Tess's POV
After coming out of the bathroom, I was completely ready for college. I had my violet hair straightened and hanging by my shoulders, swaying side to side to my every movement. I was wearing my black Doc Martens, black leather mini-skirt and one of my sarcasm crop tops- leaving my belly exposed.
I applied light make-up before grabbing my phone and heading downstairs. I walked into the kitchen to find Josh fiddling with random household kitchen stuff, trying to figure out what do with them to make breakfast.
"Um, you're doing pretty well there," I smirked, sarcasm taking control of my tone. Joshua instantly turned at the sound of my voice to face me.
"I see you're doing a T-Shirt reference thing today, huh." he remarked, pointing at my crop top that said, 'SARCASM: Just one of the many services I offer.'
"Yup," I replied, popping the 'p'.
I walked over to Josh, who still had no idea what the cheese he was doing. I grabbed the blender and knife out of his hands before whispering in his ear.
"Not a good combination. Well, not around the kids. Maybe, you can try when you're alone. When its safer." I pulled away from Josh and put aside the kitchen essentials.
I bent down to grab the milk bottle from the fridge to hear an irritating voice once again. "I'm getting a nice view up here. Maybe we should bunk." He mused, I know there was a smirk lying across his face even though I couldn't see him.
I immediately straightened my body and walked towards the kitchen island and started to make some cereal for Lily, who was patiently waiting at the breakfast bar. I could feel Josh's eyes burning through me making my body flush with heat.
"Why are you going scarlet? Is it too much make-up? No. Little miss Tessa is blushing." he whispered in a low seductive voice, his lips skimming past the delicate skin just under my ear. I put aside the cereal bowl I was holding and turned to face Josh. "Not here Joshua. There are little kids watching." I gestured over to Lily. He let out a frustrated groan and walked to the breakfast bar to sit with Lily.
He was staring at me intensely as if he were waiting for something. Maybe breakfast?
I went to the wooden kitchen cabinet to grab another bowl. As soon as I turned around, I find Lily flushing a deep shade of red and looking as if she were about to let out all the tears her body had stored.
I gave Josh a questioning look, but received nothing but a small smile and him giving Lily a side hug. There was something I didn't know and I needed to know.
I turned to look at the time. Damn. I only had 10 minutes to reach college and drop Lily back home.
"Josh! Time!" I scolded him. Serves him right for trying to play games with me when we had limited in the first place. His eyes widened and he headed out the door immediately.
Thanks for leaving Lily and me here.
I grabbed my phone and then Lily, resting her on my hip. I open the front door to find Josh starting his bike. Hell. No.
I glared at Josh as he smirked at me. "I know that look and yes, you are getting on this death machine." he mused. I rolled my eyes at him. I let Lily slide down my body so that we were both walking towards Josh.
"I'm gonna walk." I seriously stated only to hear Josh scoff. Excuse me? Is there something I need to know? Because I'm certainly lost here.
"No, no and no. Tessa, listen. My baby won't kill you and neither will I." he pleaded. I internally laughed at the fact that he had nothing else to say. I walked over towards the death machine and hopped on it.
Now it was Josh at the front, Lily in the middle and me at the back. I am so going to regret this.
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I were five minutes late for English Literature and I was thankful I had Mr Brown because I knew him as a family friend. Josh had headed over to his Biology class.
As soon as I walked into the classroom, I hear an unfamiliar voice. "You're late.'
I ignored the voice and walked to my seat. Who is this man? The only reason I took this course was because someone I knew was teaching it."No. You're not sitting there. You will sit right here. In front of me." he rudely said with his Australian accent. Rude much. Who does he think he is?
"Excuse me? Who the hell are you to speak to someone like that?" I turned on my heel to face the man. My eyes widened at the sight of him. Eyes scouring every inch of the brooding man who was languidly leaning against the pale wall at his back. Blonde brown unruly curls framed a chiseled jaw and glinting brown eyes; the front of his hair pushed haphazardly off his forehead.
A tight fitting Green Day t-shirt over his body, revealing his toned body. Skinny ripped jeans hung low on his hips, held up by and singular strip of dark leather.
"I am your teacher," he paused as he skimmed down the class list. "Theresa." I rolled my eyes at him before rudely correcting him, "It's Tess."
"I am your teacher- Professor Irwin. You don't talk to your teachers like that, now, do you?" A menacing smirk spread across his face. "What on Earth would your father think of his daughter acting like this with a class teacher?"
My breath stopped. My father. Tears threatened to break through my eyes. No, I couldn't look weak anymore.
"My father's dead. Try again," I shot back, keeping my face a mask void of all emotion. Suck on that, you Australian jerk.
"I-I'm sorry. I didn't know," he stammered, obviously blindsided.
"I don't need you pity. I'm a big girl. I know how to handle the world's crap."
"Right. Fair point. For what it's worth, I am sorry," sincerity shone bright in his brown eyes and yet once again I was intrigued.
"Go eat a cheese ball," I mumbled, fiddling with my Beats.
Who was this guy?
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