Lahat ng Kabanata ng MY PROFESSOR'S LITTLE SECRET: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

“One burger and fries please.” “With one milkshake.” I looked at the menu like I didn’t already know what I wanted. “Make that for two.” I rolled my eyes on recognising the voice. “What do you want?” I scowled at Jack. Since I’d placed my order, I found a very comfortable spot to sit in. The rain outside had just started and it didn’t look like it was letting up soon. Sometimes, it got very hot and other times, it got very cold. We were supposed to be in summer. My birthday was approaching very soon and dreaded everyday that led up to it. “I miss you in class.” “I still attend every class asides that witch’s class. So, what do you really want?” I sighed and dropped my phone, looking him squarely in the eyes. “That’s just one less class where I don’t get to see you.” “Did you know she was GG1’s mum?” His face scrunched up in confusion. “GG1? Who’s GG1?” Then his face lit up in recognition. “Ah… You mean Rami?” He chuckled. “Everyone does. She doesn’t exactly hide it. She uses

“Hi.” Aarav waved back. He was over more frequently of recent and I hated that I was in the way of their privacy. What Jared and I had expected was that we’d crack the case in no time and we’d be back to normal, or at least, our own version of normal. However, there was just static. Everyone who’d approached us within the time limit we’d set were all clear of any sort of issues. They either had nothing to do with us or were just really innocent people. It was almost like we’d imagined the threats. Mr Bodyguard still followed me around in the dark and I was yet to see his face. School still sucked like hell and it was a miracle I was able to keep myself from being suspended anytime I saw Rami’s face. She’d done enough to earn that name from my lips. “What the fuck are you looking at?” She bitched when I was looking for Jack. I hadn’t seen him all day and he was the only one I actually talked to in class. I completely ignored her. When Jack finally arrived, I almost tore his head

I couldn’t believe my eyes. Why were they both here? Jared and Aarav? “You too? What’s going on?” I stepped back to let them in, the disbelief still evident on my face. The moment Jared came in, he picked me up from the floor and twirled me in his arms. I didn’t know when the sobs started. “Jer!!” I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed every part of his face my lips could find. “I missed you so much.” My legs found his waist and enclosed them in a firm grip. “I missed you too.” “We can see that!” I didn’t pay Aarav any mind as I hugged the life out of him. When I was somewhat satisfied, I dropped down from him but I didn’t let him go. With my hand in his, I looked at the room to see Aly smiling her ears off. I wasn’t sure it was because I was smiling or because Aarav was here. It was both. “How…?” “Jared planned it. He was going crazy not seeing you.” He scowled at Aly. “Thank you, Aly for that extra bit of information that was very much needed.” “Jer…” I looked up at

“You lost!”“I’m well aware. No need to remind me.” I kissed the scowl on Jared’s face as we packed up the scrabble board.I'd beaten him for the fourth time in a row.Everyone had asked me what I wanted to do and I’d decided to just spend the day with them. Like I had said very early on, I had a very terrible coping mechanism. I shoved the later half of what had happened that day to the back of my mind.Call it selfish but for the first time in my life, I really thought I deserved to have a day when I wasn’t overwhelmed by my many problems.“Is that Jordan Gustav?” I covered my mouth with my hands as I sighted the somewhat stern looking man with an imposing height from afar.“You know him?” Aarav asked, his brows rising as he saw me dust off sand from my skin and dress. We were outside enjoying the evening and I was about to get the highlight of my day.“Who doesn’t? The world’s number one culinary master. I watched his shows a lot when I was a kid. I guess... wait...” I looked at A

“Happy Bel... damn Lee! You look worse than my cat litter.” “Thanks Jack.” I smiled at him. “That wasn’t a compliment.” He looked at me, a little worried as I tried very hard to keep one foot in front of the other. “It wasn’t?” My brain wasn’t even trying to function properly. Jack whirled and stopped in front of me way too abruptly, and I stumbled backwards. His hands reached out to steady me, and I placed my hands on his biceps. “That’s a lot of muscle for someone who wears baggy tees all the time.” I squeezed them and he yelped in response, not expecting me to have done that. “Okay stop. You’re definitely not okay.” “Sorry.” I held up my hands in front of his face and stood well. “I am. Just a little out of it.” Both of us entered the class and found our way to our seats. “Okay. I believe you.” “Every time I see her, she keeps worsening. It’s puke-inducing to look at her.” ‘They’re not talking about you. They’re not talking about you. They’re not talking about you.” Jac