Chapter 4 Annoying encounter...

Juliette's point of view...

The art class, I chose that subject because I heard that the previous art teacher attended the classes so rarely. It was considered as a leisure period for us but now everything changed.

Why on earth did the school hire an annoying character like him?

A face like a chocolate man and the temper of a hell lord. What am I going to face right now?

As the bell rang, everyone started gossiping about the new dream boy character introduced but my concern was solely on the look that he spared me before getting out of the room.

I have to enter the devil's lair...!

Oh God...! Why?

It's 2.00 p.m and I'm standing at the door of Mr. Richard's office still hesitating to enter.

Whatever is waiting for me, it cannot be good...after all...!

After standing there for what felt like an eternity, I finally mustered up the courage to knock on the door.

"Get in," I heard an extremely resonant voice jerking my soul inside.

Pivoting the doorknob and pushing the door open, I peeped inside the room only to find it empty.

Weird...! Didn't I hear his voice?

"Excuse me, sir," I added for confirmation, he can't be some invisible man from any Hollywood film, right?

"I said get in" he groaned, "Are you deff or you present to be...!" that was rude, bloody scum.

I stepped in and found him setting his things on a shelf beside the table.

No wonder I couldn't see him.

I shifted in my gaze and craned my neck to take a look around, there on the top of his table was a bunch of sketches. Along with them a some different kinds of pencils and some colored markers. Also, the annoying flower vase is a trademark for every office in the school.

I stood silently as he was still busy rustling those stuff inside the drawers.

"Why did he call me if he is so busy?" I whispered in an inaudible voice.

"What?" he asked irritatingly, staring at me with his eyes half open, tired and gloomy.

"That! Nothing sir, I just wanted to ask why did you call me?" I exclaimed as I set my eyes on him.

I noticed how handsome he looked despite being irritated and tired, with the light coming through the window falling on his face as if kissing his skin.

Ugh...!

How could someone be annoying and attached at the same time?

He stood up dusting his hands and walked near the chair.

Now that he was in his authoritative posture, taking a seat like a demanding king on the throne. I had been peeking around his things shattered everywhere in the room.

Staring into the papers still spread on his table, he muttered, "Quit twittering and close that door, Ms Juliette,"

I was caught off guard.

Though a bit nervous, I walked back and closed the door behind me after recovering from the shock he had given me. I walked towards him meekly

"You asked to see me, Sir," I said sheepishly, as low as I could.

He didn't raise his head,

"Do you have anything to tell me?" I clenched my fingers on my skirt, what does he expect me to tell him?

He lifted his gaze and I felt my heart skipped a couple of beats.

As I felt his intimidating gaze, my eyes searched for something to stare at, with hopes of avoiding those penetrating eyes.

Oh...! Yes...! I totally forgot to apologize. Mustering all my courage again, I added with my head hung down and my gaze staring at those papers he had in his hands.

"I am sorry, Sir...!"

"I didn't hear it clear...!" he said, rotating his chair to either side.

Rude bastard...! Gulping down the lump, I repeated rather loudly,

"I am sorry Sir..." Taking a deep breath, I added lifting my gaze, "It won't happen again...!"

He didn't reply but a satisfied smirk tugged on his face.

As I finished my words, I looked up at him, wondering what he would say. But looking at him that way, my heart fluttered. It might be because I was pissed off by his arrogant attitude.

Was that so...!

Nothing came to my mind.

Isn't it normal for any teenager to get drowned in the sea of those bottomless blue pits in his eyes?

As I realized that I couldn't breathe anymore, I bit the inside of my cheek to distract my gaze. But it still didn't work for me. I started to get intimidated once more.

There wasn't any particular expression on his face except for his arrogant smirk. His eyes were empty and endless, not even an ounce of compassion in them. Ruthless...! At least, that's what I saw.

"Are you done staring, Ms Juliette?" he grunted and it was then that I noticed that he stood up and was so close to me.

Annoyingly close...!

I stepped back and snapped back into reality. I took a sudden deep breath and gulped, regaining my composure.

"No... I mean nothing at all, Sir," I said, averting my gaze.

"Mm-hmm." he nodded, raising his eyebrows.

"Well, what were you doing in the staff room earlier?" He leaned back, placing his hands on either side of his hip.

I gulped once more, as my mind went blank. His stare was annoying, making me nervous for no reason. Despite I tried so hard, I couldn't think of anything else.

"I'm waiting..." he said, intensely, scaring me with his continuous torture.

"Sir, I... ugh..." I looked around the room and at anything but his piercing blue eyes.

I seriously forgot why I was there for...!

How stupid I can be?

"I...!"

"Were you there to tamper with something?" he snapped as he crossed his hands over his chest.

"Of course not..." I exclaimed in a hurry, did he possess any superpowers?

How the heck did he guess that?

"Then...!" he said narrowing his eyes.

"What else...I mean, I was there to put the files for Mr.Thompson" I blurted out immediately.

He didn't respond, instead, he had been staring at me with those narrowed eyes.

What now? Is he going to enquire about it?

Let him...! I just don't give it a damn.

Smacking the weird silence, I added,

"Mr. Richard, if there is nothing to more, can I go back?" despite my irritation, I managed to be as calm as I could. Talking so respectfully to an man like him was already a hard task for me.

"Hmm" he nodded and I turned around in a hurry but it wasn't over yet. My hand touched the sheets on his table and they fell on the ground.

"Ugh...! I am sorry, Sir" I jolted collecting them but my eyes flung open as I saw the content in them.

Heat curled up on my cheeks when I saw naked people's and erotic postures in every sheet. Drawn with passion in pencil.

Ugh...God...!

Damn...! Is he a pervert...!

"No...! Let it be...!" he jerked back at once but...! What is done is done...!

I didn't dare to lift my gaze to look at him. He hurried collecting them from my hands to put them back.

And seriously my hands and legs got numb for a few seconds. All that I could think about is to run away from that room.

I hurried to the door, but he was still muttering,

"Hey listen...! Listen to me...!" I gulp down rushing.

"Sir, please don't worry, I promise to keep it a secret," I added, as my gaze was still on thd floor.

"It's not what you...," he was trying to explain but I was in no mood to listen to his perverted explanation.

"I won't tell any one" I said and immediately walked out of his office.

My hands and legs were still trembling...!

What the hell was that?

My God...! How could they find a perverted teacher for us?

I know his secret now. Will he make it hard for me?

What an annoying encounter was that?

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