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Chapter 3 by thenewagewriter thenewagewriter

What's next?

Profffffff?

"Profffff?" I practically screamed. What the hell was he saying? Why is a student, no matter how 'badass', why would she do it.

However that was the least of my concerns because the scream caught the attention of John and she was not looking happy with it. She stood from her seat and came towards me.

"Why are screaming here?" she asked calmly and I thought, "the nerve of this bitch."

"What are you doing to prof over there?" I again practically screamed at her. John heard it loud and clear and after that punched me in the face.

Her punch was so heavy that it almost instantly broke my nose. Then John asked me, "Have you eaten anything yet?"

"No, but why do you..." before I could complete, she dragged me from end of the room to another and shouted, "You are excused" to the supposed prof.

He thanked her and thanked her and started kissing her feat. John smiled and kicked him aside.

I think it was my turn now.

What's next?

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