A Night with Mr. Stranger

[ SELENA HEMSWORTH'S POV]

"Mom! why didn't you wake me up!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, running around my room, collecting my outfit for my school today.

"I did but you sleep like a Koala!" my mom shouted back. I can hear the sound of her cooking something in oil. She must be frying food for our breakfast.

I gaze at the wall in the right side of my bed. "Fuck! 30 minutes!? I really hope our terror professor won't come early." I groan and roll my eyes. "As if that is even possible."

I took a 10 minutes bath, usually I bathe for an hour and prepare for another hour but I did my whole preparation today in less than 30 minutes.

What a fuss. I was not able to take my breakfast due to lack of time.

I took a bus, the school is not that far from my house. I can actually just walk for 10 minutes but since I have no time right now, I decided to take a bus.

I took the last seat at the back and open the window. I love it whenever the air touches my face. It was exactly 6: 54 am when the bus finally reached school, I hurriedly jumped out of the bus and almost ran my way in the campus.

"Hey, lady! don't run. The first class was suspended because of a meeting. Watch your way!" I heard the guard wave his hand at me, warning me to slow down which I instantly did upon hearing the news of suspension.

"Gosh, even the way she ran is undeniably mesmerizing." A girl in my way said in a whisper.

"I agree, she is like a God-sent woman." her friend commented. "But did you heard about the new guy? They seem to be a good pair. I can sense him and her being together."

"Oh yes! Him!. I might have saw him earlier and fuck girl!. He looks like a top model. Ypu should have seen him earlier. I never had my breakfast but when I saw him, I fee so full already."

Upon hearing that, I sighed heavely. "What kind of philosophy is that?"

I walk ahead, ignoring their thoughts that I can clearly hear despite them, using a very low voice.

I heard this compliment, a lot but there is something that pinches my curiosity.

Who is this man they are talking about?

"Look, man!. My wife is here!" said by someone who is shamelessly pointing at me. I gave him a look and instantly looked away. At my peripheral view, I saw him holding his heart while asking for support from the man he is with. "Oh, my heart! My wife looked at me!"

"I hope the new man won't take your wife away from you." A man said and chuckled after.

I simply gave a side eye upon hearing that new man again.

"Man. What do you think will be good names for our child?. Did you see that earlier?. Selena looked at me, that is a 75% closer to her becoming my wife. I should prepare names of our children already."

The fuck is that delusion?.

I just brushed off that cringey scene in my head and went into my walk.

As usual, every single time I walk into this corridor, pair of eyes are following me. I am used into getting such attention ever since I started my school here.

I am Selena Hemsworth, a student in this school, taking Secondary Education major in Math.

I am not a big fond of big crowds, it irritates me and today is one of the most irritating early mornings I had here.

At a short distance, I saw a crowd full of girls, mostly younger than me–sophomores..

"Did you see him??! Gosh he is so dreamy!" she said, while busy looking at her phone. "Kyahhhh! I think I am in love!" she showed something to her friend. "Just look at him! Oh my God! I need him to notice me, it is such a waste if he won't notice me!"

I slower my walk to have a quick idea of why they are gathered in numbers or in horde and to have something about this man that I am hearing ever since I walked into the campus earlier.

"I agree! That man should be your boyfriend. He must be! Just imagine what a power couple you two would make!"

A squealing sound was heard after. A delusional one with a friend that feeds her delusions– such iconic duos.

"I wonder what year he is. I wanted to know him more." one of the girls said and I can see them giving each other icy stares upon hearing each other's comments about the guy.

They were so caught up with the idea that they are excitedly jumping holding hands. "Go girl!" Her friend said, cheering for her. "I am rooting for you!"

I walk pass them, they paid me their glances. The smile on their faces brushes off like a waterbased paint getting soak in a heavy rain.

Their smiles eventually turned into a frown and both of them put their hands in cross.

What a nice way to start a day. In my peripheral vision, I can feel the jealousy they're throwing at me.

"I just hope Selena won't caught his attention. You better do something now or else that woman will get him, effortlessly." She said, with full guts of giving me a side eye.

I heard someone groaning. "Just like she always did."

This is the disadvantage of being attractive, some people will really hate you for the fact that their crushes choose to like you and not them.

Even the sound of my breathing irritates them.

I continue walking upon hearing their hateful sighs. Like I care.

The corridor's is full of students who are glued with their phones while they giggles at something from their phone and this is an anomaly. Usually, during free times, most of them go to the cafeteria or the library to kill some time.

I finally reached the stair, my next subject was assigned in one of the rooms upstairs. climbing closer and closer, I can hear screams–again.

When I reached the top and was ready to take the right turn, I heard the second most loudest crowd, close to my assigned room.

Who is it this time?. I began to wander, their screams, together with the sound of the background emcee who is currently hosting an event on the near auditorium, creates a cacophony of sounds.

The crowd began to disperse, as I walk down the corridor.

"Here she is. Gosh. I hope Uno won't notice him---...opss too late."

At some point of her sentence, she cut her sentence off. I gave a peak and I saw her, gazing at the man they were so hype up about.

Our eyes.... then met.

But something is off.

Why?

Why are you looking at me that way?

The man whom eyes I just met for the first time, is looking dagger at me.

I can almost see fire coming out from his eyes. He is glowering at me. I can't hold such gaze so I immediately turn my cheeks away, to avoid the heating moment.

I hugged my books tighter as I look around, trying to pass the crowd.

I know they saw my reaction.

"What was that?" I asked myself, looking all puzzled as I walk in fast pace.

"What was that?" I repeated. "Was he looking at me?"

I can feel my heart in crazy beat. I never felt this uneasy before and it is crazy enough to think that I just felt this a while ago, after looking at his eyes.

Those green eyes mesmerized me but the way he looks at me, it gives me floating question marks all over the area.

I can still feel the intensity of his stares, even now that I have turned my back at him. "What is wrong with him? Geez, why Am I even cowering??"

I shook my head, trying to win my sane back. Maybe I saw it wrong or maybe it was naturally how he stare at people.

"I do not know him and If that is the case, What a creep then."

No one has ever looked at me that way. I might have saw jealous eyes but never that kind of stare.

For the first time ever since I got here, I met a man's pair of eyes that does not show any interest towards me.