My New Teacher

ch.2 I saw him

When i woke up the next morning, George's face still haunted me. I could imagine him naked on the bed with two blonde whores, and him going 'DOWNSTAIRS' on both! So much for loving him. "UGGGHH!!" i sighed. After getting ready i went downstairs for breakfast. To my surprise, there was an array of dishes presented on the table, but unfortunately i wasn't hungry. George had killed my appetite. "I want to go back home, i dont really like it here", I mummbled. My mom gave me an annoyed look signalling that grandpa would here me complaining, and he wouldn't like it. Frustrated, I took an apple, bid goodbye to all at home and left for college.

The local city bus was not as horrible as i had though. The twenty mins journey seemed short. As i reached college, I waked into the office to collect my class schedule. The college was full of students. Tall guys, good looking guys, the hippies, the nerds, the show-offs, the lonely ones, few wore too many clothes, while the others barely managed to cover their skin. i got my schedule from the office and began scanning and memorizing it. First class, Biology, Class-12! ok! so where was class 12? I was lost. The bell rang and all the students started moving into their own classes. I somehow managed to find a bright looking girl and asked her to help me find my class. "First left, then right, then up the stairs, then a right again, class 12 is at the end of that corridor", she explained. "thankyou so much,". This college was a fucking maze, i almost ran my way through every corridor. 

Just when i reached my class corridor, without looking ahead i banged hard into a guy. A man actually. I bent down to pick up my stuff, and began appologising repeatedly. The journey of my eyes from the floor to his face, was something i cannot desicribe in words. Well polished pointed formal shoes, narrow bottom pants, lean and long legs, tucked in shirt, a thin strapped tie, and then his mesmerizing face. He had the most beautiful chizelled jaw, a pointed nose, blue eyes that shined brightly and perfectly combed hair. He handed me my books and all i could see is his bright teeth shine in between as he spoke. I dont know what he said, but i assumed he said "its ok its ok" many times after i appologized. Just as he handed me my last book, i happened to touch his fingers, and a chill ran through my spine. i imagined those fingers run down my neck, my back, my round butt!

"miss, MISS, arnt you late for your class?" i somehow pulled myself together and ran to my class. I just hope he dint see me drooling after looking at him. Luckily for me, my teacher had yet to come, Day 1, SAVED!