Double Assignment

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You know that saying when karma decides to hit you, it hits you hard in the shins? Well, that's how I feel right now.

But for the exact crime in which Karma was paying me back for, I don't know. All I know was that being in this situation was as awkward as hell.

In all my life I'd never been rendered speechless. I just stood rooted to the ground, gaping like a lost goldfish in the Atlantic ocean while the devil's hellspawn stared at me quizzically.

He hadn't recognized me yet as he bent down to help me pick up my phone which he'd knocked down after we'd collided.

This was my time to bolt, but my legs had turned to jelly all of a sudden.
"Here." He stretched out his hand, my now cracked phone resting on his palm." You accidentally dropped this and I think it's broken. Wait..."

"Uh oh." I gulped, muttering under my breath."I haven't even started and I'm messing up already."

"It's..it's you!" His blue orbs widened in surprise over the rim of his signature glasses. He was in a blue plaid long-sleeved shirt with a pair of black jeans and black testoni shoes. His sandy blonde hair was still a mess, tussled and ruffled over just like the first night we met.  I've never liked plaid, but somehow he'd managed to pull it off and he looked hot as hell. " What are you doing here?"

" I uh, there's a logical explanation for this." I drawled sheepishly, trying to compose myself." In fact, I should be asking you the same question. What are you doing here?"

"I asked you first." He rolled his eyes, fighting back to smirk too." Wait, are you stalking me?"

"What?!" His question caught me off guard and I recoiled immediately. "I'm what ?"

"You're stalking me." He beamed as I snagged my phone from his grip, our fingers brushing each other." You couldn't get enough of me from the other night, so here you are."

"Why you little..." I seethed, my face going red with rage." How dare you? Who the fuck do you think you are?"

"Damn, I must be that good for you to come searching for me." He was obviously enjoying getting a rise out of me, and unfortunately, I was falling for his bait." But I'm sorry love, I don't do second chances.."

"Fuck you!" I spat furiously, my hand rising above my head in an attempt to graze his cheek, but that contact never came. "Let me go!"

"Don't you dare!" His voice boomed, sending chills down my spine." Do you know who I am?"

"You're an asshole. That's what ." I spat, freeing myself from his iron grip." You're just an annoying rich-ass student like everyone else here in this college."

"Check again." He huffed." Have you ever gone through your timetable and class schedules yet?"

"What does that have to do with this?" I glared daggers at him." You're just trying to change the topic."

"Here." He whipped out a sheet of paper with the school's emblem boldly designed at the top, brandishing it in front of my face." Take a look at this."

"No." I gasped, first taking in the huge B doodled on the paper, which stood for Belvedere College before skimming down to the contents of the sheet which was billowing in the wind." It can't be. You're Maxim Woods?"

"And if you're an English major this semester," His voice was a mixture of sarcasm and amusement." You're going to be stuck with me because.."

"You're my professor in all of my classes." I finished, my mind a whirlwind of emotions. "What!?"

"I'll leave you to get settled." He adjusted his glasses as he sidestepped me." See you in class miss."

"That's it." I stormed my foot in anger before storming into the opposite direction." I'm officially screwed!"