So, here I was. Getting my makeup done for prom, as I fidget with my nails, so long and with a red, pinky tone, yet I was ruining them by biting them and scratching them, because my boyfriend wasn't here still.My mind echoes his name, not my boyfriend's, other name...
"viktor.. viktor.. viktor..."
Its like he never gets off of me. Im so tired of thinking, I start looking at the roof as my friend Cleo sees I'm a bit zoomed out, she keeps styling my hair. Her fingers smooth in my head, as I can't stop thinking- But, no! Its not time to think about HIM, I need to be in the present. But why am I thinking about him? Lets recap...
Hi again. Yes this is me, Natalie, I am in junior high school, or I was, as I am now on prom, but my first day.. I was walking down the hall, already familiar with my surroundings, waving to teachers, and looking at the colorful big sign that said "Welcome back" thinking that this is going to be the best year as it was my last...
... or so I thought.
As I got to the classroom, there was no one else than me and my professor, the classroom was large, decorated by my professor, it was a bit serious but felt cozy as the air conditioner hit my body, I exhaled happily when suddenly I realized... it was strange for my school to have male professors, since there was just two, but he was new.
He look at me and smirk, within seconds he greeted me.
"Good morning."
I was shocked. His eyes stuck to me like if I was a show, his gaze locked in my eyes, he then put on a soft sly smile, putting apart the discomfort I smiled softly and nod affirmatively.
"Good morning!"
Nothing would make me not positive this day, it was my first!, I sat down and waited patiently, the professor was reading a book, it seemed of law, as I'm not a very patient person I look up to the professor and tried to stick a conversation with him.
"Are you'd a new professor?"
He look down at me and nod softly, he had blue eyes, like the sky and ocean, a scar on his cheek, black hair, long till his shoulders, he didn't have the normal uniform, it was a suit, with black pants, he didn't have the sweater of the suit, he just had a white tight shirt that showed a bit of his muscular form, the moment I saw that I knew that girls would want him.
He answered with a rough, deep voice...
"Indeed, you look lovely, ms..?"
I blinked in surprise and smiled
- "Natalie, my name is Natalie."
The professor closed the book, he has rough, calloused hands, and a watch on his right hand, he tilts his head to the side and let out a soft hum.
"Hmm... thats a pretty name."
I smiled completely enchanted by his demeanor, I already thought we were gonna be friends and have a good year, I nod softly, and started to play with the ring on my hand, it was of silver, with tiny moons and stars.
"Thank you, mr..?"
"Viktor. My name is Viktor."I nod and hum in agreement
"Viktor, that is a pretty name"
"Im from Russia."WHAT?! from Russia to California? That was some change.. no wonder his voice was so rough, and his skin a bit pale.
"How are you'd accommodating to the new weather?" I said putting my hands in my chin and listening intently.
"Its... something, its better than cold for sure, back there it was freezing."
I could only imagine, living in snow all year sounded like a dream since in California it was pretty hot, it did snow but rarely. Yet I understood that the summer of our California was amazing.
Suddenly a loud thud on the door was heard and it opened with two boys laughing, in there, there it was, my sweet boyfriend, my sweet Alan, as soon as Alan spotted me, he came running to me and hug me.
"Natalie!, oh my god! I missed you so so so so so much!" He said squeezing me hardly and getting his nose on my hair sniffing my scent, he always says I smell like candy.
"Honey, you literally saw me yesterday.." I said between giggles while his friends watched
My boyfriend, Alan, he is tall, has brown coffee hair, green eyes, freckles on his cheeks, he plays soccer, I go to his games often, and he is so cheerful sometimes he dries me off!
While I was hugging him I noticed that Viktor clenched his jaw so tightly, I thought his teeth would clench, he grip the desk, his knuckles turning white, but as Alan let me go he was visibly better.
I just smiled at the professor and sat down in my desk, while the classroom got crowded more, and more, and more.
Classes went well, I chatted with Cleo that day all day, and Mr.Viktor's class was kind of confusing, his explanations were rough and he didn't left time for questions, oh god he was a hard professor.
After his class, he touched my shoulder before I left...
"Miss.Natalie, could you stay, please? A word."
I was a bit nervous, he was so close, it made me uncomfortable, but he is a teacher.. so ya'll now what I said.
"Sure, Mr.Viktor.."
To be continued
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Prom Lover
RandomNatalie is a girl that is starting her last year of junior high school, she is met with her new Russian professor, Viktor. Unfortunately for her, this tale wasn't gonna end well. WARNING: obsession, masochism, stalker, sensitive content.