Chapter13 The Crazy Professor

• VICTORIA'S POV
• Listening to my professor's narcissistic words about boys being stronger than girls, I was wondering when this lecture will be over. I mean it's good you want the class to take part in a debate and have some discussion, but it doesn't mean you have to pick such a controversial topic for that.
• Like seriously? Who is the best, girls or boys? I mean, you need to grow up before you decide to teach some grown-ups!
• And was it just me, or what? I think this new professor has been looking my way quite often than I would call usual. Is he a creep of some kind? Or maybe some pedophile? I shuddered at the thought of him thinking anything nasty about me.
• Doodling on my notebook, I looked around the class, everyone was quite busy listening to what others were saying.
• "I completely oppose what Jane said right now. Did you just question our strength? I mean seriously? You weren't the one to talk to when you were enjoying my strength last night," A boy with a blonde guy smirked, causing everyone to hoot at the choice of words he used to refute.
• "Dude? Like seriously? You are proud of that measly strength? Yeah, you had so much strength that you couldn't even last for a few minutes, and I was left all high and dry, you jerk. And here you are talking about strength," That girl called Jane replied, before smirking, and once again the class erupted in loud hooting with that blonde guy sitting with his face all red because of embarrassment.
• This couldn't have gone worse than it already was, could it? To be honest, that guy invited this upon himself. Who asked him to bring their private life on a stage like this?
• I felt bad for both of them for they were shamelessly telling everyone what they did last night just for the sake of winning in this lousy debate, and judging by how that creep professor was smiling, I know he was enjoying every bit of it.
• Sighing loudly, I decided to think about random things to take my mind off these things that were making me annoyed.
• I don't know why this was happening to me, but lately, I find myself getting angrier than usual.
• Even the slightest trigger is enough to send me into an angry frizz, and all I would want at that time is to run and cool off my mind.
• According to Carla (the lady inside my head I had mentioned before), this was something usual that I will be feeling from now on.
• Is it because of her known presence in my mind? Or something else? Or was she hiding something from me? Things easily make me frustrated these days. I am feeling frustrated even now as I am thinking about my changed attitude.
• And to top that, I am having this weird presumption that being around Alexander calms my mind and keeps my mood in check. Maybe it's because he has become my level 1 crush these days.
• Looking out of the window at the distant tree, I started thinking about the day of the carnival or about Alexander to be precise to calm my mind.
• Thinking about that day, about that ride on the wheel, I must say that Alexander was right about one thing- People who end up going on that Ferris wheel as a couple either have their relationship's status changed, or their relationship is advanced in most of the cases
• Though I can't tell what happened in our case, it sure turned out well.
• After that accidental kiss, none of us talked for the whole ride, but it didn't mean, it was because we were on bad terms. If I remember it correctly, Alexander had his arms more tightened around me after that kiss, or should I say a small peck on my cheek.
• It felt good.
• Being in his arms like that, it felt right in its way. I know that I've been thinking about things all wrong since the day we met and that all of this is probably because of my lustful self, but I can't deny the fact that being with him makes me feel good and content.
• It has been 5 days since Sunday, and there wasn't a day when Alexander didn't meet me and we had fun either at our place, in the forest, or at my house.
• There were two days when he didn't even turn up at college but would come to my house after he was free or when my lectures finished to have some fun. He would usually show up with my favorite milkshake so that I won't deny spending time with him.
• But, if I am to be honest with myself, then I must say I won't need any bribe to invite him in. His presence is enough to make my day.
• Our spending time routine usually includes movies and snacks in each other's company or walking beside the lake, but it was fun nonetheless for me.
• I remember yesterday itself, I didn't have any lectures after the lunch break, and neither did he have any so we came to a common conclusion of having some fun.
• We decided that it was best to take a walk near the lake, but when we noticed the dark clouds that were an indication of rain, we canceled the earlier plan and resolved to go to my house.
• I prepared pancakes for both of us and he prepared my favorite milkshake along with me.
• Working in the kitchen with him, it felt like we were husband and wife preparing dinner together. I know it was stupid of me to think like that, but I enjoyed the thought of it.
• Later on, we played a horror series on Netflix, and as soon as I sat on the sofa with the popcorn and turned the lights off, he immediately laid down and placed his head on my lap.
• I don't know if he could hear my fast-pumping heart at the moment, but I could feel the blood rushing to my face, my cheeks, and ears, making me feel all warm just at this mere action.
• I was so nervous and happy at the same time that rather than watching the series, I was watching his face.
• I don't know when I fell asleep watching his face, but when I woke up in Alexander's arms, I was almost lying on top of him with my face plastered below his chin and my arms around his body-hugging him.
• "Morning, sunshine." I heard him speak, and only then did I realize that I had slept all night hugging him like this, and it was already 5:00 am.
• Muttering a quick sorry, I dashed towards my room to save myself from more embarrassment.
• After calming my heart, I consoled myself that it was okay, there was no harm in that, what if he also slept along with me? When I went back to the living room, he was nowhere to be seen.
• However, one thing was crystal clear to me. I was feeling something for this guy called Alexander, and I knew this was one hell of a strong crush.
• Chuckling at the thought of his cute face and my feelings, I scribbled something on my notebook when my name was called by that narcissistic professor.
• "Miss Victoria, I see you are smiling at something. Care to share with us? So that we all can laugh too." He asked, looking at me pointedly.
• "Of course. I was smiling at the thought of how strange things have turned out these days. I mean, how do they even allow such narcissistic professors to teach university students like us who think it's fun to debate on a controversial topic like boys and girls in a class full of both genders. I mean, aren't you afraid that someone might record this and upload it. If it were me, I would never do such a thing that can put my teaching license in danger." I said while smirking, making everyone nod and laugh at my statement, and before that professor could say anything to me, the bell rang indicating the end of the lecture.
• Packing up my stuff, I was about to exit the classroom when my name was called up by the professor.
• "Victoria, a moment please." He said.
• I know I shouldn't have said soo much, but as I said, I can't control my anger and mouth these days, and this debate was annoying me.
• "Yes, professor," I said, not looking at him.
• "You should at least look at me when you speak. By the way, are you Victoria Gibberson, daughter of Martha and Nelson, adopted by Jenny and Harry?" He said with a strange robotic voice. However, my focus was on words that stunned me.
• Nobody, and I mean nobody except Marla knows my real parents' names. How does he know all of this?
• I looked up from my hands to his face, and I don't know if I should say it like that or not, but I felt like he was very similar in appearance to someone I know.
• I am damn sure, I have seen him somewhere, but where, I can't pinpoint exactly.
• "How do you know my real parents' name?" I asked, finally finding my voice.
• "I know your real parents' name because your father Nelson was my elder brother." He said, making me more shocked than I already was.
• As far as I remember, didn't Marla say that I don't have a relative from my father's side and mother's side? Who was this professor talking about? Then I remembered that Marla was probably talking about my adoptive father.
• Before I could open up my mouth to ask the question, I saw his blue eyes glowing a bit, making me attracted to them as if that glow was calling on to me, and before I could react to it, I saw a yellow light kind of thing, engulfing his body.
• It was beautiful but scary at the same time. I tried to move, but to no avail was I able to move my limbs.
• "Shit! This can't happen. He is under someone's control. Someone has commanded him to unveil it. Do something, Victoria! You can't let him unveil it yet! Now is not the time." Carla yelled in my mind, engulfing me in white energy of her own.
• This whole thing was confusing me, but as much I have known Carla, I knew whatever she did was for my benefit. I tried my best to move, but it felt like I was glued to my position.
• I noticed that the professor was now looking at me with a warm smile.
• A smile that was making me want to go and embrace him and engulf myself in that fatherly love, but the emotion didn't last for long as I suddenly heard the door of the classroom opening and Alexander's distant voice.
• "Victoria! Victoria! Get away from him!" I could hear him yelling. His voice was accompanied by Daniel's and Angela's.
• "He is under someone's control. Shit! Knock him down!" Someone I don't recognize the voice of yelled from behind me.
• But no matter how much I wanted to respond to their voices, I wasn't even able to move a finger, let alone run away from the professor.
• In my subconscious state, I saw Alexander punching the professor twice, making him fall to the ground groaning painfully, and all that yellow light that engulfed him earlier started subsiding, releasing me from my stuck state at the same time.
• I would've congratulated and praised Alexander for his braveness and for protecting me, but my mind was still overflowing with Carla's white energy, which I don't know for some reason was unable me to see things clearly, and before I could smile and say a few words to Alexander to tell him my condition, I blacked out, failing miserably in Daniel's arms who was standing just behind me.