Chapter Nineteen

Vega POV.

It is not normal, I repeat I do not feel normal because the plan I'd drawn up never involved spending half of my freaking day thinking about Zach. I wasn't even looking at my professor anymore, instead, I spend half of my lecture craning my neck and looking to see if Zach would do something as cliche as showing up to pick me up from class... Yup, I'm a hopeless romantic.

"Ugh, this is so frustrating!" I said then froze as the class quieted and I was staring straight at the hot professor, at least this time I had his attention, but this was not what I was aiming for.

"Miss Vega, if you feel that my class is frustrating, I think you'll do yourself a favor and leave instead of spreading your negativity" he chastised and I want to disappear off the face of the earth. I got to my feet, an explanation forming in my cranium.

"No, it wasn't your lecture... I was..." I said knowing I sounded lame in my defense as he stared at me with a raised brow.

"So you're saying you weren't pay