32 Small and Big Monster (1/2)
”Ah, Chris, you are here?” Brad asked as he saw Chris approaching them.
”Yes.” Chris saw them and came near their table as he replied.
”Come and sit.” Brad gestured him to seat near him.
”And this is?” Chris pointed at Amelia and asked.
”That's our new teacher. I met her just outside the college and guess what?” Brad said pointing at Amelia who was munching on the pizza.
”What?” Chris was curious.
”She is from our locality.” Brad had a smug smile on his face as he answered.
”What's your name, Mam? If you don't mind.” Chris asked humbly.
”I don't. I'm Lisa Hadon, Professor of the Department of History. I am a guest lecturer here. So, attend those classes.” She uttered the last part strictly.
”What? Oh, yeah, I will. I am from the Department of History, but unfortunately Brad isn't. He is from the Arts Department. Mam, do you know, he successfully won the championship this year. His paintings are awesome.” Chris rambled on and on, while Amelia and Brad eyed each other.
”Congrats Brad. You never told me that.” She threw an accusatory glance at him.
”Mu… Mam, we met just a while ago and it's not good to boast, you know.” He told Amelia and elbowed Chris on his arm.
”Bro, do you have classes in the morning?” Chris asked.
”Ah, yes and I need to visit the Dean. I need to talk to him about the upcoming Arts Exhibition. By the way, did you notice that there are few people who are following us?”
”Huh? No, I haven't noticed.” Chris replied.
”Look there.” Brad said.
Chris looked at that direction and saw few people recording them. ”What the hell!” Chris cursed out loud.
”I don't know. I just find them fishy. Why would they record us all of a sudden?” Brad asked.
”Who knows? Let's go to the classes.” Chris shrugged it off and said.
”Okay.”
Brad and Olympia separated from the rest as they went towards the Dean's office.
”Master, don't you think something is fishy?”
”It is fishy, but we can't do anything now. Let's meet the Dean and speak to him.”
”Sure.”
Both of them chatted all along the way and then Brad knocked on the door of the Dean's oval office.
”Come in.” A hoarse voice could be heard coming from inside the room.
”Good morning Sir.”