I finished my reflection pretty quickly. I submitted it right away. After that, Sir Misha made us do all sorts of activities related to recognizing mistakes. Seriously, if he wasn't so good-looking, I would've slapped him already! The question was basically just spinning in circles!

But honestly, I'm kind of enjoying this. It's not that stressful. It actually feels pretty relaxing to just write down my thoughts about all of this. And I'm happy being quiet for once. I'm always so loud, so at least now, I just need my brain and hands to do the work.

Some of the others are still writing the last activity. The one about feelings on going to detention.

Oh, my gosh! Sir's reading my work!!! 😳 ><

Ugh, this is literally the worst thing ever! Having my work read in front of me. It's so embarrassing! What if I made a mistake? I don't want to see their reactions while they're reading.

I want to snatch my paper back! But I'm too embarrassed. Ugh, whatever. He's already reading it, no point in acting up now. Tss.

I just put my hand under my chin, leaning on my elbow on the desk, and stared at him. Sir looked so serious. His head was tilted a little, and he was leaning toward my direction while reading. He had a slight frown. His blue eyes looked cute while he was reading. Moving from left to right.

His shoulders are so broad. His body's built so well, too. His legs are long, but when he was standing earlier, I swear he was shorter than Sir Ross and Sir Samuel. Maybe he's around Sir Crowley's height.

For some weird reason... I'm so giddy over him. Just by looking at him, I feel things.

Here we go again, Oreo. You're totally crushing on him. How amazing am I? I can leave my brain behind, but my flirtatiousness? Nope. Hahaha!

I just laugh and shake my head at my own thoughts.

Ugh, Sir Misha is so handsome. I think I have a crush on him now. Hehehehehe~

"Miss Blanchard..." He suddenly called me in that sexy voice.

"Sir...?" I tried to sound cute, of course.

"What's on your mind?" he said, his voice low and sexy. He walked closer and knelt in front of my desk. "...Is it me?" He smiled all seductive-like.

Oh my God, how did he---

"It's obvious, Orion. I can see it in your eyes..." He reached out and cupped my cheek.

"S-Sir... T-There's someone else---"

"There's nobody here. Just us together." He smiled at me.

Oh.My.Golly.

He leaned in closer. Oh my, is he gonna kiss me??

Is this gonna be my first kiss??

But... we just met! Sir, you're moving way too fast!

"Orion..."

"Yes, Sir?" I responded, playing it cute.

"Orion?"

"Hm?" I gave him my best cute smile.

"Ahem... Miss Blanchard?"

What??

"Oh, no... WAIT! HUH?"

He pressed his lips together, obviously holding back a laugh.

OH MY GOD!!!

I was just imagining things.

Then, I realized he was standing in front of me, calling me. I was so lost in my daydreams earlier!

I was smiling like a total idiot while he called me, completely spaced out. And now he's laughing at me!

HE'S LAUGHING AT ME!!!

He turned around, but I could still hear his soft chuckles.

Ughhhhh!!! I'm so embarrassed, Oreo. I may be morena, but I feel like Snow White's bitten apple wouldn't even look at me right now.

Seriously, how many more embarrassing moments are left today?? AND WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE IN FRONT OF SIR MISHA?? Huhu.

Oh no, he's still laughing huhu 😭

LORD, IS BEING LATE NOW A MORTAL SIN THAT YOU'RE PUNISHING ME FOR LIKE THIS??

At least he stopped laughing. He turned back to me, his face red. You could totally tell he'd just been laughing. SERIOUSLY, SIR? WHY NOT JUST LAUGH IN MY FACE? Ugh, so annoying!

"Okay, Miss Blanchard. You just need to sign here," he went back to his desk. He grabbed a piece of paper and a pen. I immediately walked up to him without looking at him. So embarrassed.

He pointed at my name on the paper. I quickly signed it. I couldn't deal with the embarrassment anymore, ugh!

When I looked up, I met his blue eyes.

I couldn't help but stare. Seriously, why is he so dashing? His eyes are like the ocean!

I'm way too close to him.

I want to move away, but I can't. I'm totally captivated by those blue eyes.

"Miss Blanchard, don't stare at me like that." He suddenly said. But I couldn't figure out the expression in his eyes. There was something different in his voice that I couldn't understand.

Wait, what am I doing? He said don't stare! I think I'm scaring him. Ugh, I'm so embarrassed! I looked away quickly. "Sorry, S-Sir..." I muttered, feeling embarrassed.

He let out a sigh, like he'd been holding his breath. Then he looked away. "It's okay."

So... now what? A.W.K.W.A.R.D.

He cleared his throat. "Your next schedule is tomorrow. Same time, same room." He said formally, not looking at me. His expression was totally blank again, unlike before when we were staring at each other.

I just nodded. I grabbed the form from the desk, my copy proving I attended detention.

It wasn't until just now that I noticed there was no one else here. I was so deep in my daydream earlier that I didn't even realize the other four students had already left.

"Miss Blanchard, you may go." He gave me a small smile. I just nodded again and bowed a little. I didn't dare look at him in the eyes again, don't want to repeat the embarrassing moment. After bowing, I walked out.

I walked out in a total daze. Can someone explain what just happened? I seriously have no idea. And I can't even explain what I was feeling. What is wrong with me? Why was he like that? It's so frustrating. I can't stop thinking about his eyes. And I want to figure him out more because he's so hard to understand. He's like a challenge.

Ugh! My thoughts are all over the place. My embarrassment earlier, how handsome Sir Misha is, those blue eyes, my imaginary almost first kiss, UGH, EVERYTHING!

Suddenly, my phone buzzed. I pulled it out of my pocket. My best friend Kevin Chau had messaged me.

-Kevs

Hey Oreo? Where are you? I looked for you earlier in 212A, but you weren't there.

I quickly replied.

[Just outside. I'm on the grounds. Where are you?]

-Kevs

Stay there, I'll come get you.

Yesss! Kevin's the best. This is why I love him. I really need someone to talk to right now.

[Thanks Kevs. I'll stay here.]

I sat down on a bench under a tree.

Kevin and I are at the ice cream bar next to school. We went here straight after he arrived.

"You've been quiet for a while, Oreo. Ready to talk yet?" Kevin asked.

I pouted again. "I got detention. I was late again to Sir Padalecki's class." I explained, taking a bite of my ice cream.

"Really? Aww." Suddenly, my squinty-eyed friend pulled me into a hug. I couldn't help but hug him back.

Hold up, guys. Kevin Chau is straight, okay? And he's ridiculously smart, we're both dean's listers. I've been friends with him since high school. A lot of people chase after Kevin, no joke! I've made a lot of enemies for him, hahaha! Because he doesn't like when girls come up to him. So, I'm the one who shields him. He's handsome, not exactly tall, but he's got that cute squinty-eyed, moreno charm. And that's why I love him-he and I have the same skin tone, hahaha! Anyway, we're a tight group. Me, Kevin, Claire, and Alex. Claire Novak is a gorgeous blonde with blue eyes and usually rocks dreadlocks. Alex Mills is the pale, black-haired emo of the group. But we're all super close. Kevin and I are the only Asians in the gang. He looks Chinese.

Anyway, back to the story. Kevin hugged me, then I pulled away. "I'm okay now. At first, I was really stressed, but everything went fine. Now, I'm dealing with other stuff." I told him, getting ready to spill about Sir Misha.

"Huh? What's bothering you?" He asked, his cute little squinty eyes widening. He's such an adorable dork.

"Because earlier... you know, I got detention. And the professor there, OMG, he's sooo handsome. Like, celebrity level handsome! He can compete with Sir Padalecki, Sir Ackles, and Sir Sheppard. Blue eyes, Kevs! Blue eyes!" I said, practically melting.

"Then what happened?" He asked, genuinely listening.

"Well, he's so handsome and mysterious, but I embarrassed myself in front of him," I said, frowning.

"Oh. Who's this professor?" Kevin furrowed his brow, trying to figure this out.

"Misha Novak, that's his name. I've only seen him here at SPNU," I said, going back to my ice cream.

Kevin pulled out his mini laptop. Don't be surprised, he always carries it around. This guy's a total geek, but like, a cute one.

"Let's look him up," he said, quickly typing away. I leaned in, of course, I wanted to know about Sir Misha too. Why do I feel like I'm so obsessed with getting to know him? Am I going full stalker-mode?

He searched for him on Facebook, and a bunch of profiles came up. One of them caught my eye. The profile picture had him smiling. That's him. Blue eyes, sexy lips. That's definitely him.

"OH MY GOD, HE'S EVEN MORE HANDSOME WHEN HE SMILES!" I slapped the table out of pure excitement. I can't handle how good-looking Sir Misha is.

"This profile is super private. You can't even add him," Kevin commented, shaking his head.

"Let me see," I said, looking closer. "Yeah, you're right. All his info is set to private."

"But he started teaching at SPNU this month," Kevin showed me a post on Sir Misha's timeline. That's why I didn't know him, he's new.

"What's the deal with Sir Misha?" I asked, out of the blue.

Blue eyes...

Oh my god, not again with the blue eyes!

"He's one year older than Sir Padalecki and Sir Jensen. He's 29," Kevin said as he read through Sir Misha's profile.

"Really? Wow. He looks younger though. If he'd just dress a little less formal, I'd think he's around our age." I said. Honestly, he could pass for someone in their 20s. All of us-me, Kevin, Alex, and Claire-are 20, so the age difference is not a big deal. We're all just a month apart.

"Don't worry, Oreo. I'll check out the official SPNU page," Kevin said, grinning his squinty grin even more.

"Really, Kevs?? Thank you so much! This is why I love you!" I hugged him.

"Yeah, I know you won't be satisfied until you know everything about him," Kevin replied.

"You really know me so well, Kevs." I smiled at him.

"Of course. So, do you want me to walk you home?" he offered.

"No, it's okay. By the way, how's Claire? She's been MIA for weeks now." I asked. It's been forever since we've seen her.

"She's dealing with some family stuff," Kevin said.

"Ahh, that's why she hasn't said anything. Her family situation's kind of complicated, so she doesn't like sharing too much about it," I said, nodding in understanding.

I'm so glad Kevin's here to help me figure things out. I really need to know more about Sir Misha!

We're at the cafeteria now, me, Alex, and Kevin. Just like usual, Claire isn't here again. But this time, my phone's on loudspeaker, and we're talking to her.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon," she says, laughing over the phone.

"REALLY, CLAIRE?! HOW DARE YOU?! YOU'RE NOT EVEN HERE TO CHEER ME UP! THE 16-YEAR GOOD RECORD I'VE BEEN CAREFULLY MAINTAINING IS NOW RUINED! UGH!" There, I'm back to my usual energy. It's pretty obvious, and my friends here are covering their ears.

"You're so loud, Oreyow," Claire says softly, laughing at me. And yes, she calls me O-RE-YOW-she's crazy like that.

"YOU'RE SUCH A FAKE FRIEND, KRISSY KLEYR NOBAK!"

And Claire just laughs harder. Kevin and Alex joined in too.

"The word 'NOBAK' sounds so weird," Alex says, laughing.

"It's just because your last name's nice. -,-" Kevin adds, squinting his eyes and interrupting.

"Shut up, Kevin-tot!" Alex throws a used tissue at Kevin.

"Yuuuck! Alexandria Brianna Mills, you're gross!!!" Kevin says, gagging. We all burst out laughing, including Claire on the other end of the line.

"By the way, it's ICT class now," Alex reminded us. Yep, we're all in the same ICT class. Kevin and Claire are only together in Biology and Natural Sciences. We're all in the same class for Disciplines in Social Sciences. I only have Alex as a classmate in Disaster Preparedness. They have some other subjects they're together in.

"Let's go, guys, we're late!" Claire jokes through the phone.

We all laugh, then after a few more goodbyes, we head straight to our ICT class. We don't want to make our cute but malnourished professor, Sir Garth Shurley, mad.

After class, I told the guys I had to leave because it's almost 4 PM. Detention, remember? I've already told Alex about Sir Misha. I'll tell Claire when she gets back.

They sarcastically wished me good luck. Seriously, these guys are bonkers.

They didn't walk me to detention since they still had class, so I had to go alone.

Like yesterday, I knocked lightly and opened the door.

"Come in," I heard his voice again. I saw him right away. He was wearing a blue long-sleeve polo today.

I walked in.

Oh my god.

I was the only student here today.

Just me and Sir Misha. X^X

I sat in the middle, but...

"What are you doing over there? Come here," he called, chuckling. Damn, why is he so sexy?

Oreo, get it together!

"Y-Yes, Sir," I said, moving to a new seat. I could feel every movement I made was a little stiff.

When I sat back down at my usual seat, he smiled at me.

Wait. He smiled at me, the make-your-heart-skip-a-beat kind of smile!

My eyes widened. Is this for real? Sir Misha smiled? And it wasn't the awkward smile he had yesterday-this one was more natural, and... well, it was just cuter. Damn!

"Is there," he tilted his head, looking at me with uncertainty, "any problem?" He smiled again. Oh no, my heart is racing!

"No... nothing, Sir," I looked down, totally melting inside.

I was surprised when he was suddenly in front of me. He knelt down right in front of my chair, just like in my imagination.

I didn't know my eyes could get even bigger. But they did.

He was staring at me with concern on his face. "Are you okay, Orion?"

Ugh. Of all the people who've said my name, his is the only one that sounds amazing. His voice is so sexy when he says it.

"Ahm... Y-Yes," I said, my heart pounding. Wait-why can't I calm down?

"Are you sick?" He gently touched my face, just like he did in my imagination yesterday.

His hand was soft and warm. I felt electricity when his palm touched my cheek.

He was staring at me with those blue eyes, his gaze full of concern.

I couldn't react. This is happening again.

For some reason, the worry in his eyes disappeared, replaced with an unreadable expression-at least, it was unreadable to me. I don't even know how to interpret it.

What's that look? Why is he so close?

"I told you before," he spoke softly, his voice low. I could feel the shivers. He kept his eyes on me. "Don't stare at me like that."

How am I supposed to stop staring? Those eyes, they're pulling me in.

Oreo, get yourself together! What's happening to you?

"A-Ah... Sorry, Sir," I tried looking away, embarrassed.

He took his hand away from my face.

And then, he smiled again.

"That's okay." He flashed me that big smile again, then stood up and went back to his desk.

What in the world?!

Sir Misha is so weird.

What was I even thinking? I probably looked like an idiot just now.

"Maybe you're wondering why you're the only one here. You're new to detention, and the others you saw here yesterday are regulars. I'm new here too, but I see them here a lot," he explained, speaking normally now. It was different from yesterday and even from earlier. He was more like Sir Padalecki, the way he talks to me in class.

I nodded, still a little flustered.

"And since it's your first time, you'll need to attend briefings and seminars. You'll be doing that for the next three days," he explained.

What could that be? Why do they have all these extra steps? I was just late. Wait, why haven't I asked about this yet?

"Sir, why's that? I was just late..." I asked politely, haha, look at me being all formal.

"Well, that's just the way it is. That's what the rules say. I'm just following them," he smiled sympathetically.

I just nodded again. Fine, Sir. You're lucky you're cute.

He sat down. "So, let's begin."

He started explaining the school rules, why they're in place, why there are disciplinary actions, etc. I understood everything. Of course, in my head, I'm still protesting, thinking I didn't need to hear all this nonsense. But because Sir explains things well (and he's cute, okay, normal-Sir vibes are better!), I managed to listen.

It's surprising that I got through this detention without feeling awkward, despite all the weirdness earlier.

----

"OMG, DID HE REALLY?" Alex reacts, laughing on the phone.

"Yes, really, girl!" I roll my eyes.

"You know, Oreo... Your professor's a bit of a weirdo too!" Alex comments from the other end of the line. It's probably late, but she's so nosy that she made me tell her everything.

"You're telling me! And it was so awkward! Was he really acting like that with me?! Just because he's cute!" I rant, popping some potato chips into my mouth.

"Come on, if I know, you were totally swooning. Don't deny it, Oreo!" She says, totally calling me out.

"YOU-?! Are we even friends, Alexandria Brianna Buckler Mills?!"

"Of course we are! That's why I know you so well. So, did you enjoy your cute professor?"

"I'M GONNA TELL AUNTIE JODI ABOUT THIS!!" I say. (Her mom's Auntie Jodi. This girl is crazy.)

She just laughs on the other end of the line.

"But honestly, it was really cute," I say seriously, smirking.

"Then just admit it. Come on, Mary Orion Blanchard Win-"

"Okay, go to sleep already. Good night, guuuurl! Labyu!"

"Haaaaaaay... Fine. Good night! Don't think about Sir Misha, or you might dream about him!" she teases.

"Hmp! Don't be like that, you might curse me and make me dream about him!" I say, laughing.

"Hahahaha! Fine, bye, Oreo! Love you! Muah!" She hung up.

Phew. That was crazy, funny, and a little bit heart-fluttering. So much going on!