Chapter 2

Arabella Hale

I let out shaky breath as I sat down for lunch. My palms were sweaty and my breathing was out of order. I tried to distract myself throughout the day, silently convincing the incident never happened. But every time I see Professor Paxton walk through halls or enter another classroom, reality comes crashing down on me. And every time, he had his briefcase. I wanted nothing more than to reach out and grab the bloody thing of his hands. 

In his briefcase contained it all, the sheet at consisted of my dirty list of secrets. I tried to make some sort of plans in my head, on how to retrieve the list. That list he currently had is causing my future to be at stalk. But all I got was one plan, and it was a never-ever gonna succeed plan, I would sneak into his office while he’s out. But then I remembered the two things that stood in my way, one: he always locks his office door when out, two: he carries his case around with him, like it’s his teddy bear, one he can’t live without.

I groaned facepalming, why did I ever fill out those stuipd questions?! It was a sheet given out by him, the professor, so why would you even think of doodling on it?! Well, in my case it wasn't doodling but still! What was I thinking? Bri was always crazy, and as such at it annoyed me, I still loved that about her. Besides, this wasn't exactly her fault. This was mine and mine alone. Well, the fault of the stupid crush I have on my super-hot professor.

I let out a sigh, "you should eat," Bri mumbled as she sat herself down opposite me.

"I don't think, I can stomach anything," I groaned, but it came out more of a whimper. She held my hand comfortingly. "How about we make a plan? I distract him while you retrieve it?" she grinned.

I shot her a glare, "For the millionth time Bri, how stupid do you think he is? Do you really think we could fool him? Him? An young professor with great smarts, who's at a level no other profosser his age could achieve?" I rasied my eyebrow. She blushed giving me a sheepish grin. "My life is over. He's gonna humiliate me to my grave." I groaned running my hands over through my hair, then over my face. “What exactly did you write? You didn’t elaborate, did you?” She cringed. I peaked through my fingers annoyed, “Let’s see, I wrote down his full name, professor Luc Paxton, for 'who in the room I would sleep with?' and then yes, of course, he couldn't possibly know, 'cause you know exactly why! An yes Brina, I have pleasured myself 'multiple times' while thinking of him. Oh and the would I rather have kinky wild sex, or sweet romantic sex with him? I said both, because I was being truly honest and I would picture both. Oh and we can't forget, what is my dirty fantasy with him! Like every cliché, I wanna be bent over his desk as he takes me. And last, but not least, 'what would he do if he found out?' Let's be honest, it's Professor Paxton, he’d probably humiliate me in front of everyone, and report me so that I would be kicked out for sexual harassment." I finished smirking, as I leaned back on the chair crossing my arms and shrugging. My image was proud, smart and an independent girl, right now, but in the inside I was pratically quivering in fear.

"Wow.." Brina whispered, taking a sip of her drink. 

I whined, placing my head on the table, "I can't just let this happen."

"Tell you what, you have something small and we will plan something out together, anything," she pleaded.

"Ok then..." I nodded, "Why do I have a stupid crush on him?" I shaked my head.

"Yeah, why do you?" she asked, "It helped..." I shrugged, looking down at my fingers. It hurt to talk about it. The memories. The pain.

"Don't worry," she whispered. I looked up to at her, and saw Bri nodding her head understandingly.

 "Thank you..." I whispered, "You are amazing."

"Don't get all cheesy, on me now," she giggled and I followed suit.

Afterwards, I allowed myself to eat an energy bar. My crush on him, should have been fading away because of the fear but it didn't. I felt my heart speeding; beating at a fast rate at the very thought of him.

"We need to try and need sneak into his office," Bri said bringing me out of my thougts. I bit my lip thinking, maybe he left the sheets on his desk? Maybe he only brings the sheets he need for the class he has and leaves the rest on his desk? Taking a breath, I nodded, agreeing with her plan. With her having my back, I knew I could do this.

Hopefully, I will live to tell the tale.