~ Chapter 21 ~

I folded my hair around my finger. A habit I had when I was a child. I didn't know I still possessed it until now. Seating in the lecture hall, waiting for the professor to show up I kept thinking to what Adriana has to ask me.

"What's taking him so long?" David muttered.

"Maybe he has a fever or got stuck in traffic." I point out and David chuckled.

'Fever huh?"

Just then, the class door opened and a young man stepped into the class. His hair was dark brown and he had on glasses. He didn't give off the old professor vibe but looked young and vibrant.

"Sorry for the wait class" he smiled apologetically. "From today, I'm taking you Literature" he announce and I looked at David who also looked at me. I guess we're thinking the same thing? Shouldn't he be seating with us to learn, not teaching us?

"He doesn't look a day over twenty three" David mumbled close to my ear and I n