Hi everyone so I'm lonely and bored and I decided why not update today. So yay! I'm excited. Please tell me what you think. I know it isn't interesting yet but it will be. Anyways I'm not feeling really chatty today so please vote and comment and tell me what you think and enjoy! Until the next update guys. The picture above is just Blaire and her facial expressions since this chapter adds a bit more dimension to her personality and character.

Charles POV

I wave goodbye and awkwardly walk out of the room. I am so glad we could straighten things out like civilized people. We are a species able to compromise and we should do just that to improve the state of our species and lives. Now I don't have to feel guilty and we can have a fresh start. We could start off like normal people for once. It was noble what she had done, for all I could've known, she could've turned me down. But she didn't. Instead of I being the noble one, it was her. Blaire didn't struck me as the noble type, she was the hard to get type.

You could tell she was that kind of woman. The one who was bold. The one whom was courageous enough to say what she thought of. She wasn't afraid and much less to an attractive man like myself. Not that I am  putting myself above any other person. I am a man afterall. An imperfect man who like to go for the chase. It is my weakness. Men have that weakness around those kind of women. She didn't refrain herself from speaking her mind.

She caught me off guard when she called me a womanizer. Me? A womanizer. How absurd! Although, she is the hard to get type, but I will break her. She will see the how good a man Charles Francis Xavier can be! We will see how much stamina she has. I love a good chase. For one thing, that makes the school year more interesting. . .

I will not give up but I must refrain myself from showing any compassion to her. It will be a difficult task but I will need to prove myself in the end. We are colleagues, not lovers. From now on, I will try to see her that way. Even though I know it will be difficult at first, but I must do it. I will do it.

I go back to my classroom and sit in my teachers seat, my room now empty. I still had about 10 minutes until the next period began so I started my usual pass time. I layed back in my chair and closed my eyes. I focused and opened the gate of many thoughts this school occupied. I call it my way of personally learning the news around school.

"Crap! I forgot my homework! Mr. Sanders is gonna kill me!"

"College sucks big time"

"I got that Calculus exam in the bag!"

"Ew I stepped in some gum"

"Charles is so handsome"

My mind comes to a halt as I reverse to that last thought. Charles is so handsome? Could it be? Could it be who I think it is? I knew I could get to her. It had peeked my interest making my curiosity followed along a path of no return. A pathway where woman rule. I put my finger on my temple and began listening to the conversation. No one would know. It would be my little secret. Just my little secret kept inside this brain of mine.

As I began searching for whoever it was that said that flattering comment, a frown formed on my face when I found out it wasn't the person I wanted it to be. It wasn't Blaire. It was just Annabelle. The woman with lovely blue eyes. They were aqua in fact. My curiosity eventually led me into eavesdropping.

Annabelle was in high spirits as she exhilarated her voice throughout the classroom, "Isn't he charming?"

I sat back and smiled as I heard another voice into play. The voice was soft and tender. It was Rosie.

"I know. He's so hot. Her the smart attractive type." Rosie added.

Now Rosie was a beautiful red head with green eyes. Very beautiful indeed. She was a sweet girl and yet both her and Annabelle were infatuated with just the mentioning of my name.

Suddenly I heard another voice come into play, "I cannot believe you two. You guys are acting like gossiping teenagers in high school. Both of you are supposingly in love with the same man. A man who uses words as his tatic to entangle you in his web of lies."

I knew that voice perfectly. I knew that was Blaire. That was definetly Blaire. Immediately, my interest skyrocketed in this conversation. It wasn't just about what they thought of me, it was what Blaire thought of me. This just became more interesting. I immediately used Annabelle to see what she was seeing.  They were all there in Blaire's classroom. Just looking at her brought a small smile on my face.

"Lighten up Blaire. What's your problem?" Annabelle asked as she ate her salad.

"Someone is cranky. " Rosie said smirking.

"I am not. I just can't believe you two are both fighting for the professor. You two are older than me, and you seem like little girls. He is just playing you." Blaire concluded.

I was completely taken aback by her little lecture. Enticing words? Web of lies? How could she . ..I was slightly offended, even though those words were slightly true.

"We are only 2 years older than you Blaire." Rosie commented.

I watched Blaire sigh as she sat back in her chair, " And yet I'm the one who is knocking some sense into you two."

Annabelle giggled, " Blaire you can't deny he's handsome. "

Rosie added, "He's brilliant. He's a genius. Blaire you know, you guys  sorta have things in common."

Blaire almost spit out her drink before composing herself again. I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Excuse me, we most certainly do not. That man is a womanizer. He says things to different women for the thrill of it. Like I said, we've got nothing on common." Blaire said hmphing at the bunch.

"You did graduate at a young age. I'm surprised you didn't become a doctor. It was your dream and then you came here. "  Annabelle said less happily.

She wanted to be a doctor. How interesting. It was her dream and yet she came here. Hmm. . .

"That isn't the point. The point is that you don't know if he truly loves you. Love is something powerful and it cannot be messed with. Men like him mess with it all the time. You know love is supposed to be that one person that you find to be just right, not one who goes with this person and then the other. Charles Xavier may be handsome and good looking on the outside but he's just saying things. Ugh, womanizers." Blaire simply stated.

Did she just call me handsome? I felt my cheeks heat up slightly before regretting praising that half compliment.

"Men just do that. We have to be strong. We can't just let them entice us and play and lure us with there charming good looks and words. You have to get to know them first. Give it time." Blaire said.

Annabelle responded, "How would you know? You have never dated anyone. You're love life isn't impressive, but your resume is. You graduated at a young age. You are smart enough to see that Charles isn't just a normal guy."

"Fine, so be it. But I'm not going to fall for his bewitching good looks and what not." Blaire simply stated.

Rosie giggled, "He not just a guy Blaire."

Blaire sighed, "No you are right, he too young to be even considered or deemed professor."

Annabelle hit her shoulder to which Blaire rubbed her shoulder, "Its wasn't anything bad Annabelle. It just an opinion. Like my opinion of him being a womanizer but let me guess on what you're thinking. He's got big intuitive blue eyes that sometimes turn in aqua at the center of his irises. He's got those rosy lips that curve upward whenever he's got your attention. Oh and his hair, it's so perfect it doesn't need to be brushed. He's just so remarkably handsome and smart that makes him so wonderful. "

Annabelle and Rosie simply stood their aback. I was as well. We hadn't even stared at each other for that long and she picked all that up. She was quite perceptive. More than I thought she was.

Annabelle smirked, "Well for someone who dislikes him that much, you seemed to check out and know all his facial features."

Blaire looked at her with a slight glare. Go Annabelle. I would like to see where this is heading.

Rosie replied, "Are you sure you don't like him? It seems like you guys are close. How lucky."

Blaire shook her head, "No no no. Me and Charles are just acquaintances. I have never given a womanizer a second chance to which I thought I would never do. Womanizers are just so arrogantly naive and try to get through to you at any cost before throwing you away. I don't trust womanizers."

At that point I didn't want to hear any more. More and more of that word. That despicable word. Womanizer.

Blaire added, "Wake up guys. He's just an illusion."

I immediately could not hear or bare more. I took manners into my own hands as I froze everyone in time. Everyone including the three woman in the classroom two doors down.

I got up and walked into the classroom. I strolled in casually before watching the conversation unfold in mid time. Correction, a conversation frozen in time. I refrained myself from getting any closer to Blaire. I only adjusted a piece of hair that covered her face before exploring her classroom. I then got a dictionary before I looked up a word.

I circled it and then took a piece of looseleaf paper and left a note, "Interconnection: a mutual connection between two or more things.

"the complex interconnections between people's lives in modern society"

I smiled before writing in neat cursive, "Some interconnections can result in something you never imagined. Second chances are the result of it. Interconnections can create the most interesting relations."

I took the piece of paper and slowly put in between the pages of a novel that was on her desk. I smiled before glancing back at her and then leaving the classroom and unfreezing everybody. I took my seat again and started class.

I wanted to listen to Blaire's voice but right now I simply couldn't. If she doesn't trust me, why would she give me another chance. It's something that I will have to investigate deeply in. And I would. It will be in the foreseeable future that me and Blaire talk again. It was just sooner than I expected.......

Time skip

Class was dismissed and almost everyone had gone due to the silence of the halls. I heard footsteps at one time but I thought that almost everyone had gone back to their respective homes. Until I heard the sound of heels clicking against the cold floor. I took my brief case and things and began packing up. I took one glance through the glass window and found myself staring at the scenery.

(Charles staring)

It was quite beautiful this time of year. The trees were in full bloom and a once empty bench became occupied by a certain someone. It was Blaire reading. She was intently focused on the literature she was reading. I found myself with the slight desire to stay and watch. I was yearning to see what she would do. I watched as she pulled out something from her satchel. I saw as she pulled out her M and M's and one by one ate them while enjoying her book. She even threw them up in the air and caught them in her mouth once in a while. Although she seemed quite proper before, her actions questioned the fact that she was. She wasn't just strict, she had many dimensions to her personality. Everyone did.

Before I knew it, I was already outside as my feet carried me a few feet away from the bench. I simply watched her. My gaze brightened when I saw her find the note I had left her.

She seemed to think a little before a smirk appeared on her face. I couldn't help but wonder if she had gotten the hint.

I took another step before stepping on a twig. Blaire must've before asking, "Why are you stalking me?"

I froze before gulping. Uh oh. I heard a chuckle come from Blaire.

"Don't be afraid. I'm just a woman." Blaire added.

A smart woman who knows her surroundings....

I walked out and stood in front of her before she look up at me. For the first time today I saw her grin at me. A real grin. She held the note in between her fingers before saying, " I got your note. Very classy of you."

I smiled, "How did you know it was me?"

"Because  Charles. Interconnections have the most unexpected outcomes." She said before adding, "You don't have to stand there. You can sit. I don't bite unless you try something. If you do, you know the consequences.Want some M and M's?"

I took some and took my seat before I replied, "It's almost like you are someone different now."

Blaire closed her book before saying, "I'm the same age as those students if not older. I don't want to lose their respect. Since this is who I am and I'm not cruel I don't want you to act like something you aren't. Are we clear?"

I nodded before saying, "I couldn't agree more. If I may, how old are you?"

Blaire stood up before smiling, "Patience Charles. We have a whole year to get to know each other. I will say that it is incorrect of me to talk so negatively about you. I'm sorry for that. I don't apologize that often but you do deserve one. Interconnections, wasn't it? Good night. I'll see you in the morning Professor. Try not to stalk anyone else tonight, yeah?"

I found myself smiling like an idiot before saying, "Good night Blaire. Be safe."

Blaire took a few steps before replying, "You too."

Hmm, Interconnections do have the most surprising outcomes. Tomorrow may be another surprise. That is the mystery. Tomorrow is always a surprise. I've forgotten how sometimes people are surprises as well. This year will be one to never forget.