Chapter Five

Micheal’s pov

"What's with niggas and bumping into me today" I heard the person angrily say.

"I'm sorry man" I apologized at the tall dark skin man in from of me, well he's not that tall seeing as I'm tall too but he's just taller than me.

"Next time watch where you're fucking going" he spoke dismissively, making me slightly irritated.

"I already fucking apologized, no need to get your dick inna twist ma nigga" I kissed my teeth in annoyance. And I guess that really caught his attention because he practically towered over me now, his face held the look of annoyance, I looked to his hands that were forcefully kept by side, clench and unclench.

He wants to beat me? I let out a scoff as I too made my chest puff and looked at him with daring eyes.

No way I'm about to let this long head ruin my day.

"I don't fucking care if you apologize, you wouldn't have to if you just paid attention to your whereabouts" he sassed.

"I'm not in the mood to argue with your hot head. I got a class to attend" I told him backing off, I really wasn't about to fight his ass.

Just when I was walking away, I felt a push on my shoulder.

Oh this Nigga better not try me. I paused trying to process this, did he just push at me.

"Did you just push my shoulder" I asked him, turning to face his angry face.

"Oh I'm sorry" he said giving me a malice smile, tilting his head to the side and looking at me with wide eyes.

"You know what-" I was about to charge at him when I heard a low voice

"Stop it" I heard a low voice, which got louder as the person came closer. I looked and saw it was my art teacher.

"Stop it" he said again, as he came between us.

"You're not about to fight on campus grounds, you could get reprehended for it" the small man spoke as he held his hands to separate me and hot head over there.

"We weren't going to fight shorty, we just had a disagreement and wanted to settle it as adults" the dark skin man spoke, lowering his head to come face to face with Dylan, who I'm sure was blushing.

"It didn't look like an adult way of solving a disagreement" he scoffed as he avoided the tall man's eyes.

"Don't you have a high school to attend?" The tall man kissed his teeth, "princess over here" he nodded to me "and I were talking, so bye little one" he dismissed the smaller man, his gaze leaving him and going to me.

"Hig-high school?" Dylan stuttered in disbelief. "What would I be doing here if I was in high school?"

"Maybe university searching for when you get to university in like what? Three years" he has a playful smirk on his face. His arms folded on his chest. I watched Dylan's face change, to that of disbelief and a bit of anger.

"I'm older than you" he yelled out, trying to look and sound angry but he just looked cute.

Then something crossed my mind...

"Princess" I finally spoke since Dylan walked up to us. "Don't call me that" I warned the tall man but he didn't pay me any attention. He was still looking at Dylan

"Really?  When we met this morning, I could have sworn you were a high school student" the man said, giving Dylan a smile, but it was innocent, it was a teasing smile.

"I'm way older than you both" he said pointing at both of us

"Yeah right" The man laughed making me let out a little laugh too. Which only made Dylan more angry and more cute. He's like a bunny. I just want to hold him and run my hands over his body.

"Aren't you in my class" he squinted at me. "You sat at the front row did you not?" He asked.

"Yes, I'm Micheal" I introduced. Giving him a smile and extending my hand for a handshake.

He took my hand in his and I swear I felt sparks, electricity. His hands were cold, goosebumps ran up my body.

"Hey where's my handshake" the tall man said as he smacked my arm from Dylan's hold and took Dylan's hand in his.

"I'm Von but you...." He stared hard at Dylan. "Can call me daddy" he winked.

Dylan gasped as he shyly looked away and tried to get his hand back but the tall ma-Von didn't let it go.

"I'm a lecturer here, you can't say that" Dylan shyly spoke, looking around to see if anyone heard.

"But you're not mine" he moved closer to the blushing man.

"Both of you, get to class, you're wasting valuable time here, now go" Dylan said, finally removing his hands from Von's grasp.

"I'll meet you at home then" Von took Dylan's hand in his again, much to the smaller man's protest before bringing it to his lips and giving it a kiss.

"Goodbye Little one" he said before he looked at me. "Good bye princess" he waved at me and when I was about to protest about the name, he ran away. Probably to his next class.

"It nice seeing you Micheal, now get to class" Dylan nicely told me.

"Good bye Mr Mathew" I said.

"Dylan please, Mr Mathew is my father" he gave me a smile and went back to where he was before.

I watched his retreating figure. What a beautiful man. If he wasn't my teacher I'd definitely have that.

But when have I ever cared.

I started walking to my class.

"Princess" I scoffed thinking about the taller idiot I had an encounter with.