Truly Yours

Chapter 2

“You’re always late, Santina Dimantag! If you come late one more time, I will send you to the councillor’s office.’”

“That was Professor Lancer, the very strict biology instructor. I walked with my head down, as I went to my assigned study place, but I saw that someone was already sitting there. An athletic-looking guy with chiselled features, suggesting a strong character. I hadn’t seen him before.”

“ Excuse me, mister? But you’re in my seat,’ –but he just looked at me blankly.”

“Was yours,’ he simply said with a boyish smirk, and looked away.”

I was already irritated, because of the professor bawling me out, and now there was this vain newcomer stealing my place –so surreptitiously, I just gave him a kick in the shins , and said, ‘Move your ass bub’.

“He couldn’t believe a little girl like me was beating him up, so he looked completely shocked.”

“What did you just do?’he asked under his breath with gritted teeth.”

“You stole my seat, and refuse to budge –so you deserveit asshole.”

“Do you know who I am?’he continued.”

“You talk as if you’re God Almighty! You want some more? Eh!’ I exclaimed in an irritated whisper, c*****g my leg!?‘This is the last time I’m going to ask you!’I was spurred on by adrenalin rather than common sense.”

“This shocked him, but had an effect, as he suddenlymoved backin the chair, so the metal legs screeched on the floor, attracting the attention of the professor and my classmates.”

“Yes, Mr. Ferreira? Is there a problem?’ the professor asked very politely, as if he was addressing some high-and-mighty lord.”

“What the heck?” I thought.

“The professor must be having a brain lapse –why does this ‘Ferreira’ get the special treatment?”

“Nevertheless, I was adamant. This guy,‘Mr. Ferreira’ glared at me,but I kept to my guns, and I glared back at him.In fact my guns were c****d and loaded.”

“Nothing. Please continue,’‘Ferreira’ said and the professor meekly obliged.”

“I was nonplussed that ‘Mr Ferreira’ had such a mollifying effect on the normally belligerent professor. But at least I got my seat back, and subsequently forgot about this little episode until …”

“A couple of days later I was sitting in the university cafeteria eating the usual slosh they serve up. My God! Pork Adobo and salad –the miserable salad saturated in something that looked like manure sauce, I think it was pig’s manure! As I was saying, I was sitting eating the crappy food, when I heard a voice behind me say ‘Hi’! –so I almost choked onthe filthy college pig swill.”

“It was the stupid vain guy who had stolen my place in the lecture auditorium.”

“In an irritated tone I said, ‘What do you want now?”

“He had an apologetic look on his face, despite my cantankerous response.”

“I just want to say sorry. I know I was wrong for what Idid earlier,’ he apologized, giving me a ‘puppy eyes’ look.”

“I was pretty confused,suddenly –this asshole, whoseemed to be an arrogant and vain guy was now coming on to mewith stupid ‘puppy eyes’ and apologizing. But at the same time my mind managed to make a switch –because he was one-hunk-of-a-guy –and seemed to carry some importance with the university employees; and I was surprised that his ‘puppy eyes’ gave me a sharp twinge between my thighs.”

“Have you been drinking too much at lunch, perhaps?’ I cheekily asked, implying he must be drunk coming on to me in such a way.”

“But, I was a little charmed by him, but didn’t want to let my defences slip straight away.”

“Some apple juice? Why?’ he asked looking confused.”

“I thought maybe you had drunk something slightly more intoxicating, now that you want to apologizeto me? Because you were pretty arrogant before, when I asked you for my seat,’I remarked with furrowed eyebrows.”

“ I’m sorry. I was just a little bit stressed at that time,’he tried to excuse himself.”

“Alright. Apology accepted,’ I said to him, so that a smile appeared on his face.”

“Friends?”

“Friends,’ I smiled while shaking his hands.”

It was a long story Santina had to tell, so she ordered another glass of Chardonnay, while Trina ordered some Bailey’s, as she had such a sweet tooth. Santina drained the last drops of her glass of Chardonnay and carried on telling her story to Trina who was listening avidly.

“We became so close as the days and months passed by. Jameson is extremely handsome –a mature man in his thirties, but his manly presence suggested he was much older. He is kind and thoughtful–he’s the full package as they say.

I also learned later that his family have a majority shareholding in the university, so it’s no wonder Professor Lancer was so polite to him at that time. All the girls at the university were crazily interested in him –I must have been the only girl who didn’t know who hewas –and then he accidentally fell for me.

But I kept my feelings close to my chest; I was scared that he might reject me. Atleast we were close friends, and the only one at the college who got close to him–and for me, at that time, I was content with that.

“Then one day out of the blue he asked me: ‘What’s your plan for Valentine’s?”

“Since I’ve had no boyfriend since birth?Nothing. What about you? Which one of your girlfriends will you ask for a date?’ I jokingly asked.”

“I don’t have a girlfriend,’ he said looking embarrassed.”

“Then it’ll be a lonely Valentine’s Day for us both,’ I said.”

“Since we’re both single, why don’t we dine out together on Valentine’s. My treat,’he offered, which delighted my heart, but I tried to hide my feelings.”

“Are you seriously asking me? Sure I will, if you’re treating me,’ I happily answered letting down my defences a little.”“ ‘Great!’ he replied exultantly.”