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I started taking the notes. I feel like someone was watching me. I shook my head slightly and concentrate on teaching and taking notes.
Oookkkaaayyy....
I finally turned my head leftwards to find the person who was staring me like I'm that persons favourite tv serial.
Wait a minute.. I know this guy. Oh god. The fourth one which bumped me.
I looked at him a little longer but he didn't took away his glance. I narrowed my eyes at him but in return he only smirked at me.
Idiotic.
I shook my head and again concentrate.
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Staring.
He was staring again.
He took a seat next to me which made be uncomfortable. I wish he could just stop staring at me.
I shifted in my seat awkwardly.
I caught him smirking. He was smirking. So,he know he makes me feel uncomfortable.
Bastard!!
I sighed when teacher entered the class.
I took out my notebook and pen to take the notes.
The teacher started explaining the remaining topic. I was not getting anything that made sense as I missed the early topics.
I heard someone humming some tune or song. Guess!. Yup! None other than the Mr. Irritater
I choose to ignore it but it was getting annoying n annoying each passing second.
I decided to give him a angry glance. I got more fuming when I saw him smirking again.
Man! I just want to slap that idiotic smirk from his face.
Cool down. Just breath. In. Out. In. Out. Yes. Just keep going.
And just then he decided to TAP HIS PEN ON THE DESK.
Just ignore it.
"Hum. Yuhm. Aaum. Uhnm. Aaum." His more humming sound just added oil into the fire.
Ignore.
Ignore.
Ignore.
But, it was getting more frustrating. The more I ignored him the more irritating he was becaming.
I glared at him again. He looked at me and smile widely innocently and batted his eyelashes like a too innocent ways.
I sighed heavily.
"Mr.Dalton,do you have any problem?" Teacher said him which caused everyone's attention to Mr. Irritater.
Oh. So its Mr. Dalton. But Mr. Irritater suits him better.
"Uh. Nothing"
"Good."
Now,its was my turn for smirking.
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