My fanfiction 2

previously,

"do you erh. want to go for a drink?" he asked
"erm.. are you sure it's not the laksa?"

"well. i only had 2 bowls of laksa for lunch and another bowl for dinner that's all. there are times i had more laksa," he said it with proud.
"wow! amaze me."
"when i landed on Singapore the first night i ate 3 bowls of laksa. STRAIGHT. plus a plate of carrot cake." although i can't see his face but i know his smuggling.
"cool! i can drink 3 different flavours of bubble tea in a shot! take that!"
"hey that's different! which brings us back to topic. do you want to go for a drink or not? don't divert," he persisted.
"maybe next time when it's not 4am? we can even have laksa?" i said jokingly.
"Great! alright i'll call you back, goodnight!" and he hung up on me

oh yeah goodnight, more of a goodmorning. i bet he was sleep talking all the way. it's really strange for a professor to call a student for real. most of the time they just made that up as a joke. comes to think of it, professor tobias called me. ME! among the thousands students. many girls would kill to have him call them up. he is after all the hottest professor in school now. Won a Nobel at the age of 27, rich, good looking, great future. when he first started teaching in our school it was almost like Prince Charles has arrived. every single female lecturer will watch him and drool him a river. but he called me! his even going to call me back for a drink! OH I'M CRAZY! why would he call me back? i bet he has a whole country of pretty ladies in his contact list whom he can phone for a drink. i'm just a normal student, a normal girl that likes bubble tea and day dreaming in lectures. but what if he really calls me back? are we really going to have laksa and tiger beer at some hawker centre? how come he eats so many bowls of laksa? OH NO! this is never ending!

it was almost 7 before i calmed myself down to stop thinking of prof tobias. quickly i prepared for school. i can't wait to tell my best buddies what happened yesterday night. school was pretty normal as usual. thank god there was no ME lecture. during the 15mins break i released this news to my buddies and we started gossiping all sorts of possible outcome that might happened. but nothing happened. my phone remained silent for the rest of the day. i started to think that this really was all but a joke. he is indeed sleep talking. i bid my friends goodbye when school ended. as usual i waited at the bus stop forever for the bus to arrive and suddenly,
MY
PHONE
RANG!

"ring..ri........" i picked it up with super lightning speed.

"Hello!?" i screamed without knowingly.
"Hey! it's tobias. so is the timing now more optimal for a drink?"

to be or not to be continued