Chapter 3: What Happened, Teacher?
1232 Words
Claire
I sat down quietly as I decided to not react to everyone’s awkward stare. I was looking at the front and waiting for the teacher. I saw that guy come in again and sat beside me. My bag wasn’t with him.
“Where’s my bag?” I asked him. I may be an introvert but dare you if you think you can do whatever you want.
“Somewhere it likes to be, away from you” he smirked.
“You know what, I will complain about you to my brother!”
“Oh? Woah I am scared” he laughed. “You are really new to these things, aren’t you?”
“What do you even mean! What things?”
“Well…” he sighed. “Are you thinking that by acting this dumb you will scare me away?”
I scoffed. I am not acting dumb! I am just asking simple questions!
“What do you want?” I asked him. First of all, I don’t want to talk to people and he is here eating my brain for no reason at all!
“You”
“WHAT” I was quite loud and a few students looked at me. He laughed and looked at me. He bit his lower lip as he looked at me.
“You love popularity and attention, don’t you?”
“You are so weird” I sighed and looked down. Well, this time I was the one to grab attention, so I couldn’t say anything, but it was his mistake. What did he mean?
“Nah”
I looked at him. “Why don’t you just leave?”
“Well” he smirked. “I’ll meet your brother today”
“Why?”
“You said you will complain. So I thought I’d meet him myself”
“We don’t need to do any of that if you just leave”
He sighed. “You should--”
“Good morning mam!” we heard the class and saw that everyone was standing. I got up hurriedly while he kept sitting.
“The teacher is here, get up” I said instinctively. He just ignored me.
Well, I don’t care if he gets punished anyway!
“Good morning, sit down please” mam instructed us and we sat down.
“You really thought I’d stand?” he asked me.
“You should” I looked around and then remembered my bag is not with me. “I want my books,” I said to him.
“I am sorry, you forgot your bag” he smirked and took out his book.
“Oh why the hell will I say that?” I took his bag. “I am gonna--”
He stopped me with his hand. This was the first time someone touched me. Even on my hand because I always stayed away from boys.
But it wasn’t uncomfortable. I am wondering why.
“Don’t you dare” he threatened and slowly removed my hand from his bag and took it. “We can share the book”
“Okay…” I didn’t say anything because the feel of his touch was still left. I could still feel it and it was not bad. It was a good feeling.
But why?
And how?
I shared the book with him and nothing happened for the rest of the time. I was still shocked how I was not feeling uncomfortable with that. Maybe this is too normal for me too.
I didn’t get my bag back for the next three periods. We didn’t say a word even in the time period when the teacher would leave and the other one would come.
It was lunch finally and I got up. “I want my bag now”
“Why though?”
“Because it is my bag” I sighed. “See, I don’t know why you are doing this, but I want it”
“You won’t get it”
“Please”
“Okay, come with me”
I sighed. I followed him.
We went out as everyone went to the canteen. I was following him and he took me to the backyard. “Here?” I asked him.
“I will give you what you want,” he said as he smirked. “If you give me what I want”
“Huh? What do you want?”
He came closer to me and I looked at him. “What are you doing?” I was gonna stutter soon, I knew.
“I won’t waste time because we don’t have it. Be mine”
“Be WHAT”
“Be my girlfriend”
“Why the hell?”
“Well, you are the chosen one, remember?”
I stared at him as I couldn’t make out the words. It was insane to even think of that. “I am sorry that makes no sense!”
“Well your life will make no sense if you don’t!”
“Don’t worry, I will take care of it myself now!”
He looked at me as I walked back to the corridor. It was enough. He is acting like he is the boss. He can’t just control me.
I went to my class and then saw our class teacher time table. I went to the staffroom and went inside. “Well, he took your bag and isn’t returning?”
“Yes mam”
“Call him”
I nodded. I knew the teachers must be thinking it is a problem of a first class student but what can I do? He is doing such childish things!
I went out to the ground and he was standing there. I was shocked. He was smoking.
I went to him. “You smoke!?”
“Any problems, Ms. I will complain?”
“Teacher is calling”
He chuckled. “Sure”
I looked at him with frustration. I don’t know what he thinks of himself as.
I knew that the teacher was gonna solve this and he would know he is still a student and not a celebrity as he thinks of himself as.
We reached the staffroom.
“Why did you take her bag?” The teacher asked him.
“Sorry mam”
“Will you give it back?”
“I am sorry to say this, but no”
I stared at him blankly. Seriously?
“We will call your parents if you keep behaving like this!” The teacher was quite angry.
“1 098 7*****” he spoke a phone number.
That rudeness was killing me right there. The teacher looked damn angry too. She took out her phone and called the number.
As she called, she looked shocked.
“Oh God” she whispered.
I was shocked too. What happened?
She ended the call before it could even ring twice. “Mam? What happened?” I had to ask.
“We will discuss this later. For now, go. And please return her bag, Ace”
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