BENEATH HIS MASK

CHAPTER 12(PART B- WHAT IS HE UPTO?)

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I stirred in my bed trying to get some sleep. It baffled me that thing which looked forward to every night was the thing i tried to avoid when things got tough. A good night's sleep was a blessing i was able to regain very recently. But leave it to Damien and his posy to make me get new nightmares when i just started to recover from the old ones.

Every time i would close my eyes i would see Damien smirking in my face, that obnoxious and yet sexy smirk made my blood boil. He would just bend down to my height and look me in the eyes before he asked me "what are you going to do about it?"

I bend forward to sit up from my bed. I pulled the sheets towards my chest as i folded my arms and leaned back against the pillow. I rubbed my temples in an attempt to relax myself as flashbacks of the day clouds my mind yet once again much to my annoyance.

(10 hours ago)

I read through my notes for one last time before i decided to grab some breakfast. i poured some milk on my bowl of fruit loops and shoved a spoon of it in my mouth as cindy just grabbed a glass of juice and a diet bar.

"that's all you are going to eat?" i couldn't help but ask.

"who can think of eating during midterms?" she asked frustrated.

I snorted at her, food never needs a right time, only right appetite.

"oh god, why did i decide to major in medieval literature?" Cindy asked frustrated.

"because you actually have brains which think more than just skinny jeans and shoes." I said taking another bite."How are you so relaxed? I am no scientist but i am pretty sure majoring in neuro biology isn't a joy ride either."

"on the contrary, i enjoy it very much."

"you are such a nerd."

"wouldn't have got a scholarship if i didn't."

It was as if realisation had dawned on me as i said that, i couldn't help but think the worst case scenario at the moment. Cindy shhok me out of my reverie and back to my senses.

"hey, what happened to you just now?"

"cindy, if these guys are capable of me getting suspeneded for three days and losing my dorm, do you think they can make me loose my scholarship too?"

"what? Becks you are the best student in your class, there is no way you can loose the scholarship."

Cindy gave me a comforting hug but i couldn't help but wonder. By the time i walked into the examination hall, there was just five minutes left for the exam to start. the teacher would have yelled at me had not another student come right after me who received stink eyes from him. i take a seat as the examiner distributes the papers. the student who was late hurried to his seat bumping me in the shoulders without so much of an apology. The paper was mostly multiple choice and we had 45 minutes over all. i finish all my multiple choice in 25 minutes and was about to start the essay question when Mr. Fields stopped in front of my seat with a serious expression on his face.

"what's that near your foot Miss. Jones?"

I looked down to see a crushed up paper at the right side of my foot. I pick it up but before i could look at it, Mr. Fields snatched it from my hand.

"it appears to be a cheat sheet." He announces as the entire class threw curious looks at me.

"but i didn't..." before i could finish my sentence, the teacher grabbed me by the hand and dragged me out of the class room.

"you can explain it to the principal." He says refusing to hear any of what i had to say. In a situation like this, my normal reaction would be to fight and stand up for myself but it was as if my voice was caught in my throat and nothing would come out. All i could think was that, if the principal actually believed him, i couldn't fathom what could happen if he did. After sitting alone with my thoughts for it felt like an hour but was no more than 15 minutes i was called in the office. The principal Mrs. Swan was a middle aged woman with a strict demeanour but a fair attitude towards her students. she instructed me to take a seat.

"Miss. Jones what would cause to do something like this?" she asked with a confused but serious expression.

"i didn't do it." I repeated for what it felt like the tenth time now.

"it was found under your desk."Mr. fields repeated.

"this is unacceptable Rebecca, i am sorry but we have to revoke your scholarship." She said with a stern expression.

"but i didn't...." before i could say anything, we were disturbed by a knock on the door. When Mrs. Swan instructed the person to come in, who was none other than Mr dipshit himself. This just made things sooo much better. I couldn't help but think. I must have been really nervous as i was being sarcastic even to myself.

"Mr. Taylor, don't you have an exam to write?" the principal asks him as calmly as she could.

"i finished early mam and i am sorry but i wish to know what Rebecca is involved in."he says calmly.

"why? So you can make it worse?"

Even i couldn't recognise the venom in my tone. The last thing i would need right now was his involvement.

"she is losing her scholarship as she was caught cheating during her exam." Mr.Fields filled in almost too eagerly.

"did you actually catch her cheating?" he asked calmly.

"well no, but the cheat sheet was under her desk." Mr. Fields argued.

"did you actually see her use it, that's not enough to declare that she was the one cheating. For all you know someone else would have been cheating and tried to pin it on her." he argued in my defence as i openly gaped at him.

"well..." Mr. Fields was about to say something before Damien cut him short

"Mis judgement towards a student without ample evidence only speaks about your failure of ability as a teacher." He said without blinking. I don't know what was more surprising, that Damien was actually standing up to me or that his rude yet assertive behaviour made a nagging teacher shut up.

"And as for scholarship, i would suggest that you actually look into the matter before you cost an innocent student her scholarship." He finishes with an emotionless expression on his face.

I just sat in my seat motionless. What just happened here? did Damien taylor just stand up for me? Am i dreaming? Was i sent into a parallel universe when nothing makes sense? Am i being punked? I pinch myself in an attempt to wake up but sadly all that results to is a red mark on my arm.

Mrs. Swan clears her throat before addressing us "is that all Mr.Taylor?"

Damien just shrugged his shoulders as he narrowed his eyes at Mr.Fields before turning his gaze towards me

"yes mam." He says without taking his eyes off me.

"well then, you have made a valid point, Miss jones you are free to go for now. The matter will be looked into and the state of your scholarship will be decided later on." Even though her words were directed to me, her gaze was towards Damien.

Damien walks out of his office and i quickly run behind him without excusing myself from the principal's office.

"wait,"

He stops in his steps and looks at me with an emotionless expression.

"why did you help me?"

I am not stupid, i am sure he expects something. It's not like he woke up and decided to turn nice today.

He just smirked at me before replying " i don't remember owing you an explanation."

He turns away and disappears in the hall of students. well looks like the old Damien is back now. But why would he help me when i thought he wanted to get rid of me? This man would be my first patient when i make it as a neuro biologist. His bipolar behaviour would make an interesting case study.