AMY's POV:
The whole time a pair of chocolate brown eyes were fixed on me, noticing my every movement, making me self conscious. Damnit!
I didn't even get the chance to react properly when he sat beside me. What a day, Amy!
Little by little, I'm forgetting about Hamlet! Urgh, I have a test to take please stop staring at me, you nutjob!
After having enough, I looked up from my test paper and glanced at him. He was sitting facing towards me. What the hell!
Nobody seems to care about him. Not even the professor asked him to sit properly. Fine, I will ask him personally.
"Why are you facing towards me!" I mouthed to him.
"..."
"Sit properly while facing the professor." I whispered and then glanced at his test paper.
Bloody hell! His test paper was too neat and clean, he didn't even write his name or roll number.
"Stop wasting your time, focus on your test." I leaned towards him and whispered again.
"No talking!" Our professor said in an authoritative voice, making me sit straight on my seat. From the corner of my eye, I saw him changing his sitting position too.
I smiled a little and turned my focus back on the damn paper.
"I want your pen." I heard a light whisper coming from my right side.
"...?"
"Give me your pen." He demanded while looking at my hand holding up the pen.
Seriously, is this how people ask for things nowadays?
I always have spares so I'll just give him the pen I was holding. Maybe that's why he didn't start writing his test paper. So he was looking at me all this time for a damn pen! I didn't even want to look at him anymore. So I just extended my hand towards him to give the pen.
As he was taking the pen, just for a split second his fingers touched mine, giving an electrical shock to my whole right arm. I turned to look at him in astonishment but...
He was leaning on his paper and started writing. I looked at him for a good half minute. But he didn't seem to notice anything.
Then the other half minute, I stare at my shaking fingers. Just for a second, it felt like I'd touched a hot frying pan. Sigh, I am happy for not shouting in pain, and saving myself from unnecessary embarrassment.
I rubbed my hands together, his fingers felt so...warm against my cold ones. I shook my head to get myself together.
After wasting one solid minute, I turned all of my attention towards my test paper. I've read all of Shakespeare's dramas and plays. So I didn't even have to study anything for this little quiz test.
Hamlet is the tragic drama in which the whole cast keeps dying one after one. Some of them were too stupid to die. Hah! Like Ophelia. She's the most pathetic one. Like going mad was not enough she ended up drowning to death. Tsk!
I was the first to finish the test, as always. I was about to stand up and go to the professor when my eyes unconsciously fell on him. He was sitting straight while crossing his arms over his chest. If you look very closely you would come to know that his eyes were all over the place. He was looking at literally every single student here.
I had a strange urge to hit the back of his head. Controlling my intrusive thoughts, I glanced at his paper.
Wow, he finished it already. I'm sure he guessed all of the answers. Idiot!
Then I gave my test paper to the professor with a smile and he smiled back at me like every other day. After that I go to every single one to grab their test papers so that I can submit them together.
It was not as easy as it sounds, because I had to snatch some of their papers from their damn hands. I have seen some pouty faces of girls when they give their papers to me. Even a guy was asking me for the answers to the last two questions. Is he for real? I rolled my eyes but told him the answers anyway. He gave me a toothy-smile and a finger heart. Urgh! Stupid!
"Two right answers won't make you pass the test, you know." I laughed but he didn't seem to get my sarcastic joke as he winked at me in reply. Bloody hell!
In the very end, I went to him. He looked up at me giving me a...glare?
Wh...what did I... whatever.
I tried to take his paper but before my hand could even get near it he took the paper and went to submit himself. I just stand in my place slightly dumbfounded.
What is wrong with him!
In the beginning he was smiling; in the end he was glaring.
I didn't even know we had a class together. It was the first time that he showed up today. He even sat on that nerd's chair.
Thinking of the nerd, why didn't he come? Did he get a serious injury? Was he that embarrassed about this morning? Or did he ditch the class because of the test? Nah, he looked too smart to skip a test. Anyways I'll ask him in the next class.
The guy who was looking at me this whole time left the class swiftly without even glancing at me. I wanted to ignore him first but he's acting strange. Should I talk to him? Maybe not. In fact it's good that we were back to square one.
After submitting the papers, I ran for the next class.
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Vin's POV:
Damnit! That ugly looking guy was flirting with her. And she just smiles back like an idiot. I kicked the air as soon as I got out of the class.
My guards were standing outside my class this whole time. Maybe it was their new way to protect me. I'm sure this is all because of my half brother Enzo. He was furious when he heard about my fan-following thing.
"Vin, where are you going?"
"To my next class!" I replied annoyingly.
"..."
"..."
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Rob accompanied me to my next class and told me about my seat, again. He left the class and I was just sitting while spinning the pen and grimaced.
Then I saw a familiar figure coming into the class, burying her face in her damn book, reading without noticing anything around her.
She put her bag on the floor and sat beside me. I stopped spinning the pen. Her pen. I admit I was surprised at first to see her again, so soon.
She was sitting beside me again. We have two classes together! I want to stand and dance. My bad mood vanished at once.
"Hey man!" She greeted me with a smile, but as soon as her eyes landed on my face, the nice smile seemed to disappear at once. I distaste it.
She greeted the man who sat beside her, not me. How dare she! I was glaring at her. My anger returned as soon as it had left.
Then something hit me.
Bloody Robot!
I growled inside while making a tight fist. Just wait I'm gonna take my revenge on you, Rob the bloody dark horse!
She was watching me intently and tilted her head at me so that her scarf moved away a little, showing her fine neck to me. Sunlight was coming through her raven hair making a bright circle of light around her face.
She looked so... beautiful.
I was having a trance moment, unconsciously gulping down while staring at her neck. Her neck was moving as she was saying something.
I had to force myself to take away my eyes from her beautiful neck.
She looked so confused. Silly girl!
It's a good thing that she always wore that scarf. I'll respect her scarf from now on. I almost wanted to touch her, damnit!
What the hell is this! Why is my heart beating like crazy? Why was I staring at her neck? Am I a vampire or what!
Suddenly I remember that last week I watched a vampire movie with my guards. It's just the after-effects of that. Hell! Did I turn into one of them?
I imagined myself becoming the headline in freaking news.
The first son of Lucchese famiglia , Vincent "Vin" Hart Lucchese turned into a vampire.
Bloody hell!
I can see my dad's horrified face in my head after watching the news. And the whole Mafia clan turned upside down.
"Are you okay?" A kind voice came from my left side.
"?"
"You're sweating. Do you have a fever?" She sounds... worried..
I looked at her face and yeah she's definitely worried. A little smile appeared on my face. She still looked so confused.
"I'm fine." I said not daring to look her in the eye.
"..."
"It's just too hot here." I tried to explain.
"No, it's not." She didn't buy that.
"Yes, it is." I persist.
"Are you sure you're okay?" She furrowed her brows behind her bangs. I think.
"If not, what would you do?" A little flirting won't hurt, right?
"..." She didn't seem to know how to reply to my flirty question. And that's a good thing in my opinion, by the way.
"I am fine. F-I-N-E." I almost yelled in irritation.
"Are you by any chance following me?"
"Wh..what?" Excuse me, I've never followed anyone.
"If not then why are you here and sitting on someone else's chair?"
Ah, I see. Damn you, Rob!
"It's my seat."
"No it's not."
"Yes, it is. Do you have a problem?" I shouted in a high pitched voice, making her blink a few times.
"Not really."
"Or do you miss the guy who used to sit here before?" I narrowed my eyes on her.
"HELL NO!" She shouted too loud, making not just me but herself surprised too.
I was happy like she didn't even hesitate before replying. Guess, I'll spare you Rob.
"It's just I see you for the first time in class and I didn't know that we had classes together."
"What are you both talking about? Talking during class is not allowed. Stand up!" A rude voice hit my eardrum. Who the hell is this?
Oh professor!
When did he come? Wait, when did the class start? I looked at her, who seemed to have the same question as me.
"Both of you stand up!" He pointed at Amy and I with his marker. I just rolled my eyes as if I would ever do as he...
Amy stood up immediately so I kind of did the same. So that she doesn't feel alone.
"What's your name?" The professor asked while looking at the journal on his podium. Don't tell me he's looking for our names there!
He looked up waiting for us to answer his question. I placed my hand on my waist before answering him.
"Vin, Vincent Hart Lucchese!"
As he heard my surname, the color of his face changed a few times. I nearly laughed at him. From the corner of my eye, I saw some students were looking up at my face. I gave them a look saying yes, this is what the first son of Lucchese's famiglia looked like'.
I was not surprised that they recognized my surname. Lucchese had a great reputation here because of both my brothers Enzo and Nero. People here know my dad, the great Lucchese, who ruled the mafia world with his iron fist. Also who happens to be the chancellor or something of this whole college. In short, my ancestors were the founder of this boring place.
Now that I'm thinking, my psycho cousin Carl has a separate reputation too, mainly because of his psychotic personality. But people don't really know that we're cousins. Carl doesn't like to acknowledge our relationship, especially after our mothers died. His mother and mine were sisters, now they're both gone, so he doesn't want to be related to us. Which is kinda sad, but I won't admit it openly.
Everyone was looking at me in awe, including the professor. Maybe I should be proud of my famiglia's achievements.
"Y-you can sit." He stuttered a little.
I sat back like I own this place. I actually do, if you do the math then I could be the future…maybe not. I don't want to do anything with this boring as hell place.
Also now that I paid attention in the whole classroom she was the only one who seemed to be oblivious. I don't think she recognized my name. Or maybe she didn't hear it clearly. Should I repeat myself? But that won't be cool.
"Ahhmm, what about you?" Our dear professor cleared his throat before pointing at her.
"Amy, sir." She didn't even bother to say her full name. But still she seems to respect the teacher who was now looking at his journal. Maybe he was checking her attendance in class or something.
"So Amy, tell me why are you dressed like that? Where's your proper college uniform?" He stared down at her attire.
She just bowed down without answering. I wanted to shout at him for making her speechless but on second thought, I also wanted to know where her college uniform was.
I noticed that other girls were wearing skirts as college uniforms, only she wore pants. But those are nice pants so I don't see any problem.
"We don't have the whole day for your answer. Go and stand outside the classroom."
What the...!
How dare he!
I looked up at her and she was about to leave her chair. I slapped my knee and shouted.
"Is she a little girl! Is this an elementary school or something? You can't punish her like that." I said loud and clear so that every one can hear - not only the inside but outside of the classroom too.
That good for nothing professor was too stunned to say anything. Amy must have not realized that I was helping her. She just grabbed her bag and books.
"What are you doing? Wait! Where are you going? I'm talking some sense to the teacher here." I said and the whole class just gasped. Bunch of losers, not even one of them raise their voice for justice.
"Vincent Hart! Don't disrespect our professor." She said in a low but clear voice that I'm sure everyone including the teacher heard.
Wait, did she call me by my... name.
My eyes widened at her. I never knew that my name was so cool and nice. She was leaving and I just watched her back without saying anything further. I kinda lost all of my fighting spirit because of her.
Damn my heart!
"Excuse me sir." She stopped near the door and looked at the professor. "What is today's lesson about?"
"Renaissance age."
"Thank you! Have a nice day!" She smiled.
"Wait! Where are you going?"
"To the library."
"But I just told you to go stand outside."
"Yes I heard that. But I don't want to waste my time while standing and doing nothing." Our professor raised his eyebrows. "With all respect, sir I came to college to study and you want me to leave the class because I was not wearing a skirt."
Her blunt answer made his expression change. She raised her hand in the air as if surrendering to the damn teacher.
"Fine, I'll leave. But that doesn't mean I won't study. If you're not going to teach me, I'll go to the library and teach myself. Thank you very much!" After faking a smile, she turned and left just like that.
Wow amazing! I want to give her a standing ovation.
I noticed that I was not the only one admiring her style, her boldness. I heard a few phrases coming from all around me 'Yeah, that's our Amy', 'freaking savage',, 'girl's crush', 'coolest exit of the year'.
I was proud of her. She doesn't need anyone to speak for her. That's why she didn't want me to help her.
Class seems boring without her, I kinda want to leave too. But maybe I should just sit and note everything down for her. It feels like I was the reason that she had to leave the class.
But I'm not regretting it. It was actually fun to be a part of this whole drama or should I say being a reason for this whole drama!
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"Where's the library?" As soon as I left the classroom, I asked my robot.
He just stood there looking surprised and all. Maybe he didn't hear me, I noticed he was busy with his phone doing something.
"Forget it. Where's Dane?" Instead of answering me, he just raised his eyes above my head.
I turned around to look and almost had a mini heart attack.
"What the hell Danny! Why are you standing so close?" I shouted while kicking him but that idiot just stood tall.
After tiring myself a little, I asked them to take me to the library. They looked so stunned as if I asked them to take me to Saturn.
"Why do you want to go there?" Rob asked as if I would tell them about my Amy. Ha, dream on!
"I just wanted to mourn some unfortunate trees while walking around the library." I said, making them sigh in defeat. Why do they even try?
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Maybe I read them wrong earlier. That was not the sigh in defeat at all as they grabbed my arms from left and right and dropped me near my next classroom.
Bloody hell my whole throat went sour because of all the shouting I did while on my way here. They will suffer from a headache too for sure.
Damnit, I want to see if she is doing fine. Or does she need my shoulder to cry on.
I closed my eyes to imagine her crying face while sitting in a corner of the damn library. Sigh.
I want to escape but I can't as long as my boys are standing on guard somewhere outside this classroom. Suddenly someone kicked my damn chair from behind, making my heart almost jump out of my mouth.
I turned around furiously. Who the hell wanted to die young?
"Oh fish, I didn't mean to kick, I was just..."
My mouth fell open, she looked at my face then threw her head back in exasperation.
I can't believe this. Freaking Rob! I thought he was suffering but in reality he was living in sweet heaven all this time, in place of mine!
"You've got to be kidding me!" She shouted at my handsome face. A not-so-good grin appeared on my face.
Who said miracles don't happen! Bring him here because I want to kick some sense in him.
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