Chapter 11 A Familiar face
Miley's locked eyes with Catherine who shrugged with an apologatic expression. She pouted with teary eyes 'Traitor' she thought.
"Miss Blackwell" She flinched at the sound of Professor Baker's voice.She closed her eyes, and kept telling herself that the voice was in her head, that it wasn't real.
"Miss Blackwell. Open your eyes" She opened her eyes slowly, and almost burst into tears when she was the disappointment in his face. "Do you mind me asking as to why you are late?"He asked, and Miley was loss for words. Obviously she couldn't tell him that she was late because of a boy, he'd humiliate her right in front of the rest of the students.
"I..i lost track of time" She muttered, and looked at the floor.
Miley held her breath as the class was in complete silence as the rest waited for the professor's next words. Miley was Professor Baker's favorate, and she barely got punished anytime she causes trouble. Today, they thought it was the day that Miley was to get the actual student treatment.
He smirked" Really? What I saw in the hallway didn't look like someone who lost track of time" He spoke lowly enough for only her ears, and she bit her lower lip. Shit!!!
She couldn't believe that she was got caught even before the lie could make sense even to her. Well, she's always been a shitty liar, so she wasn't entirely suprised, nor embarrassed.
"Sit down" Miley's head snapped up, and she blinked in confusion. A round of moans, and groans rang across the room.
"Huh?" Miley asked.
Professor Baker furrowed her brows" You look disappointed. Were you expecting a punishment?" He asked.
Miley backed up, and shook her head" No, sir. "She smiled brightly before rushing towards a seat beside Catherine.
She sighed, and started taking out her books, and pen. "I'm sorry. I texted but you didn't see the text in time" Catherine explained, with a pout.
Miley looked forward at the board. Not even bothering to advert her gaze"It's fine. It's partially my fault for letting a guy distract me"She mumbled, and jotted something down in her notebook.
After, one, and a half hours the class was dismissed, and everyone started leaving the lecture room.
"I'm still a little bit nervous our first rotations next weeks. I mean I knew that this was coming but now that all the other students are talking about it. It's just all starting sink in" Catherine rested her chin on her palm.
"Well, then just drop out" Miley shrugged, and slung her bag over her shoulders.
Catherine scoffed" I thought you were gonna say something to cheer me up"She rose from her seat, and grabbed her backpack beside her feet." Something like you'll do great, or maybe even a hug would do" She muttered.
Miley rolled her eyes, and stepped into the hallway. Catherine followed from behind, while yapping about how she's considering the idea of dropping the course, and getting a job as waitress, which Miley didn't pay attention to cause she knew that it was utter bullshit.
Suddenly, her phone pinged with a messege notification, and fished it out of her backpack. It was a messege notification from Professor Baker ' Don't forget to remind the others about the tour . Tomorrow at eight pm'. She smile, and typed a replied.
"Maybe I should just stay at home tomorrow" Catherine said, while looking over her shoulder.
Miley glanced at her before scoffing "Do what you want but don't come crying to me, once you don't gradute due to your stupid grudge against your brother. The tour will affect our chance for graduation at the end of the academic year so if you're not ready to graduate then so be it" She muttered, and unhooked her backpack shoulders before searching for a lollipop.
Catherine pouted" You didn't have to say it that way. Why does everything you say to rebuke me always sounds sharper then any knife?"Cathrine mumbled.
Miley unwrapped the lollipop, and popped it into her mouth" I won't say anything harsh if you don't do act stupid. Simple as that, it ain't rocket science" She said, and walked away.
Cathrine huffed before following from behind" You know, people would think that your the sweetest person an earth, not reaslizing that your nothing but a snarky bitch!" Miley just ignored her, and continued walking away.
Aleskei took a long puff of his cigar, and blew it into the air. The sound of Dynasty by Miia played in the background. He closed his eyes and imagined her dancing to the song. Her voice was beautiful but it was completely enchanting the moment she started singing. He tossed his head back, and clenched his jaw. He needed her in his arms as soon as possible, but he had to make sure that he did scare her away.
"Trevor" He called his lieutantants who immediately rushed towards him, he bowed his head, and waited for instructions.
Aleskei gazed outside, the sun was setting in the distant reflecting on the buildings, he swirled the glass of red wine in his left hand and took a sip.
"Tell Hastings that he should be expecting me at Seven am tomorrow" He ordered. Trevor bowed before leaving to do what he was instructed.
He looked outside through the floor to ceiling window, and smirked. He brought his cigar to his lips, and took a puff before slowly blowing the smoke into the air.
" It's only a matter a time"He whispered to himself, and sighed.
The sound of of Miley's favorite song made her flinch awake. She was laying on her chest with the covers at her feet. She turned on her side, and yawned before reaching for her phone on her nightstand.
"Hello?" She spoke her voice a bit rough from sleep.
"Miss Blackwell, did I wake you up?" The voice from the speaker made her eyes widen. She pulled the phone from her ear, and all the sleep she felt a moment ago was immediately gone when she saw the caller.
"Dean!! Hi...I'm mean good morning" She cleared her throat, and sat up as if he could see her.
"Good morning, are you free at the moment" He chuckled at his own question" Stupid question" He spoke, and chuckled again.
Miley laughed awkwardly, and it was silet for a while until the dean finally cleared his throat" Anyway, I have someone here who actualy wishes to see our school's star pulp" He explained, and Miley was immediately hit with a wave of nerves.
She swallowed, and pointed at herself" Me?Now? But, have a have a school tour at eight" She said, and the dean chuckled.
"Oh, don't worry it won't take too much of your time. Just come over, shake hands, and then you can be on your merry way" He said, and Miley was quiet for a brief moment.
"Umm, Okay"She said, and got off the bed.
The dean sighed in relief as if he kept praying that she wouldn't refuse"Aright, see you in a bit"He joked before chuckling awkwardly before hanging up.
Miley stared at her phone at her phone in confusion, she shrugged before rushing into the bathroom.
Thirty five minutes, she was standing in front of the dean's office in a pitch bodycon dress that reached her ankles with white sandals. Her hair was combed back, and held down by a butterfly hair pin. She looked professional,and cute at the same time. Cute wasn't exactly what she was going for but everything she wears makes her look cute on her. She could wear a lingerie, and stiletto, and still look cute.
She sighed, and knocked. The sound of the dean's voice followed, and she walked in. Her eyes spotted the dean sitting across office at his desk. He was talking to a man sitting from across him.
Dean Hastings looked away from the man, and smiled at her. "Miss Blackwell. Please come closer, and sit down" He instructed while pointing at the sit beside the man whom's face she hadn't seen.
She smiled lightly, and walked towards the desk, but as she walked forward the man's phone started ringing, and he immediately rose from his seat.
He fished for his phone out of his pocket jacket, and placed on his ear. He walked for the door, and as he walked past her. Miley paused, and looked into the familiar face. The man looked eyes with her, before giving her a small smile, and nodded at her.