'You dropped your pencil,' someone said to me from behind while I myself brooded about Hunt and the coming evening tasks. I jumped and turned back to see Robert Hunt standing tall, in his black leather jacket, dark untidy but sexy hair, looking at me.
'Whh...what?' I stammered, wondering why I suddenly I didn't seem to understand English at all. My eyes could only see him, his dark green eyes and nothing else.
'Your pencil' Robert said waving a red pencil in front of me as I stood gaping like an idiot. There was a slight hint of amusement in his eyes too by now.
Oh I was mortified.
'That's not my pencil,' I finally stammered back. Indeed it was not mine. In fact I didn't have any pencils on me, since like I was ten years old!
'My mistake,' he answered and abruptly took off to his class just like that.
So, I did get my wish at the end.
I did ended up talking with Robert Hunt and it ended in a fiasco!
