Her Slave

1: Catching the Target

"Hey, excuse me. Could I borrow your blue pen?"

I turned my head with lack of interest towards... What was his name again?

I narrowed my eyes on the I.D. around his neck. Oh, yeah. He's "Trevor".

Oh, well. "Trevor" was doing puppy eyes at me.

My eyebrow shot up when I started checking him out. Not much to see except hotness and confidence.

"You don't have a pen? What kind of student are you?"

He flashed a smile at me."I do have a black one but I need a blue one for highlights."

"Then, buy a pen yourself." I dismissed him as a look of surprise went through him. He's being cute-yes - but it's not enough.

He huffed as he turned to his other side and did the same thing with the other girl. She giggled as Trevor shot her that heart-melting smile as she gave him the only pen she had.

Ugh. A single smile was all it cost to lost yourself, girl?

I mentally rolled my eyes as I forced myself to listen to the teacher. She was ranting about some article she saw this morning. It was about rape. It was very related to our topic, actually. I did mention she was teaching quadratic formula, right?

I mentally groaned.

Damn. He ruined my concentration. Damn him.

"Hey."

I faced him with irritation floating out of me. Can't he tell that I already rejected his offer of conversation?

"What do you want?"

He tried to stop himself but he obviously failed as he grinned at me. "I like you."

Okay, that was too fast. I just talked to him for the first time a couple of minutes ago.

I raised an eyebrow at him. "You're not getting in my pants that easy."

"I love you, then."

"You must be stupid." My right eyebrow twitched. Breathe, Stephanie.

He faked a look of surprise as he rubbed his chin and pretended to surge deep in thought.

"Girls usually fall for that." He smiled as he added humor in his voice.

How dare he mock the female species! Ugh, a total air head. No one should mock either part if you ask me. Anyone who states that he/she doesn't need the other one is plainly idiotic. But that's besides the point that he generalized women.

"Maybe that's because you're not a very good liar."

He raises his eyebrow. "Who said I was lying? I really do like you, m'lady." He almost bowed his head to make the gesture of respect.