It's Either You Or No One (I'm Anti-romantic) Book 2

23| First project test

11:55am

George Washington University

Faculty of theatre art

"Your first project test for this semester is kicking next week Monday. You have eight days left to go through your given scripts." Professor Blake informed firmly. "I'm afraid, I won't be your invigilator, so it'll be better if you guys work in cooperation to get a better score."

Pausing for a while, he asked, "Do anyone have a question?"

Of course someone does. Whitney raised her hand in the air.

"Okay, Miss Flynn, what do you have to say?"

Standing up, she smirk her lips, "Well professor, if you ain't gonna be the invigilator then who else will be? Though we all are aware this isn't the first time we're having a test project and you're always never the one supervising, so-" She shrugged her shoulders before sitting on her seat.

"Miss Flynn, I'm afraid I can't tell who it is or might be. All I could say right now is that you all should tighten up your seatbelts. The person supervising might not be as friendly as I am." He said.

Some students at the back chuckled silently. Does he thinks he is friendly? Damn he gave everyone an unbefitting score last time for something they had sweat out all their efforts.

Whitney's department is having a test project this first semester and this project consist of so many things. They're gonna act up a written erotica/romance script which is gonna display in a projector at the college's end of year party.

So they need so much time to carry on this assignment.

It's a classroom of thirty students. They all have been fixed into different characters. Though, this project is not only going to be carried out by Whitney's class only, it also involved the whole of department of theatre arts.

They had the scripts, handouts and guidelines. All they need to do is work hand in hand for better performance.

It turns out that Whitney is taking the supporting role.

'Lust over you' A teen book recently released a month ago by the faculty of literature.

Picking up his books, professor Blake adjusted his glasses and wished the students good luck before walking away.

Few minutes after he left, the bell rang for break hour. Some students gathered themselves together and began an indistinct conversations about the project while Whitney sat on the table, caressing her knees and thighs while staring at a famous celebrity who was soaking himself with his phone.

He is Derick Christopher. The only child and son of a renowned billionaire and CEO of universal entertainment PLC, Melvin Christopher.

For Whitney, he is her heartthrob. Whitney has been having a crush on Derick since her freshman's year. She wants him all for herself. Several times she go to him pretending to not understand something in a book and him to put her through, countless times he turns her down by saying; "Even I don't understand either."

Derick has a habit of looking down on ordinary people, women and so on. He doesn't like committing into a particular thing and if he ever sleep with a woman, he doesn't go to her twice.

Though he is very intelligent, full of himself, punctual, loves highlife and his intelligency made the class voted for him as the class-representative.

He can't be the only son of famous celebrities in college but something unexplained keeps pushing Whitney towards him and him? Of course Derick has been noticing Whitney's lust or love for him and it happens that he is gonna be the supporting male character beside her in their project. How awful?

Whitney is beautiful, hot, prompt and moreover a spoilt brat. Still with all of these, any man will want her to be his girlfriend. But not Derick. He doesn't do lovebirds stuff.

He has tasted so many women in the past, toyed with them and dump them in the ditch but he doesn't want to touch a woman like Whitney.

Okay, let's get this straight, it's not like him too is having a crush on her, no! He is typically not. He heard her brothers are very dangerous and not easygoing.

Well whatever, Derick is not the scaring type. His motto is boldly written in his expressions. He fears no one other than his parents. If Whitney's brothers serve themselves as a guard to taunt everyone, he doesn't waste time on stuffs like that. Derick has his own bodyguards which his father has hired to go with him wherever he goes.

He doesn't likes that. Since he is still up in the building, his guards wait for him outside at the garage.

As soon as his conscience whispered him to stare his eyes at her, he did only for him to find Whitney already seated in front of his desk. Lifting her mini black skirt above her thighs, she constantly caressed her slender thighs and inward to her panties.

Seems like there's no one in the classroom and everyone has gone out for break hour. It's just left with the both of them in the class and it could also be an opportunity of doing something bad in haste.

When she bit her lower lip and whispered, "Hi handsome." He looked away and stood few inches from her immediately.

"Please can you do yourself a favor by putting down your skirt? I don't want to wreck your whole body."

"Listen, I like you and-"

Cutting her off, he laughed and ran his eyes allover her, "You? A whore is liking a famous guy like me?"

Whitney blushed. She's a fool, o yes she is and she doesn't care if he calls her a slut either. She is enamoured of him.

"Oh please don't even start telling me how you have a crush on me because I know they are all obsessions." He frowned.

"Obsessions?" Whitney vigorously nodded her head and stood up, "No, Derick I'm not obsessed with you. I really do like you and I want us to be-"

"Intimate? Is that not what you want?" Whitney nodded her head. He laughed and narrowed his eyes at her, "Listen to me clearly Whitney Flynn, I don't deal with  girls like you. We might be in the same society but you're not fit for my league, whore! I don't even like you at all."

He wore his tilted sunglasses and irritatedly remarked, "Gosh! I think I've suffered a lot from all these random college slutty women claiming they love me for my well-built body."

"But I-"

"Let this be the first and last time you'll ever throw yourself at me, Whitney. The next time you do such, I'll report you to the school authorities for abuse or I might do something you and I will end up regretting at the end of the day, you get that?" Without waiting for her reply, he grabbed his phone from the desk and barged out of the classroom.

Whitney fanned her face and took several deep breaths. She's still in the daze of his handsome. Though she didn't hear a single word he said because while he was busy talking with her, she was falling her soul to his feet.

His deep-cracked voice was that of every matured masculines just like her brothers and the minutes he spend in talking with her, made her feel so special in front of a man for the first time.

Now she's ever ready to do anything for his sake. She want him all for herself. It's not greed, it's a bet between herself and this thing called love.

After thinking about Derick for quite some time, Whitney fixed her hair, repainted her lips, did some light makeup, and grabbed her things before leaving.

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