Infinite Truth

CHAPTER:1

PAST

12th April, 2012

"The moment of inertia of a body about any axis is equal to the sum of the moment of inertia of the body about a parallel axis passing through its centre of mass and the product of its mass and the square of the distance between two parallel axes is technically...................."

And Professor Coombs kept on saying about a damn theorem in physics whose name for God's sakes cannot be remembered. For me, every subject is one and the same. It is boring and pathetic, wherein the teachers come and keep on blabbering something about their concerned subjects and I, like a sincere student draw extraordinary floral designs on my books which no one can draw.

High level of sarcasm just in one sentence.

I look back to see the time on wall clock behind me and to know how much do I have to tolerate the professor's futile blabbering, but when I look around, I catch his brown hypnotic eyes staring at me. Those would be the most beautiful I would have ever seen in the whole world. Those were just brown eyes but there was something in his deep brown eyes that made me forget about everything surrounding me. Somehow, I felt a connection just by looking into his eyes. Is it an ocean of deep secrets hurling in those eyes or a fire of passion burning through them?............ I don't know which one fails me to look away.

This isn't the first time that I am feeling this way. This happens every time he looks at me. His name's Jake. He is the new student this year and because of his sharp features, masculine body, cute smile and the ability that he could play a guitar make the girls go crazy about him. The cliché tall-dark-handsome type guy. Since his arrival, everyone is talking about him and here he is staring at me in the middle of Professor Coombs' lecture like a dog hungrily staring at its prey.

I raise my eyebrows and mouth the word, 'what?' but he just keeps looking at me without even blinking his eyes. Is there something wrong with me? Do I smell bad? I instinctively smell myself and it is okay. Have I turned into some obnoxious alien, then? Well I do have wild imaginations, you know.

I don't know how long it was before I decided to look away for there is a ginormous possibility that someone might see me. Someone like the Professor.

And just when I was thinking this................

"Now, can you please recall the theorem of parallel axes for the class, Miss Sarah Jones? And after when you have done that, can you please enlighten me that what, or to be precise, who was responsible to distract you in the middle of my lecture?"

Wait, what? Did the professor just call out my name? A glance around the whole class and yes, he did. But, totally, I wasn't responsible this time. Yes, I wasn't paying attention to what the professor was saying, but technically I would have at least faked to pay attention if it weren't for his hypnotic criminal eyes to stare at me. Finally and reluctantly I stood.

"I am sorry, Professor. I..........I.....don't....... I don't know."

"Well, at least you know how to speak. Until now, I doubted that. Your punishment is to prepare an assignment on today's topic. And if you don't, you'll have to face dire consequences."

"Yes, Professor."

And then again the whole lecture went in a blur. I don't understand what he is saying. It's not just a mere bouncer, it's like a complete foreign language for me. And, now, I have to prepare an assignment on something I am completely unaware of, just because of him.

When the lecture ended, I stormed out of the class, but I stopped midway as I heard someone calling me from behind. I turned around to see Jake walking towards me.