the person on my left side because I was nervous, and I don't even know why.

I heard him humming and singing some part of the song that he was humming.

hmmm...mmm

mmmm....hm

If you like to do the things you know that we shouldn't do.

Baby I'm perfect.

Baby I'm perfect for you.

Slowly, I looked at him and I saw that he's eyes were closed. So I took the chance to stare at him. He's really handsome, now I know why. Portia has a huge crush on this man, from her eyebrows, nose, lips, and her jaw. All parts of his face shouted perfectly. It's so really unfair, being this handsome would be a crime. He must be in jail for being so freaking talented and gorgeous.

Our next teacher arrived, so even if I didn't want my eyes to leave this beautiful view, I had to. I looked away and glanced at our teacher.

The discussion continued, but I was still occupied because of his presence. I kept on looking around, because if not, i might just have stared at this gorgeous man besides me, until our classes end.

KRINGGGGG....