CHAPTER THREE: WHAT ARE THE ODDS! ?

Maddie. 

It was Monday morning, more than twenty four hours since my amazing night with Luc. True to the dark promise in his eyes, he had blown my mind. I had screamed till I had lost my voice. The only roadblock we had encountered during the night was when he found out I had been a virgin, but luckily, I was able to reassure him that I hadn't been keeping my virginity for any mysterious special person and I was more than ready to lose it to him. 

And boy had I lost it. 

I had also lost my mind and my senses that night, both burned to ashes with the heat of our passion. Gia had once tried to describe what an explosive orgasm felt like to me and I had thought she had been exaggerating for my benefit. 

With Luc, it had been more than explosive. The best word I could use to describe it was combustive. I had passed out afterwards. 

Gia had snuck into the room by past two and we had both snuck out. I had been sad to leave Luc alone in bed, but I knew it was just a one night stand and I'd probably never see him again. It was better how it ended than to face an awkward morning after. What Luc and I had was an excessive amount of chemistry and we had spent the night getting drunk on each other, that had to be enough for me. 

That's what I told myself at least.

I didn't tell Gia that I had spent the whole of Sunday thinking of Luc. That was plain pathetic and I refused to be that girl. The one who attached feelings to casual sex and complicated a simple situation. I was a big girl and I could handle a one night stand. 

I took a seat in my preferred sitting area, closer to the front but not one of the first four seats and dead center. I had explained to Gia severally how that position was the prime seating center for both the classroom and the cinema to which she always replied that only nerds sat on the first six rows. 

Unfortunately for her, I had won our coin toss on the first day of school so she was stuck sitting with me. 

I dropped my bag on the seat to my right to reserve it for Gia. 

The class was beginning to fill up when my phone suddenly buzzed. I looked down at it in confusion. Why the hell was Gia calling me this close to class? And where was she? 

"Hello..."

"Maddie. You have to get out of there now." She cut me off in a hurry. 

"Uhm. What is this? If you don't want to seat here, you don't have to." I informed her. 

"You don't understand. Look, I'm a few tables behind you. Can you just move over here please? I can't explain out loud." 

I turned and spotted her four rows behind her practically slouched in her chair, a face cap pulled low over her forehead. She caught my eye and began to wave frantically at me. Honestly, Gia was acting a little crazy this morning. 

We had both gotten to school together earlier and I had left her for a minute while she went to buy the sugary concoction she called coffee and flirt with the barista at the coffee shop, and now this. 

"What are you up to now?" I asked over the phone. 

"Ugh. Just trust me for once and come over here. You're so stubborn." 

"You're lucky I love you, but I'm never sitting back there with you again." I grinned as I began to pack up my bags. 

"Hurry." She hung up. 

As I made to stand up, my pen fell to the floor and rolled a distance away. I went down to my knees to reach for it from under the table it had slipped under. 

"Good morning and welcome to English literature." 

I froze. That voice. It couldn't be. No, it was impossible. It was just my imagination. A product of thinking so much about him. 

"If you're quite done crawling around, can you get seated." He suddenly said. I felt all eyes on me as I dusted my knees and rose to my feet. My eyes clashed with too familiar grey ones and all the blood in my body drained, leaving me frozen as I stared in horror at Luc.

"Are you part of this class, miss..."

"Lane." I croaked. "Ye- yes. I- uh- I mean I'm part of this class." 

"Then either sit down or walk out of this class, you're disrupting my class." He glared. 

I dropped down to my seat in a daze. 

"I'm professor Lucian Buford and I'll be teaching you English literature. There are very few rules in this class, but the major one you'll need to know is sit down, shut up unless you're answering a question and don't waste everyone's fucking time. If you're not ready to be here, you don't need to be. Is that clear?" 

My phone pinging with a text was the only sound heard after his ominous question. All eyes including the dark, stormy eyes of Lu- I mean- professor Buford swung to me. 

I swallowed and immediately turned my volume all the way down. 

Holy shit. 

"Miss Lane, I'll give you first day grace, but that's all I'm willing to tolerate. Is that clear?"

I nodded hurriedly. 

"I asked you a question." 

"Yes, sir. Clear, sir."

He turned to the board behind him giving me the opportunity to peek at my phone, there was a text from Gia, a simple "HOLY SHIT!!!!" 

What were the odds? That my one night stand that was supposed to be uncomplicated and forgotten had now turned into one big, fat mess. It wasn't enough for me to just run into him in public. He had to be my new professor too and the worst part was, he seemed to hate me.