Kapitel 4: (The Greek God)

Mr. Bean is talking about glycoproteins when suddenly the doors to the room open with a thud...

And in walks the god of all that's sexy and sin... a sculpture made by the finest artist. But hey that's not me who thinks that. It's what other fifteen girls are swooning about right now. I'm so not like that... I mean, of course the guy is super-hot with the perfectly toned body, almost 6'3'' height, brown hairs and not to mention his eyes are a shade of green which is rare to find even in the contact lenses online these days (Yes Sire, I've checked because I wear thick rimmed glasses...though those are in trend too).

Oh, but he didn't come alone. Of course, he wouldn't! let me tell you something, people who're unbelievably handsome do not come Alone. Nope, they bring their own army with them and so does he. Like the blondie on his arm who looks like a model straight out of a magazine cover with her barbie looks, branded clothes and shoes, perfect makeup and the smile for which (I'm sure) all the guys would fight in this college. Not to mention she has her own two copies behind her... which gives me a feeling of one of those mean girls' character. Or the guy behind them who's muscular unlike the Greek God (ummm... hello, the superhot guy I just spoke about...not that I'm paying attention to any of this) tall, dark, brown eyes and black hair. Or the guy beside him with sandy blonde hair, white skin and blue eyes.

Even the professor is so engrossed in staring at them that he doesn't notice them taking a seat in the class, at least not until the tall, dark and handsome one speaks up and asks if the professor would like to start any day to which everyone erupts into laughter. Stupid kids... or teenagers or whatever. Hiding back a smile, I look up only to catch that the Greek god is already looking my way. I look around to see if any of the girl behind me has picked up his interest or something but no. The fact is I'm surrounded with boys and girls who're nowhere near to pick up the interest of someone like him... not unless he would like to memorize a whole book of amino acids on a date.

When I look back, the Greek god is still staring at me but I'm not the one to back out from staring competition. No, nope! I raise my eyebrows and stare back. Few minutes later, the Greek God gets the idea that I'm not the one to back down as he smirks and gets on to the conversation with his friends. Huh! I give a satisfactory smile...Score one for me.