Chapter 9

My hands were shaking as I affixed my signature on it. I closed the folder after and stared at it for some seconds. 

I bit my lip and took a deep sigh. Oh come on, Felice. You're just gonna give this to him. For god's sake calm down! I clenched my fist and swallowed the lump in my throat. 

I sighed and stood. I fixed the folder and went out of the office. I walked to the Arts and Letters building. The faculty was just on the ground floor so, I wasn't stuck with the bulk of people waiting for the elevator. 

I took another sigh before I knocked and opened the faculty's door. I sighed and slowly enteered the room. I gulped when no one was there. 

My forehead creased and finally entered the room. I didn't know where Sir Greg's table so I had to search for his name on the nameplates on the table.

"Miss Lemuel?" I almost jumped in shocked when I heard that voice. 

My eyes widened and I immediately looked at my side. There I saw Sir Greg who looked like he just got off from the bathroom. 

"S-Sir Greg!" 

"Are you okay?" he asked. I immedately nodded my head. His forehead creased. He looked at me from head to toe. I gulped. 

"Uhm sir, here is the file that you requested. I already signed it." 

I gave him the folder. He nodded and got it from me. I scannes through it first before shifting his head to me again.

"This looks good already. I think we're ready for the acquaintance." He flashed a huge smile, showing his perfectly formed white teeth. 

I just gave him a small smile in return. He looked at me amusingly and then chuckled after. I furrowed my brows.

"Is there something wrong, sir?" I managed to ask. He just gave me a smile again and shook his head. 

"Nothing, Miss Lemuel. But thank you, for the hard work." 

My heart skipped a beat and I almost flinched when he tapped my shoulder. I gulped again and slightly moved so his hand would go down. 

He must have noticed my reaction, so he voluntarily removed it. 

"Anyway, how are you and your readings? Did you applied what I taught you about reading historical papers?" 

I wasn't prepared with his question so I almost panicked in organizing my answers in my head. I was silently scolding myself with that.

That was just a simple question! Gosh!

"Uhmm I-I'm getting used to it, sir. Thank you, by the way. "

I bit my lower lip and almost cursed myself when I stuttered a bit. 

Oh gosh Felice! 

He slightly laughed. 

"That's good to know, then. I hope you got a hang of it." 

I just nodded and gave him a timid smile. 

We went silent after. I didn't know what to do so I just kept on roaming my eyes aroundthe office, while he checked the folder again. I swallowed and cleared my throat.

"Uhm sir, if you don't need anything else… uhm I-I'll just go ahead." I gulped again and avoided his gaze.

"Yes, it's fine. If you need something, you could just visit me here in the faculty, Miss Lemuel. Or you can email or message me on facebook if you need to ask something about the readings." I just nodded and quickly turned my back on him. 

I sighed in relief when I finally got out of the office. I even leaned my back on the door and covered my face with both of my hands. 

Felice Lemuel! Oh my gosh!

I closed my eyes and let out a sigh. I composed myself first before I finally decided to walk away. Thankfully, there were no students in the corridors already. 

My plan was to went back to the student council office and then I would just chill in the nearest campus cafe. However, it was interrupted when I ran into Bran on my way out of the student council. 

He raised his hand and waved at me. Looks like he just got from practice because he was wearing his sports attire. Our athletes here have trainings during mornings and evenings, depending on what sports they are in.

I rolled my eyes when Bran smirked and made his way towards me. I could just walked past him, but I know that jerk. He'll just annoy the hell put of me until I give him what he wants. 

"What do you want?" I asked him when he stopped in front of me. He let out a chuckle. I rolled my eyes again and crossed my arms. 

"So fiesty. Come on, have lunch with me? I came from a very tiring training, Fel." He made a face. I snorted.

"You're not cute, Mr." I rolled my eyes again. He shook his head and slightly laughed. 

"Damn. You're really hard to please," he said. I raised my brows. 

"Come on, Fel. Please, just one lunch." 

I narrowed my eyes. "And you're not gonna annoy me anymore," I bargained. 

He took a deep sigh and stared at me for a second. 

I wiggled my brows. "What now?"

In the end, he just sighed and nodded. I grinned. Ha. I won. 

"Okay, let's go," I said and walked past him. 

I felt him following, but seconds later he was already beside me and his left arm was alread wrapped around my waist.

I rolled my eyes and removed his arm. 

"Not so fast, mister." And I walked faster. 

I even heard him laugh. 

"Wait up!" 

I didn't listen and just continue walking, but he's an athlete so he got up. He's now beside me again. Well, atleast he's not being touchy feely and all. 

"My car's in the parking." I heard him say and  walked to the parking area. I followed through.

He placed his gym bag and sports shoes at the back first. I just waited beside the passenger seat. 

He was a bit slow so I leaned on his car first. I was looking around the parking to keep myself busy when my eyes found someone familiar on the corner of the parking. 

I narrowed my eyes and stared at the guy and the girl beside a familiar car. They guy was opening the passenger's seat for the girl. When he turned around to the driver's seat, I finally got to see who he was. 

I froze on the ground. 

Fuck. 

That's Sir Greg.  He's with someone. 

My eyes widened when I felt a slight pang in my chest.

I immediately held unto it. My heat skipped a beat. 

What the hell. 

I have no freaking idea why I felt that, but I just found myself staring at the car until it got out of the parking. 

I swallowed the lump in my throat. 

Damn, heart.