"Here goes nothing." She muttered with a deep breath, taking slow and calm steps toward him. She smoothly sat on the chair opposite him.
The man didn't even notice her presence, drowned in his food.
She didn't dare look at her friends because they must be grinning like idiots right now.
Catherine dramatically cleared her throat to get his attention, which did get his attention. He stopped eating for a complete two seconds before he started eating again. Eyes still on his food.
Catherine again cleared her throat a little loudly now. He smoothly grabbed his can of coke and put it in front of her.
Her cheeks tinted a bright shade of red as she heard the booming chortle of her idiotic friends.
"Thank you." She said rather plainly as she opened the can and took a gulp of the drink, his eyes were still on the food so she timidly toasted the drink at her friends who were smiling at her.
"So why did you take admission so late?" She breaks the ice.
No reply.
'God. What was this man? Mute Gorilla or something.'
She thought in her head. "Are you mute? You talk in sign language?" She asked and then she signed a hello. She knows one or two words in sign language, which she learned when she visited the orphanage for special kids.
Her heart jolted when he finally raised his head, and those olive hues met her hazel ones. Her hands became sweaty as she immediately looked down not because she was afraid.
No.
His gaze was so freaking intense, and piercing through her soul.
When she peeked at him again. He focused on his food again as she let out a small inaudible sigh.
"So Mr. Mute. I was here to ask if you would like to be my friend. It's not that I go around the university asking guys to be my friend. To be honest, you're the first. You should consider yourself lucky seriously. You'll become friends with great Catherine.... oh wait, stupid of me, I didn't even introduce myself. I'm Catherine, 19 years old, doing a major in business which you might've already figured out I guess." She blabbered on. Her habit. She could talk nonstop without a pause. She called it her talent.
"Oh please, don't bother to introduce yourself. I know you won't speak. I'm fine with it. Well, I know a little about you. You're majoring in business. Prolly failed a couple of times to still be in the first year when you look like you are in your final year. I could guess your age too, I'm excellent at guessing so let me guess, you might be 22 to 25. You can't be more than that. You don't have wrinkles or anything. By the way, my friend is already head over heels for you. Her name is Avery. She was asking me if I could get her your number..." She blabbered and let the sentence hang when he still didn't reply. Not even a twitch in his expression she continued.
"She's very hot you know. She's blond, has pretty nails, and has red lips. Well, I don't go around doing matchmaking but trust me you'll like her. I have a whole gang of friends. Two boys and three girls, if you want to join then it would be awesome. Well again I don't go around talking to strangers to join my gang but Mr. Colt you're no stranger. We've already established a relationship where you ignore me all the time and I've to keep bantering because I need your number just so I could prove to my friends that you didn't ignore me, now what do you say-'' She stopped speaking when he casually stood up, not sparing her a glance.
Walking to the dustbin he threw the leftovers as he placed the tray on the counter and strolled out of the cafeteria. She couldn't stop but noticed his stance. He gave out dominating and intimidating dark vibes. She noticed how the girls gawked at him. She knows he was handsome but girls need to control their horny selves. Gosh.
She jumped in surprise when Avery patted her on the shoulder lightly and hopped down on the seat beside her. Joseph, Samuel, and Quinn followed, joining the table along with their food.
"So?" Avery chirped as Joseph tried to hold in his chortle but ended up barking huge laughter out within seconds her idiot friends were laughing hysterically.
She scrunched her nose up, folding her arms on her chest, she rested back on her chair while glaring at the door from where Mr. Mute left.
Great.
"You were blabbering nonstop. You blabber when you're nervous and damn. That man didn't even say a word." Joseph laughed while slapping the table in a clapping manner as she glared at him.
"He offered me his drink," Catherine said as she showed them the can which was still in her hand.
"Babe he thought you've got a sore throat with all that throat clearing. He was just being kind." Avery mused and Quinn giggled while cupping her mouth and shaking her head in negative as if she wasn't laughing.
"Whatever," Catherine muttered, annoyed.
"So we aren't going to the funfair. This means we need to give a punishment to you for losing the bet." Samuel grinned evilly.
"Wait a second. I still didn't give up." Catherine gave them her pearly white smile.
"And you all never mention the time. So for now I'm already in the bet." She smiled innocently.
"Fine. You've got a week." Avery started.
"No. At least two weeks." She debated.
"You can take two years if you want," Joseph grumbled.
"Two weeks I vote." Quinn voted in her favor.
"One week I vote." Both Avery and Joseph said simultaneously.
Now all eyes were on Samuel to decide the fate of the bet.
"Two weeks." Samuel smiled and high-fived Catherine.
"So two weeks for Mr. Mute to start speaking again." She smiled with a new mission brewing in her head.
"Horror," Adriel said. "Action." Catherine chirped. "Horror." "Action." "Horror." "Action." "Horror." "Fine then watch it alone I'm leaving," Catherine muttered as she tried to jump off the bed when Adriel immediately held her hand, stopping her. "Fine! You're a blackmailer you know." Adriel grumbled as he searched for an action movie on N*****x. "Aww thank you." She smiled while shuffling his hair as he grumbled and both the siblings watched the movie while eating popcorn. Half of the movie passed and Adriel was already snoring on her shoulder making her roll her eyes at his enthusiasm of watching a movie but ending up asleep in the middle. She moved carefully and laid him properly on the bed as she covered him up with the blanket. Turning the LED off, she kissed his forehead. She wasn't the one to show affection a lot but she loved Adriel dearly. He was her only family. She cherished him a lot. Closing the door she walked out only to halt in her steps when she found Mr. R
"He said what?" Avery asked with wide eyes. "I was about to fall, he grabbed my arm to save me and said, '' Careful!" Catherine said the last words in the same manner as he said them. "Wow, he ain't mute," Quinn said as Catherine nodded feeling stupid for all the things she has said to him. Gosh, he wasn't even mute which meant he's not deaf also. Why does she always embarrass herself? "You won't believe half of the things I said to him in my blabbering," Catherine muttered as she took out the books for her next class from the locker. "Awesome. Then what happened after that?" Avery muttered as she checked her nails. "He steadied me, stepped away from me as if I'm a cactus, and then strolled away," Catherine said with a sigh. "I don't know how to approach him. He's just too weird." Catherine mumbled. "Leave it, Catherine. Admit your defeat." Joseph mused with the waggle of his brows, causing her to scoff at him. "In your dreams." She muttered. "It's getting boring," Avery mutt
The next day passed in complete silence. Catherine didn't bother him. Nor did she pay him any attention. She made him want to believe that she had finally left him alone. She was sitting with her friends in the cafeteria as Avery brought the topic of Rasmus up gazillions of times, so Joseph spoke up. "I've heard from the coach that Rasmus will be joining us in the practice match tomorrow for player selection for the finals," Joseph informed which got her attention. "Wow. I didn't know that he was a player." Avery mused saying double-meaning words, causing Joseph to roll his eyes as Quinn munched on her food quite elegantly. Samuel too sat quietly eating and watching. "13 days left babe." Avery reminded her, making her sigh. "I know that already." She muttered as she noticed Rasmus walking in. He walked to his usual table and sat at it alone. The rest of the day followed smoothly. The next day Catherine left the home a bit early. She couldn't sleep the whole night. She wasn't feel
She inhaled sharply only for his rich cologne mixed with his earthy scent to fill her lungs. She tried to move back but she was frozen feeling his hard muscular body against hers. Her heart stuttered when his hot breath hit the crown of her head. A loud gasp left her lips when he grabbed her arms rather roughly in his calloused hand and pushed her away as if she had burned him. Luckily Joseph was right behind her as he held her arms to steady her. Her eyes barely raised as they met with his glaring ones. "Dude, it was an accident," Joseph said seriously as he came to stand beside her. Mr. Mute only glared daggers at her before he walked past Joseph. "He's weird," Joseph said. "He's terrifying." She muttered slowly. She didn't know why she found him scary and cold. "Let's go or we'll get late for class," Joseph said as she nodded her head and they went in his direction because Mr. Mute has the same class as them. She ignored him not because she was scared of him or anything. He
Catherine started whistling while looking at the sky as she tapped her foot on the floor in a cool nonchalant behavior, so he wouldn't think she was gaping at him. But how in the world could she not react when a giant of a man who smells like cinnamon and fresh rain was hovering over her like a looming death sentence? There was still some distance between them. Catherine pretended to just notice him as she furrowed her brows and gave him a confused look before a beautiful pearly smile adorned her face. "Hi. So you finally decided to talk to me. I wonder if you're here to give me your number. In case you don't know my offer still stands." She blabbered nonstop while comically moving her hands. "To be honest you'll be good together with my Avery and she keeps asking me about you, nonstop. I think she likes you a lot. On a serious note, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get in relation with Avery. Though she could be a pain in the ass sometimes and push your buttons to irrit
"How did he get to know about it?" She asked with menacing narrowed eyes as Joseph stepped back totally freaked out by her murderous behavior. "How am I supposed to know that?" He said while putting his hands in his pockets and staring at the comical changing expressions on her face. "You sure there was no one when we did the deed?" She asked with a questioning brow. Joseph's jaw dropped as he stared at her with wide eyes and then he raised one of his brows and gave her a flirtatious look. "When did we do the deed?" He asked in a fake deep voice making her frown for a second but when she understood what he said, she face-palmed herself and gave him a bored glare "I'm saying when we were putting our plan to action, was there someone who saw us?" She asked with forced coolness. Joseph made a thinking face as his finger tapped his jaw and each passing second was irritating her more. "Nope." Joseph plopped the 'p' and Catherine's eyes narrowed even more. "So was it you who told him
"Get the f**k away from her!" That deep voice growled in vicious menace causing her heart to stop beating as her eyes widened. Her head snapped in the direction of that deep voice. Even though she couldn't make out his features because of the lights behind him, that voice was so intense to be forgotten. He took a step further in so that now his face was slightly visible and as soon as his olive cold eyes met hers, she knew he was none other than Rasmus Colt, aka Mr. Mute. "And who the f**k are you?" Fredric hissed arrogantly. Rasmus stayed quiet like a night but the weird dominating vibe that oozed out of him was threatening, almost predatory. He took another step towards Fredric but Fredric didn't even move an inch. "Is she your chick?" One of the goons asked Rasmus to which he still stayed quiet. "If she ain't your chick then I suggest you f**k off." Fredric hissed as he painfully tightened his grip on Catherine's wrist causing her to wince in pain as she tried to get her han
At that exact moment one of the stalls opened and a guy walked out while fixing his belt. "Holy f**k! This is a Male's restroom." The guy said completely shocked as washed his hands and looked at Rasmus who was leaning against the wall and then at her. "I see." The guy smirked as he walked towards the door, Catherine stepped aside so he could leave. "Enjoy." The guy mouthed to Rasmus and he winked at Catherine who just gaped at him dumbfounded. "Enjoy what? The smell of your farts you left behind?" She snapped as that guy froze on the spot looking hella embarrassed before he immediately left from there. "Would you come out with me so we can talk?"