Chapter 2 Tampering...!

Juliette's point of view...

I was in the middle of the hallway in the school this morning, digging through the files submitted by my classmates to find mine when I heard a line or a few.

Two of the teacher's voices whisper excitedly from the room behind me.

Although I am usually a decent girl and would not have bothered, listening in on the staff members' conversations felt like the only interesting adventure I could find on this really dull day.

"Did you see him...!"

"How creamy he is...! I felt him...ugh...! I can't explain..."

I chuckled to hear two of the oldies talking about a guy. They have the current too...!

I thought they were talking about a film star or an idol but to my surprise, they weren't. I immediately moved closer to the room door and listened in since those phrases might seriously pique the curiosity of any lady.

"His hands brushed my arm and I was frozen...! You know I bought this dress yesterday. It looks like pumping my breasts up." Mrs Brandon blurted out and I was like...! What the...!!

"It was just that...! I even pecked him when we met... Oh my!! how delicious he smells..." That was my English lecturer, Miss Olivia. I can't believe those oldies have something like this to discuss.

By the way, who are they talking about?

I laughed out loud when I heard two of my lecturers make such obscene comments about a man. I was here to put the files in the staff room for Mr. Thompson but listening to them even my curiosity piqued.

I smacked myself back to Mr Thompson, his Mathematics and his complications. My mind just swirls as it gets in.

I calmly got in and pretended to surf the files in my hands when the two ladies passed by still giggling.

I still wonder who they were talking about, a teen's curiosity over a man who can make two oldies brag about his looks.

I was really curious.

Suddenly my eyes fell on a paper next to Mr. Thompson's desk.

'Latest Schedule'

My eyes broadened and a smile tugged on my lips. I was interested in getting a hold of the teacher's schedule in the school as you can just stir it up to get some free time as you, please

I quickly picked up the paper and added it to the pile in my hand.

Oh well... Nobody saw me, right...!

I was still staring at that paper to arrange the schedule according to my free time when my phone began to ring.

Cussing at the untimely call, I put the paper down and looked at the called ID...and cussed again.

Holy shit...!

I totally forgot that I had to write the report.

"Crab...!"

I blurted out, realizing that I totally forgot all about the enormous loaf of homework that we were to complete this morning. There was silence on the other side.

"Yes, I knew it..." I finally heard the response.

"I am sorry, Scarlet...!" I responded when my breathing evened out.

I'll have to take a candy later on to cool her off. But it'll be totally worth it.

"Where are my notes, darling?"

She hissed sarcastically, Scarlet and I have been friends for years that I don't even remember from when we started it.

"I am on it...?!" My mind took a while to come to a correct phrase, but soon I came up with an idea,

"I will complete it tomorrow,"

"What are you up to? The next class is English...?" She asked, curious and concerned.

"No-YES! Yes. But no" I answered as I stared at the schedule in my hand.

"It's not English, it's arts," I said correcting my tone. She may be confused for a while but she will understand everything if I tell her personally. "Um...what are you...! What were you talking about?" she muttered half-headedly.

"You will get to know when I will be there, darling...!" I hung up and shoved the phone inside my pocket.

Concentrating on the sheet before me, I misplaced two of the most boring classes to that of arts as we don't have an art teacher yet. It will be fun to have some leisure time to relish.

As done with the tampering, I opened the door quietly and tippy-toed out of the room.

I was walking up to my locker to retrieve books for my next class, but I was still lost in contemplation. I did not see the wall in front of me, which caused me to lose the keys from my hand and fall backwards.

I gasped and closed my eyes, waiting for the consequence. Either to tumble and end up the laughingstock of the neighbourhood kids or to rise above it all like a Hollywood action movie hero.

Thankfully, nothing occurred and I was not walking into a wall, as walls do not possess powerful hands capable of quickly grabbing your waist or appealing masculine perfume that may overwhelm your senses.

I peeked open an eye and gasped again.

My eyes snapped open, and I was embraced by a guy, with blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and a facial characteristic that sticks in the memory like a birthmark.

He was the Greek God himself. I bit my lower lip controlling the urge to bite his.

"Will you be like this...!" he opened his mouth and I had been staring at his pink lips that had just parted and spread a minty mist everywhere around me.

Oh... God...!

Why did you create something so troublesome like this to blow up our minds...!!

"Excuse me" he raised his eyebrows at me, steadying me back to my feet and then pushing me slightly away.

It took me a few seconds to get back to my senses. I never saw a man so gorgeous like him. But wait...!

Who is he? I never saw him before, he might be new here.

A student...!

I rolled my eyes over his body, well built with a perfect V shape, but he was not so young to be a student.

A teacher...!

I stared at his deep blue eyes and his other features with my special narrowed eyes, he was too young to be a professor here in this high school.

Who the heck was this man?

Snapping back my senses, I thought I should apologize. Though inside my fluttering heart, I want to jump on him again.

"I... I am sorry...!" I said, dusting my skirt.

His confusion turned into a deadly glare as he spouted out,

"Were you the one in the staff room earlier...?"

My eyes widened as I glared back at him.

What the...!

Did he see me tampering with the schedule...?

No way...! I checked that room clearly, there was no chance that someone saw me.

By the way, who is he?

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