Gosh!! My head hurts! I can now freely complain about my aching head after I dropped Jeanie in her room. I can't show her I'm hurting, or else she'll get worried, and I hate seeing her like that.

Urgh. My head is killing me. I had my worst sleep last night. Well, I never really experienced having a good night's sleep since that boy's constantly popping into my dreams. I woke up panting again. Won't he get tired of always being in my dreams? Like always, every night? I just hope I'll stop dreaming about him already.

Sigh. But still, part of me wants him to stay. It's the only way I'll see him after he...

My thought was cut off when I saw our room door closed. What the heck?? Why is the door closed?! The doors are never closed during class hours. I'm not yet late, am I? I still have 5 or 10 minutes left. Honestly, I'm not sure. But I hope I'm not late...again. Oh no! Is our professor already there? No, no, no. I'm so screwed.

I slowly walked to the door, turned the doorknob, opened it slowly, inserted my head inside the room, and then..

POOF!

I saw a small pail rolling just inches in my feet, and I could feel water dripping from my head to my face. My hair's wet like I've just been in the shower.

Great! Just great! My classmates are all laughing at me. I'm sure one of them did this! And then I saw a familiar smirk.

I saw a guy at the end of the room sitting confidently on his desk. I'm unsure what he said, but I guess it was a sarcastic "Oops!". I gasped.

That was the guy I bumped yesterday who happened to be my seatmate! Is this his way of revenge? This is too much! I didn't mean to bump him yesterday.

"What's wrong here?" I stood straight and heard a deep, mature voice ask behind me.

Oh no! Professor Kangin. Will I get any luckier? Play it cool, Jewel. You're good at this. Calm down.

"Somebody's playing a random prank, professor, and I happened to be the unlucky victim. I was about to get in when water splashed in my head, and here..." I raised my shoulders to finish my sentence.

Professor furrowed. Oooohh.. The professor seems mad.

"A random prank huh? Who did it?!" he growled.

They all turned silent. I could see the guy I bumped looking so problematic. He should be! I'm sure he'll pay hard for what he did to me. Though, I'm not sure if he's the one who did this. I just have this strong feeling he did.

"You dare play a prank on a newcomer? Do you think you can play on them because they're new? What a disgrace in the school! Tell me who did it, or all of you will have to face the consequence of this unacceptable action." He growled like a deadly beast.

We all jumped at the sound. This professor is scary. Having him as a homeroom professor will be one hell of a year. Wait, did I hear it right? All will be punished? All their faces look so worried. They all look at me with pleading eyes like I'm the only one who can save them from being eaten by our beastly professor. Sigh. Alright! Since I'm unsure who did this, I'll let this go. I can't let an innocent pay for this mess.

I cleared my throat. "Excuse me, professor" I act innocently. "I don't really mind about what happened. It just happened that I was at the wrong place at the wrong time. There's really not much damage. So, I hope we could just forget about it? "I suggested. My classmates' eyes are twinkling at me. Oh please.

"No, we can't." he said gentler this time, his eyes on me. They frowned again.

"If nobody admits..."

"Please, professor, please...?" I cut him off. Smiling my most angelic, gorgeous, cute, practiced fake smile. He was taken aback but fixed his composure.

He eyed me intently. He just stared at me, and I stared back. What? Is this a staring contest? Then he sighed.

"Alright! Alright! I'll let it go for now. But if this happens again, you know what will happen." he pointed to the class. Their eyes are twinkling at me again. Freaks.

"I will no longer accept heroic acts next time." he faced me. I just bend my head.

"Go dry yourself, Ms....?"

"Jewel, sir." I answered, still not looking at him.

"Okay, Jewel. Go dry yourself. " With that said, I left the room. But I can still see in the corner of my eye that their eyes are still twinkling at me.

I went to the school's swimming pool. I'm sure there's a towel here... Being lost here back then during the first day of class was a blessing in disguise. If it hadn't happened, it would have taken me a long time to find this place.

I went to their locker room and found what I was looking for.

I raised the towel proudly in front of me and started drying my hair. I went out to observe the swimming pool. Cool!! It's huge! I really had a thing for swimming! I love swimming! I really wanted to dive into the pool already.

I shook my head to erase that tempting thought. No! Just wait for P.E. class, okay?? You could swim nonstop in that class. There's a real class waiting for me at the moment.

When I returned to the room, they were all smiling at me. Yeah. I just saved your ass. You're welcome.

I bowed to our professor and walked my way to my desk. I notice my seatmate--the guy I bumped yesterday, whose name I still have no idea what-- staring at me with furrowed eyes, still smirking. Is there even a time that he doesn't smirk? He was still staring at me until I arrived at my desk. What's with this guy??

"So, you liked the shower?" still smirking

Aha! It was really him! Gosh! Stop smirking!

"You.did.that??"

"Got a problem with that?" he glared at me. I gulped.

"That's for bumping me, ugly. You like it?" he suddenly frowned. "But you don't seem as embarrassed and humiliated as I was, though. This is disappointing." he shook his head and shrugged.

Again, he glared at me. Again, I gulped.

His glare is scary. "So, expect more of it, ugly." he smirked and turned away.

Oh crap! What did I do to deserve all this?

And...did he just call me ugly twice??