All Chapters of Carry My Child, Miss Laurier: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I can feel how my Professor’s stares dig deeper to my soul as I stare back at him without any hesitations. I am biting my lower lip tightly with my fists all closed, waiting for his response. Even though I may look like fierce and strong in front of him, I could not deny the fact to myself that my knees are both trembling as more seconds passes. The silence that stands in between us is very deafening as if he is thoroughly weighing my emotions—maybe reading if I am freaking serious or not.I must admit that what I am doing is a result of a hasty decision I made just a minute ago but I could not run away from this scenario and act as if nothing happened. And this decision was primarily driven by my rage from what I have saw earlier and his Dad’s wish is one of the reason as well. I love my Dad and Mom; and hearing someone pleading for his one last wish is very painful. These people are so precious and even I could not live without my Mother and Father.

While Mister Dawson is discussing in front, someone opened the door oc e again and it shows Alaric who is all sweaty over his face. He is obviously panting and maybe running towards here until he look at our Professor before he apologize.“I am so sorry for being late again, Mister.”I am waiting for Mister Dawson to throw words at him like what he did to me on my first day but he did the opposite. He just motioned Alaric to sit down and the later automatically ran up the stairs going to his seat. Our eyes met but I could not show a smile, knowing that he didn’t got complex by the Professor like what I experienced.I give Mister Dawson a sharp look, not even worried that he will see me. How unfair! I was late before and he automatically judge me in front of the class—saying about his so-called frist impression, and now, he let that Alaric enter the place without even trying.Is he gay? And that’s the reason why he don’t

I am currently standing inside our condo’s balcony while appreciating the city lights in the background. Tall buildings are being lit up as early as five in the afternoon, and now that it’s seven almost eight already, it became more beautiful, plus the cars from below is wonderful to look out.“I don’t know but your smile sometimes creeps me out.”I look at my right and saw Everleigh standing with me. Both of her hands are hugging herself while also appreciating the view in front. It’s cold anyway, and I wonder why. We are heading to March but the breeze is still cold as if it’s the month of December.“I was not smiling.” I said after a few seconds.Leigh look at me so I return back her stares until she gave me a knowing look then started poking me on my side. “You did something rubbish?”A little chuckle came up from me before shoving her hand away. “Stop it, I did not.”

“M-Mister Dawson…” I called him when I got so surprised seeing him this close. I even almost  hit him with the door but he really is smart enough to know the distance in between him and the moving wooden door.I blink my eyes twice when he turns around, leaving me on the same spot. I cleared my throat this time, trying my best not to stutter in front of him. Mister Dawson headed back on his table before he grabs a pile of papers from one of his shelves just a meter away from his table.“Alaric and I would just want to raise a concern about our Thesis topic—““I did not saw your Literary Analysis yet but you are already asking me about your Thesis.”I purse my lips. Here he goes again. Sometimes, talking with this Professor is such a pain in the ass and I can barely survives his attitude knowing that I am a bit frustrated as well.“We are already finalizing about it, Mister. Alaric talked a

 I look at Rael when he asked me that question. He is still looking in front and not giving me the attention but I know, he is waiting for my reply. With a force smile on my lips, I look down while playing the canned soda on my hands. “I love him so much, do you think I’ll get over him that soon?”Rael chuckled in a little way before leaning back with both of his hands. “Love sh*ts sucks.” He muttered this time before shaking his head from left to right.I smiled a little at him before grabbing his beanie from his head and wear it on me. “Yeah. I fell in love, my bad.” I murmured as I shrug my shoulders.He shake his leg this time while still looking in front of us until his phone rung, making the both of us look behind where the front seat is.“Wait,” he stated before walking at the front seat. “Yo, Bro!” He greeted and just by the way he greeted the caller, I know who he is talking w