Chapter 22

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The next morning I woke up and hesitantly climbed out of bed. Tanya phoned me six times just to ensure that I was getting ready to, and I quote, 'Cheer my ass off!"

I sighed and made my way towards my shower, the water trickled down my skin as I applied shampoo to my hair. When I finished I combed my hair and threw on a pair of tights and my batman shirt then I walked towards the kitchen where I met Abhay.

"Hey." I yawned.

"Morning." He said groggily.

"What happened to you?" I questioned whilst pouring myself a cup of coffee.

"Randhir is making me play soccer today at the school match." He sighed then took a gulp from his cup of coffee.

"Randhir?" I questioned.

"Oh, Professer Moodley. The English lecturer." He said and I nodded. "And what about you? Why are you so upset on a bright morning?" He questioned.

I sighed. "Tanya's forcing me to be a cheerleader for the student's team."

"Funny," he smiled, "we're somewhat trapped in the same situation."

I smiled lightly, "Yeah, I guess so."

"And our friends are forcing us to do things against our will. Bastards." He said and I giggled.

After eating our breakfast I went to university and marched straight to Tanya's room, it was her orders.

"What are you wearing?" She gasped and I looked down.

"What? There's nothing wrong with my clothes." I huffed. My batman tee and tights were perfectly fine, but the glare I got from Tanya said otherwise.

"Tina, my innocent lamb. You're beautiful, sexy, and have the perfect figure, I think it's time you show it off."

"Show off? Who would I want to impress?" I questioned defensively. I dress for comfort, not to impress anyone.

"I dunno, maybe a cute guy in uni or..." She trailed off then smirked, "Mr. Ranawat."

"What is with you about me and him? He is my lecturer tha's all? Why would you think that?" I asked....mainly because I wanted to see if she was suspicious about anything.

"It's the way he looks at you." She said and my eyebrows furrowed. "I've seen it. When his eyes rest on you something changes, something clicks in his mind the moment he sees you."

"How long have you been watching him?" I joked.

"A long time, I don't pay much attention to him in class but what caught my attention was the way he looked at you. A couple of weeks ago he would just stare at you, but now, it's like he's trying to figure you out. It's so weird yet so romantic, and you're so oblivious to it."

"You're watching way too many romantic movies my friend."I laughed, she had to be joking. Abhay hasn't looked at me the way she described he did.

"Shut up and let me give you a make-over, the match is two hours away." She whined.

"I'm fine, I'll catch you later though." I said and walked out the door, when I reached the hallway it was vacant but I heard hushed voices. I followed the sound and saw Miss Arora talking to another female cheater, she was labelled as the school's slut, in terms of the teachers.

I was about to leave when I heard her say a familiar name. Abhay. I hid behind a wall and listened to their conversation.

"Mr. Ranawat was looking so handsome yesterday did you see? Oh you think he was handsome then you should see him today at the match. He has to wear shorts." She squealed like a thirteen year old. I rolled my eyes, even I was more mature than her. "And guess what, I'm going to be cheering for his team so that'll give him a chance to come and talk to me. Oh and you know the other day we had such a long conversation and I think he was going to ask me out but then he had to go to a stupid lecture. Ugh! I was so close, he would've been mine today. I swear he only cares for his students, who cares about those idiots? All they do is cause stress!" She complained.

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