Chapter twelve

"As Miss Janet told you I am Noah L. Brandon, you can call me whatever you please but professor is out of the options–"

"Are you even a professor?" Someone calls out, he turned to the direction of the voice and I think he would send the person out of the class but he doesn't, instead he smiled, more like his not ruined side of the face lifts up a bit.

"First off, don't ever interrupt me and yes I am a professor but don't address me as that." He finished with a nod of his head.

"Then doctor or Mr Brandon?" This was a female voice and I fight the urge to roll my eyes. Sultry and flirty, none other than Amanda, the class *cough* hoe.

"Mr. Brandon please." She smiles I'm sure, probably blew him a kiss or she winked at him.

Not that I saw or anything like that but I just presume you know, I mean she could do it, it's not above her. I don't sound jealous okay.

"What does the L stand for?" He looked like he was considering it but from the unnatural thoughtful look on his face, I know he's no