Prom Lover

EP3 - +99 MESSAGES?!

I had stayed over my boyfriends that day, my mother trusts him, when I woke up I grab my phone, while he slept in my chest, his hair all messy and his breathes heavy, I caress his hair while looking at my phone because it kept buzzing, I grab it and turn the screen on.

"What the.."

I had +99 messages and phone calls! But- from who? I went to settings and put silent mode so my boy didn't woke up, then I went to Messages and checked what was happening.

As I checked who was the number I shocked. Mr.Viktor? How did he got my phone??? And mostly, why was he calling me?

Of course I didn't answer, at least not now. I turn the phone off completely and hug Alan, he woke up slightly and smiled faintly, he hug me tightly and I put my chin on the crook of his neck and he spoke in a slight gruff tone as he had just woken up.

"Good morning, sweetheart.."
"Morning, Alan."

He look up at me with wide eyes and pout, he knew that when I called him Alan I was either mad or being bugged by other stuff, he suddenly pull away and look at me.

"What happened? Why Alan?" he gasped a bit "Are you in your period? Cramps?!"

I laughed softly and look at him, he is always a sweet little thing, always caring about me.

"No, no, no, nothing like that..."
"Then? What is it?"
"Just something strange."

He just sighed and hug me again, that day was normal, afternoon on the park with Alan, then I went to my house on the night and fell asleep.

Next day, School, Monday, yayy? I didn't like school but I did like seeing my friends and boyfriend. I prepared myself for school one hour before I left my home, as I walked down the hall, searching for my friend, a rough hand grab my shoulder and started to pull me, I was about to protest when I heard a whisper, rough, yet loud enough for me to hear it.

"Don't speak or I'll put you cero on your whole school year."

As I recognized the voice, Mr.Viktor, I nod slowly and kept walking with him, he drag me to a secluded corner, and knelt to my level, he is too tall, 1.90, sometimes I ask myself if people in Russia are giants, but he had already told us it was his DNA.

He looked directly in my eyes, he seemed irritated.

"Miss.Natalie, why didn't you'd answered my call's yesterday?"
"Professor.. well. You are my professor, why should I answer your calls? And plus, why were you calling me?"
"That.. doesn't matter anymore. Why didn't you'd answer?"

I sighed and look at him

"Why should I justify it? I mean, you are just my professor."
"Yes but.. in Russia its a disrespectful thing to not answer professional calls."

Russia.. did Russia had that? I started to think it was a lie, but just shrugged it off.

"I didn't cause I was busy, ok? Im sorry then."
"No, its.. its alright. It was just to tell you your exams results."
"Sure... can I leave now?"
"Yes."

I quickly walk out of there, uhm what just happened? And why was he like that? I mean, he teaches well but that was way too weird.

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(In his class)

I was sat in my chair, when Viktor started to explain the theme, he had different clothes that day, his shirt a bit more tight, it had straps from the pants, and he had a little bow in the collar of the shirt, he had his hair completely loosened up, and he was using a ruler to explain, he is such a 2000's teacher.