A cute chapter by Almost Psycho ;)

Rose Damison

I move my hand swiftly as I try to copy the program from the board, Professor Elvis's writing speed is equal to the speed of light, too fast to see. But my concentration breaks now and then as Professor's huge butt comes in between the way of my view and the board.

I lean to my right then left to have a glimpse of my uncomplete sentence but other than his side pockets and hips, I couldn't see anything. I look around to copy the notes and see Rita playing tic-tac-toe with Shelly. Oh, come on!

I keep my pen down in frustration and wait for Professor to complete the program first. But as soon as he finishes it, he rubs the right side of the board that I was waiting to write down. Oh noooooo!

I throw my hair back in slow motion as I turn around to ask for notes from our class's topper and hot nerd, Ethan. I first noticed him in my C lab, when he coded the steps to rob a bank on his computer just using codes. And that was so hot!

Ethan is tall, broad, handsome and possesses a beautiful smile. He had me at Hello World since he helped me in my first program. Sometimes I would simply stare at him while he studies or talks with his friends and because of that, he has caught me staring at him almost every time.

And now, I don't even feel awkward staring at him for long. In fact, I feel insecure when he doesn't catch me.

Ethan sits leisurely on his desk and plays with his pen twisting and rotating in between his long fingers. The way his muscles are relaxed, I know he has completed the program before even Professor started explaining the steps to us.

My heart does disco when his dark eyes shift to mine and a smirk breaks on his gorgeous face. I ignore the panic in my heart and point to his notes. Ethan quickly scribbles something and passes me his book.

I double quickly open the book to see what he has written at the end of the page:

FUNCTION WOO[ME, YOU]
{
ME.SENDFLOWERS[YOU];
ME.SENDLOVENOTES[YOU];

IF[DATE[ME, YOU]==TRUE]
{
RETURN HOTLOVE;
}
ELSE
{
RETURN WOO[ME, YOU];
}
}

I couldn't help but blush like a raccoon, my lipstick is all gone becoz of the number of times I bit my lips to suppress my smile. But like a stubborn wave, it keeps on surfacing on my face.

I don't look back at him but quietly write down the previous program that Professor erased on the board. Suddenly, I feel a tap on my shoulder, I turn around to see Ethan leaning forward on his desk, his biceps bulge out at his action. Why so hot?

Ethan eyes shine bright like the stars I stare at night, his plum lips pucker up as he whispers, "Knock, Knock!" I roll my eyes at him as I play along, "Who's there?"

"Date." He whispers near my ear. "Date who?" I ask in confusion. "Date me." He purrs huskily, his irresistible lips curve up in a dashing smirk.

I couldn't help but blush openly, I look away from his hypnotic dark eyes as I chew my lips in shyness. I don't reply but open his book to a sentence, 'I don't date IT Microsoft nerds' and pass him back. After all, playing hard to get is a fundamental birthright of every girl. Right?

After a few seconds, he passes me his book back, I look at his reply and my mouth opens wide at his comment. 'There is nothing about me that is micro or soft ;) My hard digits are 655-656-5678, what's yours?'

I look back at him in surprise and this time I get a real wink. My heart backflips at his minute action, I wonder what will happen if he makes a big move?

I close his book and nonchalantly pass him back, acting being all unaffected by his charm or smartness. Ethan narrows his eyes at me as he notices I didn't write my number back. This time I wink back at him playfully.

After the surprise test, I, Rita and Shelly walk down to the cafeteria. "Did you hear, your brother hit a mechanical department guy in the morning?" Rita says showing me a video where Ryan is brutally punching that guy, who tried to talk to me yesterday.

My stomach twists and turns as I see the video, feeling embarrassed again of being his sister. Lately, Ryan has become very violent, he is doing illegal things, hanging out with dangerous people, and getting into fights on senseless matters.

Whenever I see him, his face and hands are always bruised, as if he fought a battle with his fists. Even his anger issues have anger issues with him, and now those issues have turned him into a feral rage cannon.

Sometimes, I get scared to be around him, he becomes a complete different person, like a cyborg on destruction mode. As soon as I came to this college, I become infamous as Ryan's little sister. Because of him, people are scared to be friends with me and started avoiding me.

No guy talks with me or even looks at me as I walk through the corridors. And the ones who try, they end up in videos like this. I feel untouchable sometimes. His reputation is dragging me along with him, as the notorious' sister.

Whereas Ethan is totally opposite to him, he is calm, intelligent, handsome, neat, and respectful. And yes, funny too. He is a man that I can introduce to my parents and feel proud of him. And suddenly I regret not noting down his number. Shit! It took him one whole semester to ask for my number and me showing him attitude, I denied the only guy who had guts to ask me out.

Oh Crap! I hate myself now.

I gather my things and walk past our building, where I luckily see Ethan walking in front of me with his friends. His shoulders bulge like an aroused spell as he walks straight like a confident man that I need in my life.

"Ethan!" He immediately turns around and smiles wide at me.

In the sunlight, he's so much more stunning than I remember. His Adam's apple bob sexily as he speaks in that deep voice, "Rose."

I stare at every button of his shirt, the perfectly folded cuffs, thinking of touching it makes me smile and it makes me frown and it makes the knot come back full force in my stomach. I am blushing pretty hard now, and he knows it.

"I want your notebook, my few programs are left to copy." I tell him as he walks in reverse while looking at me friskily. At least I will get his hard digits that he was offering in the morning.

He stops, opens his bag and takes out the book, "This one." He waves the book at me in which he had written his number. I nod. There is a mischievous smile on his face as if he read my thoughts. "Really this one?" He asks me teasingly.

I love it when he teases me. My organs fail, my inside bloom with butterflies, and I feel like to strip him. I don't know, this is crazy. Something I have never felt before. Something, that nobody made me feel before. 

I hop on and grab the book speedily from its end and try to snatch it but the other end is firmly gripped by Ethan who is totally in a playful mood. "Oww... Feisty!" He purrs raunchily. "Ethan!" I whine as I try to free the book from his strong hands.

He shakes his head as he vampishly sneers, "What will I get?" I watch him as he takes his lower lip in between his pearl white teeth slowly like torture. "I'll tell you what you will get." I hear a strong fuming similar voice threatening my nerves.

I didn't even get the time to react as Ryan emerges on the spot, somewhere from the thin air of mist and shoves Ethan with force.

He stumbles back with a shock on his face. All the playfulness and teasing vanishes in the air as he looks at Ryan, who is approaching him with like an unstoppable storm. Shit!

"Ryan, stop!" Fear creeps in me and I try to get him off Ethan before he spoils my future dates with him.

But Ethan retaliates strongly by pushing him back, and in that moment I knew, the demon in Ryan is summoned from hell to crush my crush.

My heart is pumping, and my thighs are shaking. Everyone backs away, at least two steps back, and forms a circle around us like an unescapable maze.

My stomach feels filled with little earthquakes that just won't quit, then they turn into a full-fledged roil when Ryan lifts his fist, coiled up like a piston and rams straight into the man's face, that I was adoring a few minutes ago.

"NO! STOP." My screeches doesn't reach to anybody's ears as the crowd howls in excitement with every punch he makes. His eyes, they are cold and sharp, like shards of diamonds as they brutally strikes Ethan, just like his punches.

Someone please just stop him.

Tears roll down my cheek and a tremor runs through me, multiplying every second as I watch Ethan being hooked and thrashed for something that is not even his fault to begin with.

"Please."

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