Chapter 6 Sneaking Out

Shrey’s POV

Boredom is hell when you have to bear it in class, and a distracted mind doesn’t help either. Me and Reva were sitting on the second-to-last bench, which was near the back door of the class, and luckily today the last bench was empty too.

Hearing Prof. Sorte repeat the same topic which she taught yesterday as many students were absent and students like Reva came and Miss Shrey was dragged to attend as well was one of the reasons, I didn’t feel like paying attention to

I was busy observing the view leaning on my desk when suddenly someone caught my attention.

It was the same handsome man who was about to vanish me from this ‘not so worthy of my existence" Earth.

He was talking to our principal; their gestures and way of talking appeared to be formal, and the man seemed authoritative in front of our principal,

so, I guessed he wasn’t here for admission, and clear as crystal, he isn’t here to complain about us either.

But curiosity inside me is building to know him more; no one will witness my disappearance if I decide to. Giving this a thought, when Professor called out Reva,

I sneaked out as I was already leaning behind the boy sitting in front of me; the professor didn’t notice me sneaking, making my job easier.

He and the principal were on the other end of our semi-square building, and I guess "our always so busy" principal was showing him our college building.

I made my way across the corridor, addressing teachers as I went. I need to act as though I was roaming with the professor's approval and was given some tasks so that I don't get caught or draw any attention—as it might be that I do get captured and get discovered for skipping class and get punished for it.

I paused to check the time on my phone to see whether it was morning or afternoon. "Good morning, ma’am." I greeted our principal, standing behind the tall man whose back was facing me and whose name is yet to be known to me.

"Oh Shrey, Good morning to you too; meet Mr. George Hemsworth; he is the new trustee of the university, and today he is here to inspect our college and get his cousin brother enrolled in our college for the same year and course as you," Principal Menon said with a slight hint of excitement in her voice.

But my focus was not on her but on the man standing next to her, whose eyebrows were raised, checking me up and down, and who folded his hands till the end of the principal's sentence.

Why does everything this man does make my heart skip a beat? "Shrey, Shrey," Principal called, and I could hear her but my mind was stuck in a trance of the man named George, which felt slightly euphoric. 

He titled his head towards ma’am and signalled me to look towards her; I sighed and looked towards her; "yes, ma’am", "I have some important work to-, Oh miss Sorte," principal Menon said,

and my eyes widen because to just see this approx. 6 ft 3 inch I bunked her class, and sure enough, she will now scold me in front of my 2-hour old crush.

POV Ends