C2 Chapter-2

Sara's POV

Today was my first day at AMC. Alot of pressure on my head as i was heading towards the building.

" Stop it Sara!!! you should focus on it. May be something good-."

I tried to encourage myself. I was still thinking about my encounter with EAKs ( i guessed they call them that because this word starts with the first letters of their names like E...Eva, A...Alexandra and K... Kathleen ). How i am going to bear them? The way they were, Ahhh... seriously I never want to meet them again. And they were commenting on my dressing? It's way better than dressing up everyday as if i am celebrating Halloween. I took out my cell phone and open gmail. Schedule has been received.I had revised the today's schedule already but i just wanted confirm it. So, i opened it.

"What the hell!!! 9:30am, business (minor subject), First floor, room no. 54."

I got my eyes widely open as I know that its 9:25am already and class will start within 5 minutes. It's my first day, and I'm late. I started running. As i reached the corner, someone bumped into me and made me fell down

" Ouch!!! my foot..."

" Are you blind?"

I heard a male's voice, yelling. But as soon as he saw me, he sat near me and spoke politely ...

" Are you alright? I apologise i didn't see you coming. Let me help you."

His hands move toward my foot. I immediately reacted and tried to get up as fast as i can.

" I-I'm.... sorry.....I-I didn't mean to....."

I drawled.

" Hey! its ok ... let me see. I think you are hurt. Let me help you."

His Hands, this time, was about to reach my shoulder. I looked into his hazel eyes.

"I'm fine."

Despite of the fact that i twisted my ankle, i got up and went to the left corner. Soon i was in front of the class. As i entered the class, it felt everyone was staring at, especially females. Room was large, full of seats, in front of which there was a large platform, of course for the teacher. I found two empty seats in the first row and sat on one and place my bag on the other and check the cell phone. it was 9:35am. Thank God Teacher wasn't here. A man in his 50's arrived 5 minutes after my arrival.

"Good morning everyone. I'm your professor, Mr. James. I'm gonna teach you Business Communication."

And he gave us a long intro... New students like me, were listening to him attentively but as for our seniors, they were in chill mood. It looks like Mr James wasn't strict at all. In the middle of the lecture. a guy came inside running, knocked at the door.

"Ahh!!! Sorry Mr. James. I'm late. I had an important call."

I looked him. He was the same guy, i got myself troubled with, wearing blue jeans and white shirt and his black hair ( i saw it just now).

" Welcome Mr. Daniel Jones. It's okay man. And students! Meet your senior, Mr. Jones and the topper of this class. I guess most of you know him with the name of most handsome guy in the school, especially females."

With that compliment, alot of the students said a huge yes with some giggling and pleasure in their voice.

" Thanks Mr. James."

He answered with his smiling hazel eyes and seemed just a little exhausted from running i guess and came inside the class.

"Miss... is this seat vacant? Can i sit here?"

I heard a voice in my ears while i was busy checking what i just noted on my notepad. I looked up. He is talking to me. Without giving any expression, i just took my bag off the seat. He sat besides me quietly, without making a sound and the lecture started. The way Mr. James teach, wasn't that boring. I got some interest in his subject, despite of the fact that i got least interest in business.

When Mr. James was busy making a flow chart on the white board, i heard a whisper near my ear:

"Miss... is your foot alright now?"

I slightly moved towards right, opposite side to him as he was on my left, as i heard his voice from this close.

" Uhmm... yesss."

I replied to him without looking at him. I was literally getting goose bumps.

"Well! you don't look so comfortable, Miss...."

With him calling me Miss, i actually was so uncomfortable. I never talked to anyone except my father. ( Yeah that cruel guy is also an exception).

"Its Sara. And I'm fine."

He didn't say anything again. And first lecture went quite well.

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Daniel's POV

I was sitting in the room, waiting for the class to start. I arrived too earlier today. To save myself from irritation from crazy fans. Mark always make funnof me at my behavior towards them. I suddenly got a call on my cell phone. It was mother's. I quickly answered the phone and she told me that its about something important. I asked her to wait for a minute and let me go somewhere quite and she hung up the phone. I quickly ran out of the class to the corridor to make a right turn and suddenly i got tangled with someone.

"Ouch!!! my foot."

I just heard those words ( though in a very low voice. I barely managed to heard it) and before realizing who was it, i said:

"Are you blind?"

I said with rage as i was also about to trip. And faced towards the person. Wait...its a girl. I made her fall badlyy in my hurry. She seems hurt badly. With that i quickly sat near her and said:

" Are you alright? I apologise I didn't see you coming. Let me help you."

And i moved my hand towards her foot that seems to got sprained. But she reacted hastly and tried to get up on her own, despite of that swear pain. I could guess she was in pain, a swear one.

"I-I'm....sorry. I-I didn't mean to...."

I could guess she was a shy girl as she replied nervously. LOL i felt so because whenever i experienced encountering with other girls, they all tried to get flat on me. She was different. Something was different about her. She tried to act strongly.

"Hey! it's okay. Let me see. I think you are hurt. Let me help you."

She looked into my eyes for a moment. Her brown eyes seems addictive, suited her well. But as soon as i was going to hold her from her shoulder But she refused. I watched her going in the same class as mine. And then i remember about mom

Mom started talking about her friend's daughter or something , she wants me to take care of her. Even told me her name, Ahhh... i didn't remember. And told me that if she didn't want to live with us , its okay. You should just take care of her, I didn't pay much attention to her sayings. What does this have to do with me? She made me ran outside in order to talk about some girl, i know her intensions well. I, unknowingly, got an expression on my face as i remembered the scary looks on that girl's face. She was cute. As she hung up the phone, i realized I'm already late. I started running towards the class carefully so that I won't bump into someone else. As soon as i reached the door, i saw that corridor girl, sitting in the front in her white shirt and behind the desk, i could see her long red skirt with of white shirt and dark brown long hair tied in a pony tail, paying attention to the lecture. Something looks different about her. I immediately got myself on track, shook my head and said:

"Ahhh!!! sorry Mr. James. I'm late."

And Mr. James being a nice man, let me in and did compliment me. My attention was all diverted towards that girl and her injured foot. There was a vacant seat besides her. I quickly rushed towards it.

"Miss.... is this seat vacant? Can i sit here."

I asked her. I. She looked up and our gaze met. Her eyes showed the signs of being shocked, making herbbeautiful. Without saying anything, she moved her bag from the seat. I quickly sat there. After sometime, i spoke:

"Miss.... is your foot alright?"

I asked her whispering near her ear. I could see she was startled by my voice.

"Uhmm....yesss."

She replied without looking at me. I wonder if she is in pain. She looks pale. Was she that much hurt???

"Well! you don't look so comfortable, Miss..."

I called her Miss since I didn't know her name. I think i shouldn't have said the word comfortable. Of course i could see she wasn't. But she replied:

"It's Sara. And I'm fine."

For the rest of the time, i was quite.