All Chapters of Teach me to sin: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The sleek, black Rolls-Royce had come to pick me up at exactly 7:30pm from the front door of my dorm. The chauffeur, an average height man dressed in a grey, tailored suit stood outside and held the door open for me with a smile on his face. “Good evening, Miss Lane,” he greeted me, “You look lovely tonight” he added I smiled at the man in return. “Thank you, Sir” “Please, do climb in. Master Toby awaits your arrival” The chauffeur helped me climb into the car. “Thank you” I said. He nodded and shut the door gently. I watched as he climbed into the driver’s seat and started the car and thus began the journey. As the car moved along the road and the soft glow of the streetlights illuminated the luxurious vehicle my mind wandered. I thought back to the day that Toby and I met; the way he spoke, the way he carried himself, his assertiveness. I remembered my shock when I received a black dinner dress and matching shoes and jewelry from him against our date come Frida

“Leaving already?” I asked with my feet placed atop each other and my hands resting under my head. Alex took another look in the mirror and adjusted his hair for the eight time in over three minutes. He kept brushing his jacket, adjusting his collar and taking sniffs of his body to make sure he smelt good. “Nervous huh?” I asked. Alex sighed and sat down. “It’s just crazy that he asked me out you know,” Alex smiled widely, “Did you ever clock that he was gay?” He asked. “Before he started hanging out with us, well, mainly you, I would have sworn that he was straight” “He looked really happy when I agreed to go out on this date with him tonight” He said. “He really likes you. That much has always been obvious” I was glad to see Alex this happy. Ever since his breakup with Julius and the drama that followed with Sophia, he had been really down. His moods would shift from time to time and sometimes the sadness would sneak out in his eyes even when he smiled. I was

“I’ll be at the cafeteria later. Nico and Rita will be there waiting” I smiled at the text from Alex that popped up on my screen. He had spent Friday night and the whole of Saturday with me. It felt like heaven when I had him next to me, my arms wrapped around his small frame. His smile was so bright and infectious. Every kiss, every touch, every laugh was pure bliss. When he went back to his dorm earlier this morning I wanted him back. He was so addictive and I wondered what Julius was thinking when he called their relationship off. Lucky me I guess. “Okay then,” I replied, “I miss you already” “Lol. Come get me then” That was all that I needed to hear, I leaped off my bed, took a quick shower and began jogging to the cafeteria. I almost laughed at how I was half running to go meet Alex. I was no playboy but I had not exactly been with anyone that made me excited to be around them. Nico was on his way out when I had arrived, he looked upset. “Hey, Nico” He smi

I sat in Professor Tristan’s archeology class, surrounded by the hum of students chatting in low voices, flipping pages, carefully texting and stressing over our upcoming midterms. Today, Tristan was diving into the intricacies of ceramic analysis and how it made up a crucial aspect of understanding ancient cultures. Professor Tristan spoke in his usual loud, commanding and passionate voice. He was always this way when it came to teaching. On a regular day he appeared very passive and lacking in emotion. It made him very desirable yet highly unapproachable. The only time to catch him with passion in his voice and eyes was when you were around to hear him speak on a subject that he liked. Whether it was the way he spoke about it or his body language, I found his passion for the subject was contagious. As usual, I found myself captivated by his enthusiasm. But then again, I had always been captivated by him. It didn’t matter how much I tried to push him out of my mind, h

“Hey” I peeked my head into Nico’s room. He had moved out of my room back to his and according to him he just needed some time alone. He still had not opened up about what happened with Rita but I knew that was the reason. He most likely wanted to cry without any interference. Nico was sprawled on his bed, face buried in a textbook; literally. He placed the textbook on his face and lay unmoving, My friend was definitely depressed. I wish that he would let me in. "Hey, man," He replied without moving. I walked into the room, my shoes almost sinking into the overpriced carpet. “I haven’t seen my buddy in a few and you haven’t come to bug me in a minute,” I began trying to keep my voice casual. "How's it going?" He didn't move or take the book off his face but replied. "Fine." "Just...fine?" I pressed, sitting on the edge of his bed "It’s just that I’ve been really worried about you” “I just told you I was fine” I sighed. I might as well just spill the beans. “Rita told