TWO

Marian watched the car drive off. It was her first time conversing with any of her professors outside the lecture room. She was happy that he got to talk to her, "He's calm but nosy," she laughed and continued to her dorm.

The following week Marian woke up as early as 6 am looking for what to wear, she didn't understand why she did that, but she decided to go for it since she was already up, she put on a pink Jordan with her black coat. She had only two coats, brown and black.

Marian had a spot where she would sit and drink coffee before heading for lectures. Today she sat there looking without buying any coffee. Carried away in thought, she hadn't seen Logan enter the cafe, and when he saw her, he smiled.

A minute after buying coffee, he approached her. "Marian?" He called, dropping a cup of coffee on the table. Marian looked out the window, lost in her thought, "Marian?" He tapped, and just then, she looked at him.

"Oh, my goodness!" She looked around and immediately covered her mouth. The man in her thoughts was standing before her, looking stunning in a brown suit and neatly arranged hair. Oh, his sleeves were rolled up, and his veins bulged out. Marian swallowed.

"I didn't see a coffee on your table, so I thought," he stated, smiling gorgeously at her.

"It's fine!" She interrupted, "I wasn't going to stay long anyways," she swallowed and pressed her legs under the table. Just his manly scent turned her on. He seemed to be giving her the green light, the way he stared at her.

"Alright, see you in class, Miss River," he replied and walked away. Marian watched him leave, and a whine escaped her lips. He was freaking hot.

Getting to class, Marian could barely even smile. Her heart had been pounding after that, she scanned the hall, and he wasn't yet in class, but she found Gaby.

"Marian!" Gaby waved and directed her to an empty seat. She immediately rushed over.

"Oh, Gaby," she breathed, dropping her bag beside her.

"What's wrong?" Gaby asked, hearing her breath hard.

"Nothing," she sighs heavily, holding her aching head.

"Tell me," Gaby's arm wraps her shoulders

Marian looked at Gaby. Marian laughed and rolled her eyes, trying to shrug her off. What will she say? Is she interested in her professor? She couldn't imagine her scream.

"It's nothing. I ran from the cafe," Marian said, eyes dancing around Gabby.

"How was your weekend?" The voice came from the hallway into the classroom, she recognised his voice, and Marian immediately looked toward that deep voice. It was him, indeed.

"Mr Noel, I had a nice weekend. What about you?" Rita Smith— the sassiest girl she could ever know, she didn't like anything about her, maybe because she was too poky.

"What about you, sir?" The girl beside her replied— Fiona Brooke, another sassy girl.

He smiled at her and replied, "Mine was good,"

"He likes the attention," Gaby said. Marian looked at her, rolling her eyes.

"Stop it," She nudged.

Mr Logan had a clear glass on, and minutes ago, she hadn't seen him with that. Either way, he looked dreamy, like a knight in shiny armour. His lips were moist and pink as he spoke. He must have used lip balms, and his hands to hold those books were long. She swallowed as dirty thoughts roamed her head.

"Marian!" He called, her heart skipped along with her soul as he called, and she adjusted, blinking severally. "Tell us what you know by that," He said.

Christ, she hadn't been listening. What would she say, and what did he mean by that, like he expected her to figure the topic herself? There was a smirk at the corner of his lips, like he teased her, knowing she had imagined him differently.

"The analysis of a compound-complex sentence," he asked and smiled. Now he knew she was obsessed with him. That smile said a lot.

"Me?" She glanced around, and everyone was staring.

"Yes, miss?" He thought Marian rolled her eyes. He didn't even remember her surname. "Miss River," he said, "you seem absent," he finished,

"Um, I wasn't absent," she immediately defended with a hand sign.

"Okay, then answer," He intoned, shutting his book and folding his hands.

"I think I am sick," Marian coughs. Gaby nudged her, furrowing her brows at her. What was she doing? She knew what it was, but she needed to drag this out.

"You don't know it?" he said, adjusting his glass.

"A compound-complex sentence contains two or more coordinate clauses and at least one subordinate clause," she spat, his eyes darkened, staring at her. Marian felt intimidated by those glares.

"That's explainable," he looked away and continued

"I don't know what just happened, but it looked like the both of you hate each other. You can't be hating a professor right now. It's the final year," Gaby said to Marian, who wasn't even paying attention to her.

Marian took her note and stared at him, while Logan could not look at her. It wasn't how she expected it to go.

"What is?" Gaby asked, seeing her murmur to herself.

"Ah, not you. I just remembered something," she said, whispering. Gaby pulled back, side-glancing at her.

"That is all for today, and I will be taking attendance, as it would also be part of my assessment," Logan said, taking his book and bag.

"Sir, no one would miss your class," Rita said with a lewd smile at him.

"That's funny, Miss Smith," a small laugh escaped his lips,

"Oh, come on," Fiona teased,

"You too, Miss Brooke," He laughed, "Anyways, after the attendance, you're free to leave the class," He said, standing close to the door.

He started with the names, took a while, and finally, he turned to Marian. He sighed.

"Miss River?" he called. Gaby looked at her, and Marian was fast asleep.