I hate you

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What do you mean?"

Dasha  smirked and pulled me towards the library. "I'm making your woman jealous. I told you before, she likes you, Becky.

"I doubt it, dash. I told you before too, she likes my best friend." I said as I tried to pull her.

Get inside Mrs Armstrong she said before she left, and kissed me on my cheek.

Even though I was surprised by the change in calling and movement, I followed. I slowly opened the glass door...wait! Glass door? Glass door I see...right? This is the conference room they don't see you outside but inside they do ......shameless dasha I got what she mean by doing that !!

I gulped and bit my lower lip because when I opened the door, a cold and grim expression of Miss freen  greeted me who was now sitting on her seat. I looked back at her  because I was suddenly nervous at hier stare. I saw that my friend Arki was also smiling and it seemed that I knew why.

She snorted at the empty seat next to him  so I slowly approached him without looking at Miss Freen's behavior again.

"I thought I was going to ship you to Miss Faye. What do you have with the new professor?" Arki whispered to me when I sat down. He elbowed me so I gave him a look that made him grin again.

"But unfairness, you're good." She giggled afterword.

"Your noise--"

"Let's start!" a cold voice interrupted me so Arki and I were able to sit.

Miss freen  stood in front and the first thing that caught my attention was her sitting position. She's wearing a tight skirt similar to what dasha  was wearing earlier, so it really emphasizes her sitting position. Her butt is really bulging, vebz. The sexy! Omg she's hot!

"Since Miss Faye  is not here....."

When I looked back at her face, I was surprised when our eyes met again. She was looking intently at me while discussing something and I am not sure if what I saw was right, but when she turned around, I saw her slightly smirking.

I tasted my saliva softly and when she faced us again I noticed something. She's slightly pale because she doesn't wear make-up. She has a natural beauty that even without make-up shes still very beautiful, that's why I noticed her paleness. Is she okay?

She continued to discuss our responsibilities for today because the beginning of our practice is tomorrow. After our meeting we went straight to our respective tasks. Since they installed me as Vice President of External Affairs, I am now here in Miss Freen's office with Alfred who is my Secretary. We are just here in the visitor's area and Miss freen  is actually in her office.

The two of us were discussing who could sponsor our graduation ceremony and so far so good. He's good on his ideas and thoughts so we get along.

While Alfred and I continued talking, I was startled when someone threw a sweatshirt at my face.

"What the hell?!" Annoyed, I took the sweater that covered my face and stared in shock because of Miss Freen's evil look at Alfred.

"Your eyes, Mr. Alba. I'm watching you." Miss Freen's attitude towards me was serious.

"I-I'm sorry, Miss chankima." The latter apologized stuttering here and I saw Miss Freen's cringe before looking at me.

"Follow me." She said before turning around and entering her  office.

Curious, I followed her and when I entered her office, Miss freen  greeted me with a frown. She folded her arms across her chest and stared sullenly at my chest before returning it to my face.

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