Professor F

Chapter 14: School Starts

The lift dinged when it reached the sixth floor and August still couldn't find her voice as she took the

beautiful blonde girl's hand in hers for a brief handshake.

"I'm Stella. And you're August, right?"

Damn! How does she know who I am? How much information does she have about me? Is she some

kind of a psycho girlfriend like those in movies?

She nodded as she felt her face turning pale.

"Are you okay? You look sick." Stella asked and tried to touch her shoulders but she avoided her hand

as she stepped out of the elevator first.

“S—Sorry. I'm in a hurry." She left and went straight to her apartment.

How did she know my name? Did Flynn mention me to her? But I don't think she knows something

about what happened. She doesn't look upset with me unless she's so good at hiding it or she loves

Flynn so much she can forgive him easily!

She dropped her bag on the couch and turned on the TV to watch Netflix again but she can’t even pick Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

what show to watch! Her thoughts were filled with Flynn and those moments she had shared with him.

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It's been over a month that August didn't even bump into Flynn in the apartment building, in campus or

at the coffee shop. It seemed to her that he is also avoiding her, making sure he's not going out when

she is.

They're both smart. They have remembered each other's routine and made sure they won't, in any

circumstances, bump into each other and just stick to their usual schedules. He didn't send her

messages as well or called her. He's smart enough to realize that she's avoiding him.

And that blonde girl also disappeared like a ghost. She didn't bump into her again.

Maybe she really is a ghost? Or maybe I should stop watching horror movies already? I'm starting to

see things.

She sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror. The day has finally come...

It's her first day as a college student!

She feels anxious waiting for this day. She’s been preparing herself to handle his hot professor in class

or whenever they would have the chance to see each other in campus.

She wore her brownish black, shoulder length hair down, her usual light makeup, a peach hoodie, blue

jeans paired with her white Stan Smith.

She went to the Pearsons University Bookstore first and claimed her books. She was asked to fill out a

scholarship form on the PUB computer and updated her profile on their system before she was able to

claim her engineering books.

She whistled inside her head. That's pretty amazing!

She dropped by the coffee shop to order coffee and one bagel. Henry was on his shift when she went

and he told her that he approved her request to change her shift to early evenings every week.

She left the coffee shop at around ten o'clock, thirty minutes before her first class starts. And as her

steps bring her closer to the engineering building, she could feel her senses being alert of possibly

seeing Flynn.

What she didn't expect is that she'd see her hot professor standing behind the podium in front while the

students were already on their seats. Flynn faced her and she couldn't help but realize how attracted

she is to him that she found herself staring, as if she entered a trance just by seeing his face again

after a month.

He looked so handsome in his expensive black oxford shoes, brown khakis and his blue cardigan over

his white turtleneck shirt.

Some random guy in class intentionally coughed and said, "Drooling."

There was a slight laughter from the class and it broke the spell between her and Flynn. She blushed

as she walked her way up the stairs going to the back and quietly placed her books and bag on the

desk.

The school bell rings, indicating classes will commence. And she saw Flynn looked at her before he

introduced himself in class.

She could tell from where she sits on the back, the very few girls including herself couldn't take their

eyes off of their hot professor. She even thought the same word the random guy said earlier seeing the

freshmen girls like herself staring at Flynn.

Drooling.

She sighed inside. They'll never have the chance. If all of them knew about this young beautiful blonde

woman she saw in his apartment porch, they'd probably feel how she feels right now, feeling insecure

and envious.

It’s obvious that the blonde girl got everything every girl could ask for.

She's beautiful. And she can tell that she's also smart like Flynn. Flynn likes smart girls for sure. She

must be well-off, too. Judging by the way she dresses and carried herself on those two occasions that

she saw her. It's undeniable she comes from a rich family like Flynn.

But she consoled herself with the fact that she knows he's a cheater! Nobody wants a cheater.

But he’s a handsome and hot cheater!

Two hours felt like forever. And all throughout that discussion, she would notice Flynn glancing at her

direction a number of times.

She just wished no one had noticed!

Every second that passed during his lecture, she's starting to realize the extent of his intelligence.

No! There's no extent.

There are number of times that he would mention things that are far complex and he'd say, "But—let's

not discuss that right now. That'll be for another discussion."

She heard one of the students from the back whispered to his seat mate. "I heard he gives tests almost

everyday. Students here hated it."

"That sucks." The other guy whispered.

"Students hate him. Well," He looks around to look at the few girls inside the class and looked at her,

too. "Except for the girls in this room, clearly. Especially that girl behind us, she just locked eyes with

Professor earlier for a good minute." He chuckled quietly as he covered his mouth.

She rolled her eyes hearing the guys.

They're right but who cares?!

Their professor is pretty hot. She'd be a hypocrite if she'd say she's not attracted to him!

"Yes, Au—" Flynn's voice echoed in the room, authority in his voice and as if he sounded a little pissed.

He cleared his throat. She must be the only one who noticed it but he almost called her by her first

name. "Yes, Miss Peters?"

Crap! "N—Nothing."

"If you keep rolling your eyes, you won't see what's written on the board." He said.

The class gave out a slight chuckle and then the school bell rings. She felt embarrassed and the

students prepared to leave for their next class.

"Thanks, everyone. See you tomorrow." Flynn faced the students and fixed his own things to leave.

She sighed and waited until only few students were left in the room. She didn't want to join the crowd

and didn't want to be left alone with Flynn, too.

She tried her best not to give Flynn a glance but she felt like he was staring at her as she left the room.

Whatever happened to those days we were good neighbors and... friends? Now we're just strangers.

Well, so much for my first day, huh!