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I run as fast as I can from the book store making my way across campus. Thank god I ran track in high school, it makes hurdling over a trash can a breeze.
The lecture's already in progress when I burst through the doors. Every seat is filled besides a few in the front row. Which means I have to walk past the entire lecture hall to find a seat.
I drop my head, quickly scurrying down the steps trying to go unnoticed. But hundreds of eyes stare through the silence.
"Sorry!" I wave to everyone with an embarrassed chuckle before taking a seat. Mortified is an understatement.
"Well...thank you for deciding to join us Ms.?"
The professor remarks as I set my backpack down to dig out my book.
"Ann...the name's Ann, Professor. I'm sorry for the disruption." I offer, glancing up.
Um...Wow...okay I guess I shouldn't complain about getting a front row seat to this hunk show! Hellloooo Professor Daddy.
"It's fine but please try to make it on time from here on out. Even Tony was able to make it, and he was crawling home from the pub at 3:00am, weren't you Tony?" The professor chuckles as he nods to another student.
Everyone laughs as Tony smirks, "that's right! I was celebrating our victory over Trinity!" He belts out.
I can't help but to roll my eyes. Meatheads like Tony having a way of making college almost unbearable.
"Wait, how'd you know, professor?" Tony asks.
The professor just grins, "you weren't the only one out celebrating" he laughs.
The crowd of co-eds oow and awe, obviously impressed that the professor has a life outside of work.
He proceeds with his lecture and I do my best to try and keep up with my note taking, but his ass in those tight dark jeans are making it really difficult.
My mind keeps wandering off as I stare at him. Who knew we had such hot professors at this school? His luscious auburn curls drape wild and unruly over his forehead.
And his legs and fingers are so freaking long. I try not to think naughty thoughts as I drink him in. But it lea es me wondering if he's just long everywhere? I bet he has really pretty great eyes behind those glasses too, and don't even get me started on that accent *swoon!*
"Alright! I guess that's all the time we have for today" he announces. Everyone quickly stands up to pack up their things.
"See you Thursday" he adds.
Just as I start walking up the steps to leave, I hear "oh Ms. Ann!"
I pause turning around on the first step. *is he talking to me?* I think as I anxiously chew my lip.
Slowly turning around, I'm suddenly eye to eye with Professor Mchottie pants.
"Yes?" I reply looking over the top of my reading glasses. He nervously pauses.
"Er...um...your syllabus. I passed them around before you joined us." He says handing me a booklet of stapled papers. I glance at it scanning the pages.
"Thank you." I reply with a pause.
"I don't see any office hours on here though." I remark looking back up at him.
"My cell phone number is right here at the top. I find it easier to text my students rather than hold office hours. I'm available anytime. I'm aware that college students have a lot going on, holding non traditional hours themselves, so I like to be available whenever possible." He says with a polite smile.
"Oh...that's smart" I reply surprised.
"Well, if you ever need anything at all or have any questions, feel free to text me."
"Thank you Professor um..." I say searching the syllabus. "Tom...er....I mean Hawkins. It's Professor Hawkins." He says with an anxious smirk.
"Well, okay then, Professor Hawkins, I'm Ann. Nice to meet you." I nod trying to contain my giddy grin.
"Do you have a last name Ann?" He curiously asks.
"I do, do you have a class roster?" I sarcastically reply as my flirty shines through.
Suddenly, his demeanor changes and a pensive glare washes over his face while sliding his hands into his pockets.
One eyebrow arches up then he drops his chin. Why do I feel like I'm in trouble?
"Well...ahem *he clears his throat* I'll um...just have to dig it out then" he says, letting out a bothered sigh.
"Good day Ann" he replies before abruptly walking away.
Working my shift at the popular sports bar just off campus called "All Balls" isn't an ideal way to spend the evening, but it pays the bills.
There's a football game being televised locally between two of our rival schools. Whichever wins, our school faces next week in the playoffs. That being said, the crowd is extra rowdy tonight.
"Hello...welcome to All Balls can I start you off with our draft special tonight? It's a tall Cider Boys for $1.00." I say staring at my notepad as I approach my final table of the night. When the patron doesn't answer right away, I then let out a tired sigh then glance up.
"Um...hello, I'd actually like a scotch on the rocks please...Ann, is it?" The customer asks.
"Oh...hi! Professor Hawkins. Sorry it's just been a crazy night." I reply completely caught off guard.
"I'm sure it has, campus is quite chaotic this evening." He remarks as he removes his glasses and starts rubbing his eyes, like the noise is bothering his head.
When his eyes shifts back up at me I quietly gasp, noticing how astonishingly blue they are.
"Yes, it's nuts in here tonight." I then mutter after getting lost in thought.
He slides his glasses back on then I ask "do you need a minute to decide?"
He suddenly realizes that there's a menu lying in front of him and chuckles, embarrassed.
"Yes, I believe I do, my apologies."
"No worries, just take your time, I'll go grab your drink from the bar."
After retrieving his drink, as I make my way back to the Professor's table, another one of my tables stops me.
"Ann...Ann...pretty little Annie!" Tony exclaims. He's the nuisance from Professor Hawkins' class and he's very drunk. His hand darts out grabbing my arm as I walk past.
"Oh hey Tony, do you need something?" I ask.
But before he replies, he yanks me onto his lap, causing me to nearly spill the drink I'm carrying.
"Yeah, I need something babe" he playfully smirks, then he tries to bury his mouth between my breasts as his hand strokes the inside of my thigh.
"Stop! I have work to do!" I snap quickly jumping up off his lap.
"Wait...where are you going sweet tits?" He loudly shouts.
My only response is a scoff, then I walk away. But before I'm out of his reach, tiny firmly slaps my ass, letting out a boisterous laugh with his buddies.
I whirl around, get right up in his face, then growl, "if you ever touch me again you little prick, you'll be eating your own dick for dessert!"
As I storm off did cronies bellow. "Ooowwww..." in unison.
I return to the professor's table completely flustered as my mind races with thinking about Tony's audacity.
"Breath" The Professor says as soon as I set down his drink.
"I saw what he did, the miscreant bastard!" he says shaking his head.
I can't help but to laugh. I wasn't
expecting a professor to call one of his students a miscreant bastard.
"Are you alright?" He then asks.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I sigh.
"Would you like me to give him an "F" on Thursday's exam?" He says with a devilish grin.
"You wouldn't?" I giggle.
"Oh yes I would, but if I'm being honest, he'll most likely flunk it anyway. Tony hasn't passed an exam yet, this is his third time taking my course" he says chuckling.
"Thanks for the laugh" I blush.
"Have you read the first assigned chapter yet?" he then asks as he sits back in the booth resting his arms across the back.
"No, not yet, I was planning on it tonight when I get home after shift." I sigh, thinking of how tired I am already.
"Well, aren't you the good little student." He says with a smirk that sends my heart racing a mile a minute.
"I try" I reply blushing.
"You most certainly are Ms. Ann Hendricks." He takes a sip of his scotch pinning his eyes on me over the top of the glass while he sips it.
"Ah, you figured out my last name!" I reply impressed that he even took the time.
He lightly chuckles, "that I did, it wasn't easy either. I have four Ann's on my roster."
"Well, Professor, are you ready to order?" I politely ask.
"I'll have the Cobb salad please." Then he closes his menu and hands it to me.
An amused giggle sneaks out that I feel the need to explain. "This is probably the only salad that we've sold all night."
"Ah yes, it's wing night. But I'm afraid I should watch my girly figure." He jokes, then tosses me a playful wink. *Fuck...did my professor really just wink at me?*
Finally, the game is over and the restaurant starts to clear out. I stand by the servers station yawning as I struggle to keep my eyes open. The Professor finishes eating so I walk back over to ask him if I can get him anything else.
"Just the check please."
As I hand him the check, he chirps, "wait, this is for you" the passes me a paper placemat with writing all over it.
"What's this?" I ask as I start to read the words.
"Consider it cliff notes on the first chapter. I couldn't help but notice you yawning over by the kitchen." He offers with a polite smile.
"Isn't this cheating?"
"I won't tell if you won't" he says with a smirk.
"Besides, I pulled up your transcripts and they're quite impressive. You've definitely earned a bit of a break after seeing what you had to put up with here this evening." He says nodding at Tony and his friends who are lingering in their booth.
I sigh and roll my eyes after glancing back. "Yeah...he's a real peach" I snort.
"Thank you for this by the way...it's very sweet of you." I say holding up the notes.
"Does this make me the teacher's pet?" I ask with a coy grin.
He leans forward in the booth, takes his glasses off, then looks down. His rubs his forehead like he's contemplating his response.
That's when realize that he's trying not to look at me. *Shit, I must have overstepped and embarrassed him!*
After a minute he looks up, his hand falls away from his face, then he slowly sits back giving me a smug look.
His bottom lip is tucked between his teeth and his piercing blue eyes are staring right through me. *HOLY CRAP, HE'S INTIMIDATING*
"So, you want to be my pet?" He asks in a sultry tone. The way he says it causes my heart to immediately skip a beat.
I'm too stunned and embarrassed even reply. Usually, I can spout off witty comebacks like it's nothing, but this man has just left me utterly speechless.
He slowly stands up taking a step next to me making us shoulder to shoulder.
He slips the bill and his cash into my hand, then leans next to my ear and whispers in a heady tone, "the position's yours if you want it, pet."
*Excuse me? Did that just really happen?* My mouth drops open with shock, then he playfully smirks at me before waltzing away.
My eyes fall to the bill in my hand and it takes me a minute to regroup. That's when I notice that he gave me a $100.00 bill for a $17.00 check. *Wow, being teacher's pet pays pretty well!*
"HEY! Annie...you got any plans tonight?" Tony ask as he finally gets up to leave.
He must have finally taken the hint that it was closing time once my boss turned up all the lights.
"I'm studying." I reply as I clear a table.
"Studying? Nah...come on, you should come celebrate the big win with us!" He says slinging his arm around my shoulder.
Politely, I try to remove it but he's too drunk and persistent.
"You know you want to!" He boasts in a sing songy tone. Just then my manager comes out witnessing my dilemma.
"Hey kid, time to go! You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here!" He tells Tony.
"We'll be a Club Toxic, if you wanna come!" Tony says then he leans in and plants a slobbery kiss on my cheek like a puppy.
Gross. I'd rather masturbate with a cactus! Not really but anything is better than Tony.
