Vin's POV:
I was on the ninth moon or something like that, the whole day. Maybe it was cloud nine.
Anyhow, I'm happy as hell today. I had three freaking classes with her! From now on I have to give more attention to my skincare routine and fashion. I'll make her go crazy - not literally!
After I came back from my newly found heaven, I took a short nap because I was hella tired after sitting all day in the classroom, but all of my suffering was worth it.
In the late evening I just woke up, had my smoothie shake and then went to the spa to get my special facial treatment for soft skin.
Everything was going smoothly then Rob happened! That guy definitely runs on batteries or something because he never gets tired of books or technologies. I told Dane not to tell him where I was going. But I'm sure it wasn't that hard for him to find me. He's smart enough to check the damn CCTV footage for my whereabouts. Maybe we were enemies in our past life! This guy never leaves me alone.
"You just can't see me happy, are you?" I mumbled to myself. He was standing in front of me while holding his tablet and pushing his vision glasses up. He was giving me a four-eyed look and I just rolled my eyes.
You can't escape from the inevitable, that is.
As soon as our eyes met, he started to give me a lecture on the history of blah blah. He was talking smoothly in his robotic voice and continued absorbing all of the relaxation I felt from the damn spa. In his presence, every happy place turns into a freaking boring nightmare.
Why is he not lazy like Laure or dumb like Dane...?
Tomorrow, I have another test but this time it's about the history of something... I just wanted to yell at him and run to my bedroom. Rob repeated all the lectures that he noted while taking my classes last week. I'm sure only he was the one who didn't miss any damn thing in the whole class. Maybe Amy too was his partner in crime in this stupid study thing! As soon as the thought came her beautiful smile appeared in my mind making me smile too. Watching me smile, Rob raised his eyebrows in confusion. Idiota!
After giving me a boring as-hell lecture he began to ask me random quiz questions as if I heard anything he said earlier. Maybe he was talking about angels or something...
"Enough! Are you plotting to murder me with boredom!" I flipped finally having enough of him.
"..." He didn't faze.
"I can't take this anymore, I'm leaving." I tried to make a dramatic exit. As soon as I came outside the door, I bloody ran for my life. He was too stunned to do anything. Haha stupid!
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"Signorino, open the door!" He was knocking at my damn door for like fourteen minutes.
"For what?" I asked, irritated by the repetitive knocking noise.
"Signorino, you need to study this time. There's no movie about this age of history."
"Fine then let the bygone be bygones. I don't want to hear anything about this topic... not from your damn mouth at least." I shouted at the door from inside.
"Sir please." Rob was saying maybe he's getting tired now. Good for me!
"What's going on here?" I heard a deep voice, ahh my half brother Enzo. They talked for a minute. Yeah, they better go and talk to each other and leave me alone.
"Open the door!" Enzo said in an authoritative voice but that didn't work on me. Hahaha!
"Signorino please, just a few questions then I'll leave you alone." Rob pleaded.
"Hah, I don't need your pleading, just give up already," I shouted in my high-pitched voice.
"Let him be, Rob." My brother said while changing his tone "Maybe he wanted to be called a loser in his class. Let him fail a few tests then we'll see who respects him after that." Enzo scoffed. Is he already making fun of me? Excuse me, I am the first born of Lucchese. I never fail!
"Yes, master Enzo!" Rob said as if he agreed with my brother. Damn you robot!
"We're leaving! You can go wherever you want... Or maybe watch some more movies." My brother said before leaving, I heard his footsteps going away.
I know what he was trying to do...
Huh, I'm crazy, not an idiot!
I play some music before lying down on my bed.
I was looking at the ceiling while singing along in a loud voice. I closed my eyes just for a second and her face came to my mind, looking down at her test, lips moving slowly while reading, black eyes blinking while focusing more...
"BLOODY HECK!!!!" I shouted to nothing in particular and stomped towards the door. As I opened the door, I found three idiots standing there, arms crossed over their chests, posing for my eyes. Damn my eyes! One of them smirked and patted Rob's shoulder before leaving.
"Now you can take this from here."
"Thank you, master Enzo."
My smart brother left, leaving my personal dumb and dumber in front of me. They were smiling at me. I placed my hands on my waist and gave a glare. Rob pushed his glasses back and looked down on his tablet, Dane just looked around ignoring my glare.
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"First tell me what you can recall from earlier," He asked, his eyes fixed on the tablet.
"You were talking about angels and... that S word?" I said in a lower voice. He choked for some reason, after getting what I avoid to say. "What!" I lifted my chin.
"Signorino, I was teaching you about the earliest age of literature. The Anglo-Saxon Period."
I furrowed my brows pretending to be thinking deeply. "Oh, I see..." I said but in reality, I didn't see anything at all.
"..." He looked at me blankly behind his glasses.
"Yeah, I get that, we are talking about history, first age, angels, and saxophone." I held my head high feeling proud. This time his mouth fell open for some reason.
Before I could say anything, I heard a chuckling sound. Who the hell in this damn mansion is happy and about what!? Nero came and sat on another sofa facing me and my robot.
"What do you want?" I asked part rudely, part curiously.
"Nothing, I was just wandering around looking for something fun..."
"So, did you find it?" I narrowed my eyes at him, waiting for a fun answer.
"Oh yeah," he scoffed a little. "You guys can continue, don't mind me." He said and crossed his leg sitting in a more relaxed position. I looked at his face, he raised his eyebrows at me. Arrogant eagle!
"Do you want to take my place?" I tried my luck.
"No." He scoffed and glanced at Rob who was making a fist for some unknown reason.
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"Okay, one more time..." Rob looked at me with eyes full of hope.
"Anglo-Saxon period, 8th century, also known as the Dark Ages," I stated.
"Main characteristics?"
"Responsiveness to Nature. Religion. Struggle for Glory." I answered for the hundredth time.
"What are the 3 values of Anglo-Saxon culture?"
"Okay, I know that one... three major works: Beowulf and the Elegies, TheWanderer, and TheSeafarer." I clapped my hands lightly feeling genius.
"Why is that?" He asked further.
"Ummm... because... The Anglo-Saxons valued their cultural values of loyalty, justness, and bravery." So, it took a correct answer to make this robot smile? Tsk!
"What is the theme of the Anglo-Saxon period?"
"Let me think... honor, generosity, unity, and glory which are still present even in modern-day literature," I said proudly, finally enjoying this thing. Studying is easy if you know all the answers.
"Yes!" Rob almost dropped his tablet in excitement. Nero clapped his hands while standing from the sofa.
"Is that a standing ovation?" I made a face at him, he just smiled a little, shook his head, and left. I can't believe that quarter-brother of mine sat here for more than an hour. Maybe he has a different definition of fun.
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Amy's POV"
I braced myself before entering the class, he was already there sitting like he freaking owns this place. I wanted to smile but he was looking right at me, so I dropped the idea of smiling.
Just don't talk to him, don't look at him, and don't smile at him. Simple!
All my way to the classroom, I kept reminding myself. I wanted to live a simple and peaceful life but he just came and jiggled my rhythm of life. I tried my best not to look at him directly. Today he wore chocolate brown jeans the same color as his hair and eyes. He looks very…wow.
Get a grip, Amy. I scolded myself. I sat on my chair ignoring him but still feeling his gaze at me. Should I greet him? A little hey won't hurt right?
"Will you stop staring at me?" I murmur.
"Will you start looking at me then?" He whispered and I pretended like I didn't hear that.
Class began, and I was distracted because of what he just said. I stole a glance at him and he looked kinda annoyed.
Today we read about another tragic play by Shakespeare. I've already read Othello before so I can afford to pay less attention today. At the end of the class, we get our yesterday's quiz test back already marked.
I've got 92. Oh yeah~
I tried to peek at his test paper just out of curiosity but he hid the marking area by placing his hand over it. Choco nuts! He didn't just place his hand... He basically slapped it loudly, startling the guy who sat on his right side.
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I was the first one to leave the class, well that was a wrong choice because now he's following me closely. Shoot! Maybe I should stop and let him pass by...
I stopped, he stopped. Even the people behind him also stopped. Bloody hell!
I start walking again, unwillingly.
Yesterday I got kicked out of my class because of a damn skirt so maybe today I should act rebellious...or something. Skipping class is not a good thing but it's not that bad either. Especially when you are an excellent student. But how can I skip a freaking test!
Whatever! I'll do what my heart told me to do, which is telling me to ditch the class and run away from the guy behind me. I spin on my foot to go back to some other place. Far from here... far from him.
GAG! I was about to take my third step when someone pulled me back by my damn scarf, almost choking me.
"Class is not that way!" I heard a familiar voice... his voice to be exact.
"Don't you dare touch me!" I warned him when he kept pulling me towards him.
"I won't." He said flatly, making me stop on my track. I finally looked at him, he looked serious for once. His chocolate brown eyes looked too dark, almost black. Is it because of the sun or his clothes? I can't help but smile at our awkward state. He was still holding one side of my scarf, tightly. I was holding it on my neck so that it wouldn't choke me to death... or something.
What's with everyone? Why in this civilized country would everyone grab me by my scarf? Should I stop wearing it? Nahh... I can't do that. Something in his eyes changed after seeing me smiling. He just rolled his eyes before looking back at me. His facial expressions softened a bit, but he still looked annoyed.
"Let me go," I said softly with a complimentary smile. As soon as he lets go of the scarf, I'm gonna run for the nearest woods and continue living my peaceful life once again in a new way.
"No!"
"..." I just blinked. Woah, I didn't expect that. A fell-flat refusal! Wonderful!
I bowed down in defeat and started walking again. Sigh! He's still holding up my scarf from the end while walking behind me. What a peculiar sight!
Now he bloody looked like a guy who took out his pet for a morning walk. Oh gawd! I wanted to melt down like an ice cream. Everyone was watching us, some were laughing loudly. Please don't click pictures... I pulled up my scarf to hide my face a little.
As we entered the classroom, he finally let go. My face felt so hot, it was hella embarrassing out there, I just looked down at my shoes and went to my seat.
We have another quiz test today. But the teacher informed us that it was an oral quiz test. I saw many mouths fall open and many jaws drop to the floor. Haha, what a sight! Strangely the guy beside me only looked... bored? He just glanced at the teacher and then looked around to see others' reactions. He was watching them earnestly as if he was afraid he would miss some of the pale faces.
"Ha! Such a child!" I thought to myself and shook my head slowly. He turns to look at me like he heard that. Did he? I hope not.
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Then the test began, and half of the class gave wrong answers and got kicked out of class to stand in the corridor. On one side, I saw many flushed faces of girls out of embarrassment, and on the other side, boys were trying their best to hold back laughs in their throats. Between everything only one student was enjoying everything with a mischievous grin on his face. I swear his eyes were sparkling by watching the whole scenario.
Then comes my turn. I answered each and every question with a respectful attitude, even though I suffered humiliation a day before in this same class. From the corner of my eye, I saw a half of the class peeking inside through doors and windows, dying out of curiosity about what would happen between professor and me because today I'm still not wearing a proper uniform.
If he wants to kick me out again then be my guest. I'll just go outside and join others.
"Well done, you may sit down," He said, causing a great shock to everyone. Because he's one of the strict professors in the whole college. He's one of those teachers to whom students feared inside the classroom and tried not to meet them outside the classroom.
I was still looking at him. Did I mishear that? Was that a compliment? Is he okay? I tilted my head a little while looking at him.
"Sit down, Amy!" He growled at me. Yeah, he's okay.
"Yes, sir. Thank you!" I glanced up and found that the guy beside me was giving me a thumbs-up. I smiled widely at that. Turns out, it was a good call that I didn't rebel and ditched this class.
Our professor was now asking questions to Vincent Hart and he answered them confidently, making everyone shocked. Even the teacher didn't expect that from him. I was surprised too but for a different reason. How did he prepare his test questions? He wasn't present in the class when we learned about the Anglo-Saxon period. His answers were short and calculated as if he noted them down precisely and accurately.
Anyhow I was happy for him. He too sat down and I mimicked his action from earlier and gave him two thumbs up. He just swayed left and right in his chair while grinning.
He then lifted his hand. Did he want a high five now? Yeah, high five is cool after all both of us were the first ones to stay in the classroom. So, without considering the matter any further, I slapped his hand.
THAAKK!!
Our palms met and created a loud slapping sound. Everyone exclaimed at the sound.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!" He shrieked like a freaking opera singer, making everyone startled.
All of this was because I forgot to control my power and excitement and hit his hand too hard. My palm stings a bit, I can't measure his pain though. My eyes widened in shock. He was giving me an accusing glare.
"Why in the hell do you do that? You, impossible brat!" He shouted at me without giving a damn about the people around us.
"Well, you wanted a high five," I replied equally loudly.
"No, I didn't!" He stood up yelling.
"Liar! You raised your hand first..." I mimicked his action.
"... because I wanted to go to the restroom!" He was glaring at me.
Oh? Ohh.
"..." I was speechless for a good minute. Everyone - who saw or heard - was laughing hard, almost rolling on the floor.
"Well now that your shouting and bickering come to an end, why don't both of you go to the nurse's room to get your hands treated first." Professor was saying while looking at us equally.
I looked at Vincent Hart's hand which was now turning red. He too looked at my hand but I hid it behind my back. I am not hurt. Even if I was, I didn't feel any pain. I looked down at the floor, on my shoes, feeling embarrassed, someone might have stepped on my left shoe making it muddy.
"Let's go." He murmured.
"..."
"I said let's go! you, mighty brat!" He shouted in his signature high-pitched voice, making my eardrum ring.
Everyone was laughing, even the teacher tried to hide his smile. We create a hell of a scene!
I really really want my simple and peaceful life back.
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Nero's POV:
It was good to see my eldest brother finally taking his study seriously. Actually, it was fun watching him trying his best... I spent a solid hour watching him memorizing everything Rob taught.
But as for me... I'm more curious about the motivation behind this great effort.
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I knew his schedule of classes. His test will be in the second class of history. As soon as his first class ended, I started following him.
I can see Rob and Dane a few meters back from him. They know how to give a student some personal space, haha. I chuckle lightly.
Vin seems to be in a hurry, why?
I narrowed my eyes.
Oh, I'll be damned!
"Was he following a... Girl!"
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