A little meet up

Sivalini

I'm excited for my first day of class. I should be depressed because I have to study for one more year in a coaching center before going to college. I want to be a psychologist but my parents thought it was not enough of a reputation for the family so here I'm taking the repeater course for NEET. They didn't think of this about me when I was studying 11th ad 12th. Oh, one thing I'm 3 weeks late to class due to my parent's last-minute indecisiveness.

Why is there nobody here to help me navigate my class I'm supposed to go to A-1. Ah here it is "Excuse me-" NO no no. Not him.

**A day before**

I just learned how to drive a scooter in my 17 years of existence I never thought this day would come. I always thought I would be able to hire a driver but I don't want to be too dependent on others so here we are. It's not as hard as I imagined it's fun. What's not fun is waiting in the bank to get my passbook. It's supposed to be a minor account but a little bribery helps thus I don't have to change it next year. Money certainly can't buy happiness but it can definitely buy comfort.

You may wonder why I'm doing my work if my parents are rich. They are busy fighting and developing their company they started of as partners now they are still partners with equal share percentages the only difference they started as lovers now they are enemies. God! What I won't do to get my parents back.*sign*

It's not advised to daydream when driving lesson learned cuz I fell as I didn't see that little dent on the road and scratched a beautiful car. It looks exported. Big veiny hands helped me get up and I'm stuck with a beautiful shade of green, the green of trees in the dark which keeps secrets secrets. I wonder what secrets these eyes hold

"You have nice forearms" Did I just say that aloud earth please open up and swallow me I promise I'm tasty.

"Thank you, tiny. Now what are we going to do about the scratch?" he asked with a hint of amusement in his voice. It's his car OMG!! of course, it's his car. He practically has me caged in between him and the car. I gulped not knowing what to say and his eyes tracked the movement of my neck. I'm doomed, money is not the problem but he has a dark air around him that intimidates me the most.

That is the time someone called him he gave me his back weakness obtained hehe. I bolted with a smile giving him my back.

*Present day*I'm struck with the darkest shade of green with a storm in them. I'm in great trouble. I stood there for god knows how long like a complete moron interpreting their classes."Wrong class, haha sorry " I said in a hurry and tried to get away one more time. But as if on time the class teacher interpreted "No ma, you are in the correct class don't worry and sit in the last" That I know you stupid teacher ugh

I went inside the class chip held high without making any eye contact with anyone and with a soft smile. First impression is important I won't let my school life go to hell because of this so-called foreign teacher.

Except for meeting my teacher whose car I scratched, he is my chemistry teacher my first day was smooth. Although my classmates are a little weird, I'm sure they will come around. I was surprisingly happy by the end of the day. And we move in groups for buses it's one hour ride. I have to go to the admin office to enroll my name for the bus. I practically skipped the stairs eager to finally go home a hand suddenly appeared from the end of the stairs and pulled me. I bumped into a hard chest, that hurts I craned my neck to meet the person's face to see who would do such an atrocious act. Green ugh I love eyes, yeah but now all I want is to die.

"Think you can escape me one more time, tiny?" he asked me with an angry voice. Anger is bad that's when I took the surrounding in, its little space below the stairs. My eyes were always been the expressive part of me so I ducked my head and laughed.

"How will it look like if I screamed right now, Sir" I asked thank god my voice is steady a little shaky in the end overall good. I'm not sure how but his eyes darken another shade. I refined from gulping. My father's voice vibrated in my skull "Do not show any signs of weakness when corned let the opponent know you are naive and study them."

"Wrong answer, tiny" he smirked and covered my mouth with his hands and lifted me with one hand like storing a book between armpit and hand. If you are going to manhandle me at least be sexy about it. huff.

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