Is he the one that got away???

Chapter 24: Is that Punishment???

I walked out of there, feeling like I robbed a bank, and I got caught in the process, daaaaamn it, why?

That just happened with the worst professor to find me out of class, bad f ucking luck.

I stopped in the classroom door frame waiting for the English teacher to look back at me.

The ladies called him, “Teacher, there is someone at the door” but our English teacher just kept writing some irregular verbs at the black board.

I stood there waiting for the teacher to look at me so I could ask him for permission to enter.

In the meantime, I was replaying in my mind what just happened.

When he finished writing, the entire board was all covered with his handwriting, he turned around to look at the students “Please copy this in your notebook, you then will write 3 sentences with each irregular verb, in each of the tenses I wrote”

He then looked at the door and saw me standing there “Vanessa what are you doing there? Why aren’t you in your seat?”

“I was with the Professor Olivas and when I came here, I was waiting for you to let me in Teacher” I said respectfully, but inside of the classroom to avoid been seen by Mr. Olivas, I am not sure if he got lines for being outside of his classroom, again!

“Oh, I see, yes sure, came in and seat, please copy this in-” I nodded yes, make him understand that I heard his previous and complete explanation of the work we need to do.

“Alright” he said.

I sat in my seat with a gaunt look, I assume, because all the ladies showed worry expressions on their faces.

I nodded no to them and proceeded to get my English notebook and book.

When we were finally writing I whispered to Lou that didn't stop looking at me “I got one hundred lines from our math teacher!”

“Why? where were you?” she asked

“In the third section backyard” she made a big O with her lips showing me that she actually imagined what happened.

“I know, that is not bueno Lou” I told her

“Mister Olivas will be looking for you two closely from now on Vane, you know that, right?” she added

I nodded “I f ucking know, damn it, why him?”

We continued to work.

Suddenly I heard the end of the day bell ringing. 

Wow the time passed infuriatingly fast, apparently, when I don’t want the day to end!

We got our things and when I was telling the ladies about how I got detention just right now, I bumped into Andrew who was outside of my classroom, looking gorgeous with a cute smile. 

Why is he looking so happy? 

We got detention!

“Hey Vanessa, ready? Let’s go” he said ushering me with his arm.

All the ladies froze at the very sight of him and were agape looking at him and then back at me waiting for an answer.

“Oh, you came for me” I asked a bit ashamed, because these maniacs are staring hare on us, they don’t know how to dissimulate, oh gosh, enlighten the four of them please.

“Yes, Mr. Olivas said he will be waiting for the both of us at the main entrance, so, are you ready? Can we go now?”

I nodded yes at him and then waved goodbye at the girls.

We started walking together, when the four ladies just passed us by like a speeding bunch of crazy women, that they actually are, gosh.

“Are you sad?” he asked me with the cutest sad puppy dos golden brown eyes.

“Mmmm, just a bit”

“Why? because are you going to be with me now?” he looked at me with a serious look.

“Not because of that, because now that he saw the two of us talking, he will be over us, watching us carefully, that is what he does, you know” 

“I am sorry”

“Don’t be, it is not your fault, I was there”

“But because I was asking you things” he said in a sweet tone, he looks worried.

“But I was there, it is not like you were forcing me, right?”

“Mmmm well not like that, but I don't want to cause you troubles” he tilted his head and had the most incredible look on his face, a mix of worry, happiness and his eyes were shining like I have never seen them shine before.

“Hey not so bad, we will be there together, the only bad thing is that we can’t talk, ha”

He gave me a huge smile and took my hand.

I froze, I felt like an ice thunder struck me and move all the way down on me to stop on my stomach.

As I froze, I unconsciously stopped walking, he handheld me tighter as he tried not to let me go off his hold.

Then he also stopped and looked back at me, we stood there for a moment and then when we heard voices coming toward us I pulled my hand out of his. He smiled and told me “Let’s go”

I nodded and we continued walking until we were at the main entrance. There he was, our math teacher, Mr. Olivas, with his usual frown scolding students at their walk out of school.

“Please get a notebook and write one hundred times the line I told you before” he said in a stern voice.

“I forgot the line Professor, could you repeat it for me” Andrew asked him, oh great, I also forget the line and I was not wanting to ask out teacher.

“Yes, get ready”

We placed ourselves at a stone pillar each one of us, one next to the other, put our backpacks on the floor resting on the pillar, we took a notebook, a pen and waited for him.

“I must be inside my classroom immediately after the recess ends, it is not appropriate to lose classes” he dictated at us.

We nodded making him know we got the freaking line and then he just turned around to enter the principal office building, “Don't forget you can’t talk, if I see you talking you will make another one hundred extra lines, got it?”

“Yes Professor” we answer him without even looking at him.

Andrew started making laughing noises, I looked at him and he was watching me 

“Hey, shut up! are you crazy? do you want another one hundred lines?” I scolded him, but I found he so good looking, but I can’t be admiring him or talking to him right now, Mr. Olivas never jokes, and he always fulfills his threats, I am not messing with him, no no no.

“Obviously not, but I can't stop it, you look cute” I rolled my eyes at him and just looked back at my notebook to keep writing line after line.

Is he flirting with me? 

Is he being serious about it?

I love how he makes me feel, the freaking butterflies in my stomach evolved to bats or something bigger like that, but anyhow it feels nice.

Out of the blue I saw a hand next to my right one, then it touched me, I looked at Andrew and he took my hand, he turned it up to make my palm up and he put a small piece of paper in my palm, he quickly returned to his pillar, and I heard 

“Are you talking to each other?” Mr. Olivas voice resonated on the empty front terrace in which we are standing.

Oh lord, I felt goosebumps, I quickly closed my hand and looked back at the professor 

“No Professor” I said showing my best innocent poker face. 

The professor stayed there and when I slightly turn my head to look at Andrew he winks at me, he is such a...

A what?

He is a...

Gosh he is such a pro, nothing bothers him and on the contrary, he made me feel better, his smile and his confidence, uuuuffffff I love that...

The math professor stayed there for most of the time, but when he entered the offices, I remembered that Andrew got close to me and gave me a small piece of paper, folded.

I looked at him and he was looking at me expectantly, I lifted a brow at him, and he smirked as a response.

I looked at my right fist, opened it and saw the small piece of paper, it was a bit sweaty, adrenaline rush?

I took it and unfolded it carefully.

The little piece of paper said, “if being in detention with you is the worst punishment Olivas came up with, I think it will have opposite effects in my behavior” and a smiley face was drawn at the end of the message.

I laughed, just barely, he is such a shameless handsome mofo, definitely.

I know he is waiting for me to look back at him, I can feel his gaze over me, oh gosh I feel how my heartbeat is getting hasten.

I think I blushed, I feel my face hot, I can’t touch my cheeks or look at myself in a mirror, I don't want him to see the effect he has on me with this silly message on a paper.

“Hey, hey, Vanessa” he whispered

F uck I can’t look at him.

I nodded no at him and placed my index finger over my lips to avoid looking at him but also to ask him to be silent, we don't want or need extra 100 lines.

“Hey, hey, come on, look at me”

I nodded no again.

I took a piece of paper from the last page of my notebook and wrote.

“You are such a shameless individual, are you planning on getting detention more frequently? if so, don't count me on” and a smiley face sticking out its tongue.

I extended my arm half of the distance between the two of us and he reached for my hand, he held it a second when we heard some footsteps behind, and I pulled my hand out of his hand.

Gosh I hope he didn't see us exchanging messages.

“Are you done with the one hundred lines, Miss Vanessa?” the professor asked me.

“Almost Sir” I answered

“And you Mr. Araiza? are you done?” he asked Andrew.

“I am also close to finish professor” he answered our teacher.

“How many lines do you have already?”

I counted mine and I have 89 lines, just 11 to go.

“I just need to finish 11 lines sir” I answered him.

“Ok you can go now Miss Vanessa, I will see you tomorrow on time please and avoid being out of classes without a purpose or permission, Am I clear?”

“Yes sir” I took my notebook and my pen, put it all inside of my backpack, and looked at Andrew to see and wait for him.

“I said, you can go now” he told me in a death serious tone.

I opened my eyes wider at Andrew and he nodded yes to me, meaning I can leave.

I started walking when I heard Andrew saying “I have eighty lines professor”

“Alright, then hurry up to finish your one hundred lines” Mr. Olivas said and walked inside the offices building.

I heard him and I was like, WTF...

Mr. Olivas is mean with Andrew, why?

I looked back at Andrew, standing there alone, from the outside of school and he waved me goodbye, I waved him back and smiled at him.

I feel bad that he is still there, should I wait for him?

But what would he think of me waiting for him? 

No no no, just leave Vanessa, just go home.

I kept walking until I arrived at my house.

Is Andrew coming later???

I hope so...