Professor Sebastian Jones - Is It Love? Fan-fiction by SW

Chapter 08 - The ice bucket and the almost kiss

Now, it's the last morning class: Myths & Legends. Drogo is with Sarah and me till Sebastian enters the amphitheater. Drogo bends towards me and whispers in my ear.

Drogo: Here is your knight in shining armor, little thing. I'll let you with him, and I'll come back after to take you home.

He winks. I smirk and answer him in a playful tone.

Khawla: Oh! Aren't you attending this class with me either?

Drogo: I have something to do...

He says this very serious, and disappears. I shiver. I'm afraid he goes after Loan, and I fear the worst. Loan has no chances with Drogo. Or maybe he has? Only if he has garlic and a stake in his sleeves... Definitely, no chances at all.

Sebastian gaze falls on mine, and he smiles broadly at me warming my heart. I can still feel his lips on mines in that stolen little kiss. I'm thinking of how he stayed at the hospital for the five hours I was out, waiting for me waking up and taking me home. The way he devoured me with his fierce amber eyes and his firm and strong hands around me... He feels something for me too.

Sebastian turns to the whiteboard and writes: "Fairies - what are they?"

Sebastian: For the next three weeks, our subject is fairies. Can anyone tell me what a fairy is?

A student from the front row raises her hand.

Sebastian: Yes, Miss?

Student1: A supernatural creature with magic powers that looks like a small person with butterfly wings and wand.

I giggle. Sebastian glares at me. Although he feels something towards me, this is the kind of disturbance that he doesn't tolerate at his classes... especially from me.

Sebastian: Anyone else?

A student from the back of the amphitheater raises his hand.

Sebastian: Yes?

Student2: I would add that fairies also shine in the dark like fireflies.

I try to hold a chuckle, but I can't help it. These answers are so silly! Sebastian glares at me again, and his voice is full of irony.

Sebastian: I guess Miss Jones can give us another definition, right?

"Oh-oh..."

I take a deep breath and stand up to answer. All eyes are on me. I glare back at Sebastian who, now, has a sadistic smile on his lips. I hate being in the spotlights.

Khawla: Well... Fairies only started to be described with butterfly or fly wings from the Middle Ages, in the modern fairy tales.

Sebastian has a satisfied smile on his lips. But he won't let me go. He'll make me pay a little bit more for disturbing his class. He's very well-known in the academic environment for being a sadistic professor. He leans against his desk and seems very interested in what I'm saying.

Sebastian: Please, go on.

"Oh, heck!"

I take another deep breath. If Professor Jones intended to humiliate me, it seems that it didn't work. But, somehow, he's very proud that I didn't let him make fun of me. He has found a tough adversary.

Khawla: According to the Celtic folklore, the term fairy originally was used to describe supernatural women who directed the lives of men and attended births... something like in Sleeping Beauty, but without wings and wands.