Behind the Curtains

Part 5

Every single details on my design is now being critiqued not only by my Professor but also by my envious classmates. They were trying to look for some flaws so that they could pull me down. Hah!

But to their surprise, the Professor never said a thing. So this girl named Audrey couldn't help herself but to lift a comment.

"You know guys, I think the color she used is just too dull!" She said, as if she's some kind of an expert.

"But that was the point. If the color itself would be that lively, do you think you'd be able to appreciate the style?" I said in defense. My Professor didn't say anything, just went to the next item done by another student. My classmates just looked at me disgustingly.

"I think there's a favoritism here." I heard one of them whispered but loud enough to reach my ears.

"Yeah, I think so." Another one agreed. The voices were now on a high volume that our Professor turned and shouted:

"Shut up!!!" She said in a loud voice. Everybody got shocked. They kept their heads down and started to whisper once again. The Professor then just went in front of the class and banged the table using her bare palm.

"Everybody here who aren't apprehensive of the rules, get out!" She said angrily in a loud voice.

Silence.

"I am not going to voice out my comments to anyone of you who submitted their designs today. All my observations will be reflected on your class cards. Understood?!" Now everybody, including me let out a sigh.

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"So how was the exhibit?" Mark asked.

"It's terrible." I said in dismay. Yeah, that was awful. I thought I'd be able to know the Professor's comments today regarding my work but- well, it was all because of that b*tch!

"Why?" I told him everything and all the series of facial expressions that I've seen in him seemed priceless I no longer need some professional critiquing. Aw!

"Know what, I think you'd better ignore them. They were just jealous of you because of course, you are a celebrity plus you don't have to prove yourself to them. You are just being you." He said looking so intently in my eyes.

Oh please, stop looking at me like that! I know he is just this way to everybody but I can't stop myself from feeling sooo overwhelmed!

Ah, why is it that I never felt this way in front of my fellow celebrities? I mean, hey, he's not that handsome! I met a lot of men in Hollywood and they are far more good-looking than Mark!

Now, what am I exactly pointing out is- would I possibly be having a crush on him? Oh, come on! I have had a series of crushes when I was a teen and it was never been this way! Could it be...?