My lover's promise

CHAPTER 3

"Oops! I didn't mean to be rude! I’m so sorry sir! It's just that I was in a hurry and you startled me sir." I answered while slightly bowing my head. Shoot! This is so embarrassing! I yelled at a teacher. If I my reflexes were faster I would've punched him in the face, I thought.

“No need to explain, Ms. Linetti i was just worried that you might fall in. I'm sorry if i was too strong.” Mr. Boyle replied.

 He gave me a smile and a wink. Is it just me or the way he looks at me is so sexy. I have spoken to a lot of teachers, and male classmates but none of them gave me this look. I followed his eyes and I saw that he was looking at my body as if he was taking everything in. Is this normal? Is this inappropriate? What should I do? I thought. Then he looks up to me and then I stared into his eyes. His eyes were black, almost the same with Prix, it's like staring at a black hole. Is Prix related to this guy? Impossible, Mr. Boyle is well-mannered whereas Prix is a prick. Then again, they both have the same last names. No, just because a person has the same last name as someone it doesn't mean that they're related. Oh well, let's just see maybe soon we will get an answer from them. RRRRrrinnggggg, the school bell rang then I remembered that I have to get to my next class.

"Can you please let me go? I need to go to my class, sir. I promise that this won't happen again, I won't be running anymore in the hallway." I pleaded.

He looked at me confuse, then he smiled and loosen his hold of me. His smile was enough to make me blush.

"Of course but first things first, uhm Linetti, would it be alright if you'd join me with my research?" "You see, I’m doing this research for 18 years. I have left my family for 10 years to pursue this, and I was hoping if you could assist me. I need a smart and hardworking student who shares a common interest with mine. Would you like to be my assistant?" He asked.

I was stunned. I was stunned because I was offered to become his assistant and stunned because he had spent 18 years of research and roughly 10 years of field work in order to pursue his research. Wow he is so dedicated. I wonder if he is married or does he have a family? If I were his wife, I guess it would be pretty lonely. 

“OF COURSE! I'd be honored! Thank you so much! But really sir, i have to go! PE is about to start. “I smiled at him, and waved him goodbye.

As I was making my way to the gym, he yelled, “I will meet you tomorrow after class in the science lab. Okay?"

I nodded as a response and went on my way. I made it to the gymnasium and saw everyone getting ready. In the corner of my eye, I saw a hunky man. He was tall, his blonde hair was all messy and everyone was staring at him. He looked at me for a second, and I think I blushed. He rolled his eyes and ignored me. And I realized, this hot guy is Maverick, the same Maverick who was sleeping the entire time. Isn't it weird, I’m starting to notice guys around me are hot? Is it the teenage hormones talking or was I drugged. Prrrrrrttt! I heard the sound of the whistle. A man came in the gymnasium, he was tall and muscular. His body is indeed a prime example of a healthy and athletic person. I’m indeed surprise to see that the PE teacher looks like this. I mean after all in my previous school most of the PE teachers were either pot-bellied or old. He gracefully entered the gymnasium and with a strong and powerful voice he announced:

"Good morning everyone! My name is Coach Stevens. I'm not gonna let you introduce yourselves today because you have already done it with your first class teacher, it would be redundant.”

His voice were deep and it echoed the whole gymnasium.

"Today we will be doing VOLLEYBALL. So first things first, let's start with the basic volleyball skills. I'll be giving you 3 minutes to find a partner" Coach Stevens said.

 Before I knew it, everyone had a partner except for Maverick and I.

"Hey! You don't have a partner, right?"He asks.

"Yep! Would it be alright if we could be partners, you know, just for today?" I answered and smiled politely. He nodded and turned his back on me.

Wow, I finally understood why everyone was giving a strange vibe when it comes to him. He is such an asshole. That’s why no one wanted to partner with him and maybe he is too full of himself. I thought.

“Everyone, has a partner now? I'd like to face your partner and keep a distance of 2 meters. First i will demonstrate to you how to serve a volleyball and I'd like you to practice it with your partner before we move to the next skill.” Coach Stevens said.

When we face each other, I studied him more closely. He is tall, he is maybe 5'9. He has blonde hair. His eyes were green and he had a scar on left calf. It looks like it was burned. Maybe he got into an accident with fire, I thought. Coach Stevens, went to the front and demonstrated the serving of a volleyball. What's up with the teachers in this school? They are all good looking and even with age he gracefully executed a simple serve. I thought. Alright! Are there any questions? I'll give you 3 minutes to practice with your partner and I'll be facilitating all of you, Coach Stevens said.

I turn to Maverick. "So? Are you ready?"I asked him.

He looked at me blankly. As if he is saying this is ridiculous. Since there was no answer I tried to serve the ball, but I failed miserably. Ouch! My arm hurts! I whined. I tried serving the ball, but my timing was off. So basically I served the ball with my elbow. My body coordination is not really in sync. I should just focus in the written portion of PE because I don't think I’d be getting the hang of it right away.

“Miss Linetti! Are you alright?” Coach Stevens asked.

“Yes, it's just that i am not used to this kind of sports.” I confessed.

"Don't worry, you can take it slow. Maverick here is a volleyball player. He can guide you. Okay?" Coach Stevens said.

 I answered with a smile and I looked back at Maverick. Maverick's facial expression was saying this is so boring. He then took the volleyball.

 "You have the right posture, yet your timing for the serve was late. But if you couldn't handle a tiny pain, then you have no business with volleyball. He said without even hesitating." I felt defeated and he suddenly said:

“Do you want me to show you how to serve? I mean you clearly need an up close demonstration.”

 He looked at me with concern and pity. I felt happy that maybe this guy is not as cold hearted that I thought and so I said yes. He went to the far side of the gym.

“I want you to look at me, look at my hands, my arm and my body. I want you to study it closely.” He said.

I smiled and gave him a thumbs up. Wow so he is asking me to stare at him. Even though he is so rude, I seem to like him. Probably he is one of those guys who are shy to convey their feelings to others.Or he could be one of those bad boys but good boys to their girlfriend. As I stood and watched him from a far, I felt everything in slow motion. I can see his arms stretched out beautifully. I looked back at his hair and his muscular calves. He was like those Anime volleyball players. Before I could react He yelled out. Nicole! Duck! Wow! He remembered my name. I thought to myself. Then a hard object, hit my face, and I knew it was the volleyball.  

“s**t”