Professor F

Chapter 5: Professor F

Augustine still hides her face with her hands and realized that Gail was staring at her from behind the

counter. She embarrassingly lowers her hand and acted normally.

Henry stands beside her and whispered. "You see that handsome guy who just walked in?" She

nodded and waited for what Henry is about to say. "He's a regular. You might want to know his type of

coffee. He's very particular about it."

She nodded. She wanted to ask more about the ‘handsome guy’ but she didn't want Henry to think that

she’s interested. But then, Henry is one talkative guy. "I think he teaches at your college.”

What?! Her eyes widened in shock.

Henry continued. “You're an engineering major, right?"

She felt cold. “Y—yeah.” He’s an engineering professor?!

Henry whistled. "Damn. You're smart." He grabs the tray of used plates while throwing the tissues on

the bin. "I'm taking economics. Thank God we don't have professors like him." He chuckled, sounding

grateful.

She got curious and couldn't help herself glancing while Gail takes his order. Gail seemed more

engaging but that hot creature wasn't as much. He is wearing his usual straight, serious face.

"Like him?” August whispered, wondered what Henry meant exactly. Is he a terrible professor?

She noticed Henry glanced at his wristwatch. "It's almost eleven. You said you're leaving at eleven, Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

right?"

"Oh, crap." She grabbed her bag and coat. "I'll try to drop by later. 'Bye!"

"Wait! Your red velvet—" He watched Augustine rushed out of the coffee shop. "I'll just wrap it for take

out.” But he thinks August didn’t even hear what he just said.” “For later then.” He mumbled.

Tom approaches him while shaking the drink in his latte shaker, as they both look at Augustine outside

of the shop. "You got a pretty face over there, huh?"

Henry laughs shortly. "She's also smart."

"She single?" Tom continues to ask.

"Like I would ask her that on her first day! That would be creepy!”

“Will you stop talking and go to work?” Gail told them after taking all the orders from the customer and

started to help in cleaning tables.

“Why are you so upset?” Henry asked, laughing.

“She’s just jealous we’re eyeing on a pretty face.” Tom teased.

“Excuse me,”

They both stopped messing around and turned to see the guy’s dark expression. “Yes, Professor?”

“What you are doing is wrong.” He answered.

“Pardon?”

“I meant this coffee. Do it again, please.”

“Oh, sorry. Yes, Professor. I think we got the new guy working today.” Henry apologized.

“I’ll take care of it.” Tom smiled as he takes the cup.

••••••

Catching her breath as she rests in the lobby, August made it on time at the admissions office and

processed her documents. Before lunch time, she's officially an engineering scholar at Pearsons

University.

She was instructed to get her University ID and books in the library near the old engineering building

but she was advised by the admissions staff that the one in-charge is probably on lunch break so she

decided to eat her lunch first before going there.

She went to the shaded benches just right outside of the old engineering building. She had time earlier

so she prepared her lunch. She’s thinking that she might not have the time making them once she's

working at the coffee shop so she'd have to enjoy cooking for herself while she can.

She found a vacant bench near the old engineering building. She sits and happily opened her lunchbox

of crisp tuna-cabbage salad, sliced hard boiled eggs and mixed fruits.

She was starting to eat lunch when she noticed one classroom in the old building ’s ground floor being

used for a class. She thought those classrooms were being renovated. Perhaps it hasn’t started yet.

She watched the students listening attentively to their lecturer and realized that the lecturer looked

familiar.

He’s wearing the same black sweater and dark brown khakis. His mouth moved as he was pointing and

writing on the white board.

Whoa! That’s the hot creature! That confirmed it! He's really an engineering professor!

She felt excited for some reason. She likes smart guys. She finds that attractive. But he's not only

smart, he's also handsome and hot.

Damn. I thought they said you can't have everything in this world!

She stared at him as he walked in the aisle between the classroom chairs. He stayed at the back as he

looked at his class. It appears that he’s giving them a test.

She’s done eating her lunch and was playfully biting the spork while staring at the hot creature when he

suddenly looked outside and met her gaze, catching her staring at him.

She blushed and panicked as she looked down on her lunch box, pretending that she’s still eating. Her

heart started to beat fast and blood rushed to her cheeks, trying her best not to look at him again when

a group of three guys walked behind her and was talking about their class.

"Fuck! I hope I don't have to be under his class this year. I might drop out if he is."

"Whose?" The second guy asked.

"It's Professor Flynn fucking Ferguson! He gave about seven students from my class a fucking F rating

last year! Those dudes quit after!"

"Keep your voice down. Someone might hear it." The third guy said, sounding a little worried.

"Whaaaat!? That's the truth. The dude likes to give that fucking F mark... in red ink! No, I'm sorry. He

doesn't like it! He fucking loves and enjoys it! No wonder students call him Professor fucking F! He

loves the first letters of his full name so much he wants to share it with his students! Professor of

fucks!"

"Well, just be grateful you're not one of those seven students. As for me, I think he's a pretty decent

guy. I talked to him once. He sounds really intelligent. I might join his secret fans club in this university!

Ha-Ha!" The guy in glasses joked.

She creased her nose as she hears the same guy started blabbering to his friends and the other guy

joining a fans club!

Really? A fans club?

She watched the guys walking away. The university bell chimes at twelve o'clock and she saw his

students standing up while he was standing by the window, holding a crumpled paper while she saw

few girls running away from the side of the classroom window.

He goes near it and slightly peeks outside. She keenly observed his face as he opens the paper to

read and she suddenly felt excited when he smirked as he turned his back from his students. Her heart

skipped a beat.

That sexy smirk on his face! Oh my God! I won't be able to unsee that!

She looked at the female students running away and giving each other high fives as if they

accomplished something. Her gaze went back to the hot creature. He crumples the paper and placed it

inside his pockets.

Those girls may have thrown that crumpled love letter to his classroom!

She looked away when he gazes at her direction. She fixed her lunchbox quickly and left.

Why can't I stay calm whenever he’s around? And I always end up getting caught staring at him! And

we're neighbors! And he's my professor! I hope he doesn’t think that I'm stalking him! Geez! I'd have to

avoid him as much as I can!

Well, I hope he doesn't teach any of my subjects first! Fingers crossed!