recap
Before I was about to say 'You're welcome', he suddenly spoke on the other side again. "Oh by the way, good news. Mark told me there's a new teacher that will replace Mrs. Hobbs."
"Holy shit. That's totally something I want to hear, hopefully the one's replacing her would be at least less bastard than that grumpy woman." I snickered. "The teachers who replaces the old ones are always those useless dicks." I added as I heard Vincent laugh, it's true though.
I stopped in my tracks when I heard a deep voice clear their throat just behind me.
•••
"Ahem."
The deep husky voice caught my attention, so I turned to look at the man behind me as I quickly lowered the phone I am holding. "How can I help you?" I asked the unexpectedly tall man. He just stares and doesn't answer, alright, this is weird as heck.
"Hello?" I waved my hand around his face to check if he is listening to a word I'm saying. "You're a weirdo. Stop staring at me like that, who are you?" I squinted at the tall man wearing a neat cadet blue-coloured dress shirt, tucked in his pants. "I suppose you had already described me in such a flattering way, don't you think so?"
I looked at my phone for a while to turn off Vincent's call to have a very nice conversation with this man trying to challenge me. "Okay, I'm sorry to interrupt you, but Sir I'm already on my way to my english class. Stop beating around the bush and just tell me what you want, and who you are." I bluntly said to the man who aren't even saying what he wants. For the love of God, he might even just want me to move aside because I'm blocking his way and he's making it harder, my university is huge and I'm not sure If I saw this man before, but I think he is a new face here.
"According to you, I am that useless dick." The man chuckled skeptically as he raised his eyebrow up, waiting for me to realize and respond right away. I knew after a few seconds that he was our new replacement teacher for Mrs. Hobbs. That's it! I'm totally fucked up. This is such a wonderful first impression I gave him, just now. "And yes, your facial expression clearly gave it away. Yes, you're doomed and you clearly just earned hmm.. How many detentions?" He sarcastically said as he mockingly tried to count the number of detentions that I have earned. "Let's count, shall we?" I gave him a glare at what he's doing. "No."
"Alright!"
"Fucking h-"
"Yes, that's one! Cursed in front of a teacher, Second, using a cellphone during class hours. I'm clearly informed and I have read the university guidelines and I'm absolutely sure using phone during class hours is prohibited, right Miss..?" He trailed off as he waited for me to tell me my surname, which I wouldn't give away. I'm not that easy, I smirked at him as I folded my arms. "Oh, playing hard, aren't we?" He rolled his eyes as he mimicked my arm folding.
"Okay, so that's two detentions, have you been following? I can definitely slow down if you want." He put his arms behind him as he leaned quite bit, confronting me. "I know how to count." I said, my expression tight-lipped. "Good to know. Third, you just disrespected an authoritative figure, me. And that disrespect just broke the second rule in the university guidelines." He raised both his eyebrows up as he smiled smugly. Well, I'm quite impressed, he knows what he's talking about. "No need to count them, I wouldn't go to you either way." I chuckled as I shrugged. The door to the English class was literally just 4 meters away, this new teacher sure is gonna be a hard one. "Sure. You wouldn't go to me but you're going straight to the principal. But at least you're not going to my detention, right?" He teased me as I feel myself burning inside with hate. But with a smile clearly hinting the success of roasting a student in his first day, he walked away and went to the room I was clearly going to, if only he hadn't noticed me.
YOU ARE READING
Clandestine Love | B. Cumberbatch
Fanfiction❝ Fuck self control, I want you, Andrea. ❞ A teacher x student fanfiction. clan·des·tine ~kept secret or done secretively, especially because illicit. love ~an intense feeling of deep affection, a deep romantic or sexual attachment to someone. Compl...