My Wicked Love.|AR|Chapter 9 (Pg70)|01.07.14| - Page 5

Chapter 1.

I look at myself in the mirror to see my reflection staring back at me. I am wearing a hot pink halter top with a black jeans jacket with matching skirt and leggings along with a black scarf draped around my neck and tap shoes. The black eyeliner and mascara makes my eyes stand out. I am not a big lipstick or lip-gloss fan so I just put my strawberry-flavored chapstick on, completing my look. Perfect. I am so ready for college. Grabbing my keys, I walk out of my room and go down to see Bro and An – Atul and Anjali Gupta – sitting at the dining table, having their breakfast.

"Morning Bro! Morning An!" I greet them cheerfully and skip over to the table. Kissing their cheeks affectionately, I flop myself down on the chair beside Bro and in front of An.

"Hey Ri. Ready to go?" An questions.

"Totally man. Gonna go get some boys droolin'," I say jokingly with a wink, making the two roll their eyes.

"Whatever Ri. Like I said before, use condoms." I roll my eyes. My Bro can so be a pain sometimes. Like, God!

"Don't worry bro. I always use protection. I am not that old and I definitely don't feel like getting STD's or getting pregnant. Just sayin'." I get up and go out the door, grabbing an apple on my way out. Getting into my new Lexus, I drive off to college and park my car into my 'reserved' spot. I mentally smile knowing my car stands out from everyone's. I kick the door back and walk to the little garden like always.

"Hey babe!" I cock my head and see Muskaan and Nikki sitting on their boyfriend's – Rahul and Abhi – lap. I nod and walk towards them, smirking as people – boys, to be more specific – stare at me, eying me up and down. Yep. That's Ri's magic.

"Sup?" I ask, getting on top of the table.

"Not much. Just havin' some fun 'ere." I roll my eyes.

"God, Abhi. Just go get a room. Could you get any more desperate?"

"Yeah, whatever. At least I can get some," he says shamelessly and Nikki slaps him.

"True dat," Rahul agrees with him as I make a face.

"Bull."

"Oh yeah? Then show us something."

"Really Muskaan? 'Nother dare?"

"Yep," she says, popping her p, "I dare you to go kiss the first boy that comes through that gate. And by a kiss, I mean, a hot lip-lock. 'Kay?" I shake my head with a small smirk on my face.

"You're on it babe," I wink at her and turn to the gate. I wait patiently as girls walk through the gate. This sure as hell isn't the first time Nikki is giving me this dare. In fact, this is the simplest dare she's ever given me, which is shocking. Then he comes, the first boy. I can't see his face because the way I am sitting, I can only see his back, which I have to say is very muscular. He is wearing a light blue button up which is sorta kinda see-through, giving me a damn good view. God damn.

"What happened, Ri? Scared?" Muskaan asks teasingly. Yeah, scared my ass.

"In your dreams babe," I say jumping off the table. I walk up to him, swinging my hips sexily. I know people are staring, but I don't care. I am used to it. Getting close enough, I grab his arm and turn him around, smacking my lips onto his.

I know he is shocked. Like, duh. A chick comes up to you and kisses you outta nowhere. How are you gonna react? So yeah. I keep my eyes closed as I kiss him. His lips are already parted due to shock. Taking the wonderful opportunity, I slide my tongue into his mouth, savoring his wonderful, French Vanilla Cappuccino taste. Mmm... he tastes so good. As I start to get breathless, I pull away from him and open my eyes to see the sexiest person in front of me.

My eyes immediately go to his. They are black. And I mean, pitch.black. They are mesmerizing, yet dangerous and cold. I suppress a shiver that is trying to make its way. His jet black hair is sprawled across his forehead, almost coming down to his eyes. His full, luscious lips are slightly swollen because of the kiss. I let my eyes drop down to his strong muscular body. He is f**king sexy. I can see his sexy, chiseled chest through his light blue button up, along with a pretty good portion of his six-packs – or is it eight-packs? Oh well, whatever. It is damn sexy. He is pretty tall, too. Have to give him that. I so wanna to kiss him again. Like damn, he is irresistible. I realize everyone is gawking at us so I decide to play cool. Then I hear his voice.

"What the hell?" he says in a low, dangerous voice, making my heart skip a beat. Scratch that. Several. Beats. I press my lips together, tasting him again.

"Sorry honey. Was a dare. Don't take it personally. But damn, you do taste pretty good," I wink at him and leave, not waiting to see his reaction. That's my style. Ri's style. Walking over to my gang, I see Nikki smirking at me. Trust us to be complete bitches at times.

"Good?"

"Perfect." I smile widely.

"So let's get to class. I sure don't wanna get late." Yep, I said that. I am very outgoing and stuff, but when it comes to college, I'm very serious. Kinda hard to believe, but true.

"Oh hey, ain't the new professor coming today?" Muskaan asks. Oh yeah...

"Think so. I swear if he or she is boring or strict, Imma leave," Abhi says, making me snort.

"Whatever."

We enter the large classroom and sit in the middle of the class, our usual spot. Papers fly around, spitballs are thrown, etc. It's a typical high school environment. I see these people haven't grown up. In a few minutes, the dean of the college comes in and everyone becomes silent. He's a short, old man with gray hair, glasses, and a moustache. He's pretty strict and we really dodn't like him, but yeah.

"Hello everyone," he greets us, "good morning."

"Good morning, sir," we all greet back.

"As you know, Professor Lance Kington had to quit because of some personal problems, but we have a new professor here." He stops and turns towards the door. "Please come in, Professor Mallik." Ten seconds later, we see a young man, most probably in his mid-20s come in and every single head in the class turns towards me.

"f**king shit," I whisper in shock. It's him, the guy I kissed in front of everyone this morning!

"This is Armaan Mallik, your new professor. I expect you to give the same respect to him as you've given to Professor Kington and also to me. Understood?"

"Yes sir." He nods and turns to our new professor. He says something to him and Armaan – I sure as hell ain't calling him Professor Mallik – looks at all of us. It seems like he's trying to familiarize himself with the faces. He's looking at everyone when his eyes meet mine and freezes on me. I can tell his eyes are getting darker, if possible, and also colder. He stares at me for a few more seconds and then turns his gaze towards the dean. They exchange a few more words and then the dean leaves, leaving us with the dean.

Okay, damn. This is crazy. I kissed the professor. My professor. and that, too, in front of everyone. Why do I have a feeling this year is going to be interesting? Good Lord, save me.

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