Chapter 2 He's my professor

I entered the class and looked around as I searched inwardly for August, she had promised to be in class before me

As I couldn't sight her anywhere, I sat in the most hideous place and arranged my backpack on the table as I laid down my head waiting for the next teacher

Immediately everyone went silent as some murmured behind me

As I raised my head up to check what teacher entered, the shock I experienced could make me die instantly

I could see Mr handsome in front of the whole class with a pen and some books, standing graciously, girls giggled and smiled at him as he maintained his cold stare at everyone

'Hello Guys I am Mr Sherlock and I'm your maths and statistics teacher as from now on.. I was invited by the councils of this school and I would really like to know you all more than this as time goes on.....'

The whole class mysteriously silenced down as everyone listened with rapt attention

'I don't tolerate nonsense and laziness as I would love my students focus and understand whatever I'm teaching well...have I made myself clear'

The whole class chorused immediately

'Yes sir'

He nodded and smiled

'If you have any questions you can go on and if you know you can't cope here , please go out..I need serious students and brilliant ones also'

A girl raised up her hands in the front seat

'Sir I have a question'

He nodded for her to go on

'Why are you so handsome'

The whole class bursted into laughter as he looked at her with a cold stare

'That isn't related to the class ..anymore questions'

I lowered my head and bit my lips as I breathe in deeply and out again

How could he be my math professor..if not that I studied statistics originally and was in my final year, I would have dropped mathematics

I sighed at my fate

Everyone brought out their notes and started writing down what he was writing

As I opened my book, I couldn't concentrate on whatever he wrote and a beautiful idea came to my mind

I could draw him and show August and Eric later

I smiled and held my pencil tightly as I sketched him

I had loved sketching since I was little and I know I'm an expert at it

I would have studied arts but my sis had encouraged me to go for maths and statistics

She said I was good in it..though I don't know how true it is

After a while, I noticed a girl beside me shift awkwardly and peep at my drawing mockingly and I noticed everyone staring at me

I looked up and saw Mr Sherlock looking at me and down at my drawing

Immediately I withdrew and hid the paper as I smiled at him

He smiled back and stretched forward his hands

'Miss..let me see what has gotten your attention so badly that you didn't even give your attention to my class again'

I sulked and looked at him , batting my lashes and acting like a baby I handed him the paper as everyone looked to see what was going on