CHAPTER 7
London' s POV
Shit! shit! shit!
I total forgot! Well, not unintentionally. I agreed to continue attending my classes not respect my lectures and I sure as hell am not planning to gravel to this guy like I almost did yesterday.
I scoffed and spat" Bite me!" I smirked before leaning back on my seat and the whole class snickered at my remark.
I watched as his expression darkened and for a split second I almost cowered but I pulled myself together. I mean what can he do except glare. Oh, how wrong I was so, cause he walked towards the last row where I was sitting and I swear to god that my heart stopped beating. His hands were balled into fists as he walked towards me, I swallowed as I imagined those huge fists colliding with my face. He got to where I was and bent over my table towards me and his face were an inch from mine. His warm breath brushed against my face as he looked at me with a fire in his eyes.
" You are gonna follow me as I walk to the front. Is that clear?" He growled and I almost fainted.
I nodded" Y...yes s...sir" I stuttered. He smirked at me and just like yesterday the smirk had the same effect as yesterday cause a shiver ran down my spine.
He turned around and I took my backpack and followed him from behind like he had instructed. I slumped down on a on the first row and Mr. Morales proceeded with today, s lesson. After another day of being roasted alive the class to an end and I was preparing to leave when he spoke to me.
" And where do you think you're going" He folded his muscular arms across his chest and raised a brow at me. " I hope you have not forgotten what we agreed on yesterday? " He added and I almost started crying.
" But sir? Its Friday" I tried to reason with him but my stomach dropped when he smirked. I think I'm starting to understand the meaning of that smirk.
" Which is why I want to give you extra lesson. I'm usually free on Fridays" He replied a dark glint in his eyes. He was enjoying my despair, sadistic much.
" Now open your notebook so we can begin today's lesson" He grabbed a textbook on his desk and moved to the seat next to mine.
I turned to him with an arched brow and he just smirked at me. What is it with him and that smirk?
" Now tell me" He started" What is economics?" He asked and dropped his textbook on the desk.
Shit! I don't know the first thing about that module, in fact I have not touched my textbooks since the year being.
" Umm, Its about money and stuff?" I replied unsure of my answer. I look at him with hope that it at least had I something right for the first time.
He had this straight face causing me to lick my lips nervously and for a split second I saw his eyes move downward before they move up to my eyes again.
" So? Did I get it right?" I raised a brow waiting for his response.
He leaned back on his seat with his arms folded" Yes, you got it right" He replied with that legendary smirk of his.
I smiled brightly" Really?" I asked. Finally I got something right.
" No. That was by far the worse answer I've ever heard" My happiness immediately came crushing down and I was at a lose for words. Fuck! I should have seen it coming! The smirk was a motherfucking dead give away.
" You've got to be shitting me!" I gritted my teeth. I wish I could strangle him but I don't wanna go prison to and even if I tried I would fail miserably, I mean have you seen the size of this guy? His got more muscles then a scorpion!
He chuckled the sound made his chest rumble. Fuck!" See how good it would have felt if you had actually gotten that answer right?" He stated and I grunted a reply.
He pulled two stapled papers from under his textbook and handed it to me." I'm giving you the weekend to read everything on it. First thing you need to know is what Economics is " He explained. I read the huge text on the paper which was written boldly as ' What is Economics?'
I looked at him with hopeful eyes" So, does this mean that I get to leave ?"I asked. Fingers crossed.
He shook his head with that smirk of his still plastered on his gorgeous face. Dude! What the fuck did you say?! Get your shit together.
" Nope, I still need to teach you some few things before I can let you go" He said. This dude has serious issues and he needs professional help.
The rest of the lesson continued with him teaching while also tormenting me, it was a very rough Friday.
When I arrived home that day was completely exhausted that the bed was calling, I ended up taking a nape. Hours later, I was woken up by the sound of my phone ringing on my nightstand. I groaned and rolled to the other side of my bed where I had placed the ringing electronic. I grabbed it and Freddy's name appeared on the screen, I swiped to the right and the first thing that I heard through the phone was load music which indicted that he was at a party.
" London ma, man! Where are you?! Party at Zak's place!" Freddy's voice came there the small speaker on my phone.
I grunted and fell back on my bed" sorry man but I can't. I had a long day and just wanna rest a little. Maybe next time" I muttered and yawned.
I heard the music stop on the other end, I turned to my side and listened closely and I heard shuffling like he was walking.
" Are you good, man? Did the bulky lecture do something to you? Is he over working you?" His voice was filled with concern.
I could not help but smile" I'm fine. Just tired. And don't worry about the lecture, his just a little mentally unstable but he won't do anything to me" I reassured him.
"Hand it over I wanna talk to him" I heard Kyle voice which was followed by shuffles then his voice on the other line.
" Dude, if you need some company we could come over?" He insisted.
I sat up on the bed" No, guys its fine you just have fun" I replied and I heard Freddy sigh.
" Are sure?" I smiled lightly
" Yup"
After talking for a while we hang up and they obviously went back to the party. Freddy and Kyle are my best friends who I've known all my life and there my true friends, not the ones who are only friends with me because it'll bring them some popularity and yes I'm very much aware that all the others are not my real friends. I was not born yesterday.
My phone suddenly rang and I flinched. Who is it now? Can't a person think in peace?. I checked the caller and it was an unknown number.
I frowned and swiped to the left to cut the call but it rang again and I swiped to the right, I was about to yell at the caller but he beat me to it.
"Well Lange, Did you cut the call because you knew it was me or Is it that you cut any call that is unknown?" That very familiar deep and husky spoke from the other end.