Note: This chapter is the continuation of the previous one.
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I sat there thinking about tomorrow's chemistry practical then glance at Loren. He was busy reading or seeing whatever he was doing with the file.
I can ask him. He is my chemistry teacher after all.
I walked towards him slowing, not in a disturbing manner. Without me uttering a word he asked.
"What is it, Miss. Troustkey?" His eyes were fixed on the file.
"I-well. Would you mind helping me a little?" I asked nervously.
Why am I stammering?
He did not respond to my words. I cleared my throat to gain his attention and spoke again.
"Will you help me a little? If you have finished looking at the file." I asked him courtly.
"Correct your sentence." He said nonchalantly with his eyes still fixed on the file.
What's wrong with my sentence?
Ohh! You!
"Will you help me a little, if you have finished looking at the file. Sir" I corrected stressing the word 'sir'.
"Sure." He stood up and closed the file, turning his head to face me with 'what help?' look on his face.
"For tomorrow's chemistry practical," I said each word slowly.
"Get a book and a pen." He walked towards the sofa and sat on it.
I did what he asked for. Took a book a pen and sat beside him. He kept the opened book between us and wrote some Alphabets and numbers as a base to it. And asked.
"What is this?"
"A chemical formula," I answered.
"Name?"
"I don't know."
He sighed in disbelief and wrote 30 elements and their formulas.
"Learn them. Now."
"But why? I don't want to learn this. I want you to tell me about tomorrow's practical not this basics." I protested.
"I am your sir. Not vice versa." He said coldly, making me obey his command.
Half an hour passed and I wasn't able to remember any of these words.
I should try some tricks to remember it.
Within 10-12 minutes, I learned all of these names and their formula.
"Completed sir," I exclaimed. This time I didn't mind calling him sir.
He took the book and asked me to say.
"H He Li B BeC...............Fe Co Ni CuZn" I ended up saying all formulas in a single tone.
"What language did you speak Miss. Troustkey?" He asked, quirking his eyebrow.
"Chemistry sir," I said smiling.
"You used your thick head." his lips turned into a little smirk.
"I don't have a thick head." My smile washed off and I sat frowningly.
This continued for a while which made me feel sleepy. I went to the washroom to wash my face and kept the bag in the cupboard that I brought along. After washing my face, I ordered a cup of coffee. Not a cup, but two for both of us and sat again.
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Teen Fiction"Call me sir" he demanded. "What?" I heard it correct yet asked again to make sure did I hear correct? "Don't your thick head get things at once?" He asked furrowing his eyebrows without moving his gaze from mine. No way I am going to call him sir...
