Katarina’s POV
I found room B13 with ease.
As I entered the large auditorium I noticed that hardly anyone was here. I wasn’t early. I was perfectly on time. I shrugged it off; it was a Monday morning after all.
I decided to take a seat at the front of the class, in case the professor asked to see me.
I sat my books down on the floor and took out my notebook. I neatly wrote the date and the title of the class at the top of the page.
More students shuffled in, filling up the back of the auditorium.
I probably looked like the ultimate nerd.
Fuck it.
Moments passed before someone came and sat next to me.
Thank God.
“Hey I’m Calum,” the guy said in a friendly tone
“Nice to meet you Calum, I’m Katarina” I replied smiling
He was cute. He had a tanned complexion, brownish black hair and I noticied he had a small tattoo of a Native American Indian on his arm.
“I haven’t seen you in this class before Katarina” he spoke
“I’m new”
“I could tell,” he said laughing
“Is it that obvious?” I replied frowning
“No! It’s just; hardly anyone sits in the front row. If you do you’re either new or you’re a total nerdy loser” he replied laughing
Nerdy loser?
“So what’s the professor like?” I asked
“Total nut job”
Great.
“I mean, he used to be cool, hell he even looked like he enjoyed what he was teaching but then after the incident he lost that passion he once had”
“Incident? What incident?” I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me
“Apparently his fiancé left him at the alter and ran off with a younger dude”
I couldn’t help the small gasp that escaped my mouth. Boy that was rough.
With impeccable timing, in walked the professor.
He was tall and thin and had a light stubble growing. He had chestnut coloured hair.
“He looks young,” I whispered to Calum
He started laughing, again. “Funny you should say that, his name is Professor Young and yeah, he’s only twenty seven” Calum replied.
“Quieten down” the professor spoke
I took this as my cue to stand up and introduce myself to the professor
“Hi Sir, my name is Katarina Sierra. I’m new to your class,” I said confidently
“So?” he responded, “what do you want me to do Miss Sienna”?
“Nothing” I replied becoming agitated “and its Sierra” I added
“Well seeing as though you so desperately want to be known, go on. Introduce yourself to the rest of the students”
“Look, I –
“Class, meet Miss Sierra, she’s new if anyone cares” he said, interrupting me and addressing the class.
Suddenly the auditorium door opened and in walked the asshole from this morning. My eyes went wide in shock as did his.
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