I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It novel Chapter 280

Ella’s POV

“What are you talking about?” Rachel asked, emerging from her room and surprising us both.

“Rachel,” Becca greeted, giving her a faint smile. “It’s nice to see you. Feels like it’s been forever.”

“I was only in my bedroom,” she said with a shrug, plopping down on the couch beside her. “Why do you look so sad?”

She looked at me and we exchanged odd looks, but then I nodded to her, giving her permission to fill her in.

“We just found out that there’s someone else at this school that has the ability to manipulate minds,” Becca told her.

Her eyes widened at her words.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, someone, other than Sarah, can force people to do and say things,” she further explained, shuddering. “They forced Scott to take the fall for killing Merida.”

I watched as Rachel’s face fell in shock.

“Scott confessed?”

We both nodded.

“But it wasn’t a real confession,” I made sure to inform her. “He was forced to do it.”

“How do you know that?”

“I just know,” I said in return. “I could tell. Something was up with his eyes…”

“His eyes?” She asked, narrowing her eyes at me. “What do you mean?”

“They were all dark and weird. He also wasn’t acting like himself—”

“But wasn’t he like an asshole or something?” Rachel said quickly, keeping her eyes locked on mine.

“Well, yeah, I mean he was. But a lot of his doing was because of Sarah and the hold she had on him. He’s been trying to do good since they broke things off and he became aware of her,” I said in return. “He’s also not capable of murder.”

“Anyone is capable of murder if provoked,” she said with a shrug; her casual attitude was shocking to me.

“I doubt Merida provoked him into murdering her,” I said, shaking my head at her.

“You didn’t know her that well,” Rachel shrugged.

“Neither did you, apparently,” I said, furrowing my brows together.

Rachel looked at me a moment longer before standing.

“I want to make some popcorn; then maybe we can all watch a movie and just forget about this tragedy for the night.”

“That definitely sounds good,” Becca agreed. “My brain hurts from thinking about it.”

I wanted to agree with them and just forget about everything for the night as well, but thinking about Scott in prison taking the fall for something he didn’t do, something heinous. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to let it go that easily.

I already ruled Sarah out, which meant it could have been anyone. I can’t rest until I know for certain who killed Merida and clear Scott’s name.

“Extra butter?” Rachel asked from our mini kitchen as she grabbed the bags of popcorn.

“Definitely,” Becca said and then she looked at me. “I’m glad she came out of her room finally. I was really worried about her. We should enjoy tonight and worry about it tomorrow.”

“Don’t you think she’s acting a bit weird?”

Becca glanced in Rachel’s direction and then back at me.

“She’s been acting weird all week; tonight is the first night she’s semi-normal,” she answered.

I sighed; not wanting to argue.

Becca grabbed the remote and started searching for a movie on Netflix while Rachel finished with the popcorn. By the time Rachel joined us with the extra buttery popcorn, Becca found a cheesy romcom and was loading it.

As the movie played, my mind began to wander. That tightness in my stomach only grew more intense and uncomfortable. There was something unnatural in the air and I couldn’t figure out where it was coming from and what it wanted. But I knew something at this school wasn’t right.

The thought of Scott killing Merida just didn’t make sense to me; I knew in my gut that he didn’t do this, and I was going to prove his innocence and get him out of prison.

I stood up quickly, moving in a way that spilled some of the popcorn on Rachel’s lap.

“Hey!” She said, frowning and eating the fallen cornels.

“Sorry,” I murmured. “I’m just not in the mood to watch a movie tonight. I’m going to head to bed.”

“Okay, goodnight,” Becca said with a worried frown.

I said nothing more as I went into my room and sealed the door behind me. I grabbed my phone and thought about calling Colton, but I knew he was probably busy with Headmaster Prescott, trying to figure out how to tell the students that the murderer had been captured and cleaning up the aftermath. There hasn’t been an announcement yet, but I’m sure that will be coming soon.

Though, it was kind of late, so maybe in the morning.

No; Colton couldn’t help me with this, but I knew someone who might be able to. I scrolled through my contacts until the name I needed appeared on the screen, and then I pressed the call button.

“Ella Bean; is everything okay?” My mom said at the other end of the phone.

I sighed in relief hearing the comforting sounds of her voice.

“Not really,” I murmured, sitting on my bed. “Mom, something awful happened, and I don’t know what to do.”