My Twinnies

Chapter 5 : Ryan Denmark

Raven's P.O.V.

"Why are you again late Ryan ?" Professor asked him with a sigh.

"Actually today my girlfriend lost her dog Marie. So, I was busy in searching operation" He replied smiling cheekily.

Sir raised his one eyebrow.

"Sir, you didn't have girlfriend, right?"

"WHAT"

That question caught Sir totally off guard. He didn't at all expected this. Everyone started laughing at this.

"That's why you don't know how to manage her" He sighed.

"Enough Mr. Denm-"

"But don't worry Sir, I am here. I will teach you how to manage your girlfriend's tantrums" He winked at sir making him all red in embarrassment.

"ENOUGH MR. RYAN DENMARK" He shouted annoyingly.

"Chill Chill Sir, I am just helping you, you know" He smirked at sir.

I couldn't help but giggle at that gaining his attention.

I don't know I am dreaming or what but I saw his face features soften a bit. But that was of course for a mili second.

"I don't need your help to manage my girlfriend's tantrums. Thank you so much. Now can you please help me and sit on your place." Sir told him.

He shrugged and go towards his seat. No, No, actually MY seat.

Why he is going there ? Can't he find any other place to sit ?

He looked at his bench and stare at it for 3 second, then turned towards whole class.

"Who the hell keep their bag on my bench ?" He asked everyone.

Some of the people shrugged, some of them shaked their head while some girls direct glared at me.

I unknowingly gulped and said lowly "That's my bag".

His eyes turned towards me. He stare at me.

"Keep it somewhere else" He said coldly pushing it little lightly away from his bench.

How dare he !

I go towards him and pick my bag from there and again kept it on the same bench.

I don't know how I became this strong suddenly.

He glared at me.

I gulped a little.

But still I didn't give up and glared him back.

"Sit somewhere else" He told me.

"No, I came first so I will sit here only. You go and find other bench" I replied back.

"This is my seat"

“There is no name written on this bench"

“There is"

I frowned “Where ?"

He smirked “Here" and took out his marker and wrote ‘Ryan' on the table.

I looked at him in disbelief.

“Are you fucking serious"

“No, I am fucking Ryan" He mocked me.

“Just shut up and sit somewhere else" I told him frustrated.

“Like I am going to listen you" He smirked.

“You have to"

“Why should I ?"