"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 muttered.
All of a sudden they were approached by a group of jocks. "What's up Joseph?" Ezekiel said he was the captain of their team. And unfortunately, he was interested in Catherine.
No doubt he was handsome, with looks and physique. Tall and charming. Many girls were already after him as he was their senior and very well known around the university.
"Hey, Catherine." Ezekiel greeted her with his charming smile as she smiled back at him and waved her hand slightly. "Hi." She said in her happy tone.
"How have you been?" He asked with a raised brow. He had asked her this same question a day before yesterday.
"I'm good. What about you?" She, being polite, asked him the same question.
"I'm good. Are you free tonight?" He asked out of the blue as Avery nudged her elbow making her nervous.
"I and Adriel have to attend a party of dad's close friend tonight." She blurted out the first thing that came to her mind.
"Oh." He said while nervously rubbing the nape of his neck. He's cute.
"Maybe some other time," Ezekiel said as Catherine gave him her pearly white smile.
"Yeah for sure." She said with a slight blush on her cheeks as Ezekiel with his gang left and now her friends were gaping at her as if she had committed a crime.
"Don't tell me you're into him?" Joseph asked with a yucky face.
"Shut up, Joseph." She said with an eye roll.
"You're single. Why don't you date the poor guy? He's so into you and I don't see any problem babe." Avery said with a raised brow.
"Yeah says who, the one who is single herself," Catherine muttered.
"Shut up. If a handsome guy like Ezekiel would be head over heels for me then babe, I would date him." Avery said as Samuel came and joined them.
"So what's the status?" Samuel asked while looking at Catherine.
"Seriously guys, y'all have nothing to do other than that bet?" Catherine asked, annoyed.
"It's getting boring. Where's the fun-loving Catherine? Do something babe. Pull a stunt on him. Make him react. Make him talk." Avery mused with a mischievous face as an idea popped into Catherine's head and she smirked evilly.
"Of Course, honey, wait and watch." Catherine grinned.
She sat on her usual seat. A moment later Mr. Mute walked in and sat on the seat beside hers while ignoring her smoothly.
'What are you? A God or something? So much attitude, jeez.' She thought with an eye roll.
The professor came after a minute as everyone took their seats.
It was during the lecture when Catherine stood up from her seat. "Stop or I'm telling Professor," Catherine said while glaring at Rasmus.
Professor paused as he turned to face her and every student turned back to look at the scene. Enough audience for the show.
Mr. Mute still didn't look at her.
'This is a crazy level of ignorance, man.' She muttered in her head.
"What happened, Miss. Catherine?" Professor asked calmly.
"Sir, Mr. Rasmus has been continuously bothering me to give him my marketing assignment. How can I do that? I've worked so hard on it." Catherine said in a sad broken voice looking like a victim.
Joseph's jaw dropped as he tried to hold in his laughter and Quinn slapped her forehead and then shook her head at her stunt.
"What is this behavior, Mr. Colt?" The professor asked while putting his sole attention on Rasmus as he crossed his arms on his chest in a strict stance.
Rasmus finally looked up from the book and his olive eyes met straight with her hazel-brown ones making her breath hitch.
He shoveled through his bag and then put a file on his desk rather disrespectfully. "My assignment." His voice was deep and cold as he glared at the professor who looked taken aback by his fierceness.
Catherine was stunned, to say the least.
"Where is your assignment which he wanted to copy? Can you show me?" Professor asked and she bit her lower lip. She hadn't even made her assignment.
Superb.
She stayed quiet.
"Miss. Catherine. Detention for you now!" Professor growled at her.
'Oh crap!'
She glared at him who was already looking at her with a slightly raised brow as she strode out.
Bloody hell!
She sat in the empty classroom. Whereas her friends must be laughing at her situation and would be having lunch in the cafeteria.
She felt angry and stupid at the same time.
She was about to make him speak. Though he spoke which ended her in detention. It was far better when he kept his mouth shut.
Mr. Mute one and Catherine zero. No worries. She knows how to level the score. He thinks he could mess with her. Well, he didn't know what Catherine was. Now she would show him what she could do to him.
Heck, she felt angry.
"Who will save you from my pranks? Mr. Mute." She smirked.
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?"
Catherine was in the library trying to study for the test that was given to them and would be held tomorrow. She was the type of student who won't study daily and only studied at the last hours, or you can say one night before an exam. That doesn't mean she gets bad grades. The girl was super intelligent and always got good grades. The only least intelligent one in their gang was Joseph and the complete bookworm was Quinn. Samuel, Avery, and Catherine come in the middle. "Quinn please..." Joseph pleaded with puppy dog eyes and Quinn ignored his whole existence. Quinn was the one who helped Joseph in his studies. She was persuading him to study for the last two days but he didn't, and now he was begging her to make a spell of all the topics and magically install it in his brain.
Catherine looked to her right to find Rasmus already glaring at the desk. Superb. "Sir, I think Mr. Colt doesn't want to be my partner," Catherine said loud and clear. Every head snapped in his direction and she barely controlled her giggle when she felt his eyes drilling holes in her head. "Is there a problem Mr. Colt?" Professor asked calmly. Two minutes passed before he finally decided to bless the whole class with one plain word. "No." The girls aka the cheerleaders sighed as if they were riding high on his drug. Ew!