"oh my god, think i fell in love overnight. playing with my feelings that's not nice, truth is i could see you in my life with me."
* i don't know - jack & jack

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i strut into class, ignoring everyone staring at me because i'm not wearing my usual leggings and hoodie attire. i actually dressed up today.

"where were you yesterday?" mr. gilinsky asks me after taking attendance.

"i skipped." i shrug.

"you can't just not come to class like that, this is college, sweetheart, not high school." he tells me and i nod my head.

i always feel like he's scolding me. this never happened until i was tapping my damn pencil on my desk. like he had no problem with me failing his class before.

"i know, i'm sorry." i say quietly.

"you're always apologizing, do you know that? i don't know why you apologize." he said as the entire class was watching us.

"because i'm being respectful." i shoot him a glare. "something you told me to do when i enter this classroom."

a small part of his lips turn up into a smile, "very well then, have a seat." he points his pencil to the desk right in front of him.

"but i always sit in the back." i use my thumb to point behind me.

"not today, valerie." he shakes his head still smiling slightly and my eyebrows pull together in confusion.

okay. this isn't weird at all. i set my bag down by the desk and take a seat. next to me is a freshman boy and on the other side is a sophomore boy, might as well start making friends because i have nothing better to do.

"today is a work day and i'll just be handing out a piece of paper." mr. gilinsky announces. "it's due the moment you walk in tomorrow morning." he tells us, licking his fingertips to hand us the paper.

oh how i want his fingers-

"are you actually going to do your work today?"
jack stops and looks down at me.

"maybe." i purse my lips and he shakes his head, smiling.

during the entire class, i just stare at the studios mathematical problems while scribbling around the paper. i haven't even done a single problem and i have a feeling i won't do them tonight.

i look over at the sophomore boy next to me, as i whisper, "hey wanna work on this after class together? i need help."

the boy looks at me, "what's your name again?"

"valerie. i don't normally talk in this class, i just need help, maybe i can pay you to do this for me?" i ask him politely whispering

he shrugs, "how much?"

"twenty dollars and some edibles."

"sweet, can i get it after class?" he asks me as i scribble my name and number on his paper just as mr. gilinsky catches us.

"what's goin on here? do i need to separate you two?" he asks us, placing a hand on my desk as we both look at eachother and shake our heads.

"good, well class is dismissed now." mr. gilinsky says, "do not forget, first thing as you walk through that door i expect your work in my hands."

as everyone leaves the room i'm the last one packing up my things.

"did you finish anything?" jack's voice speaks up behind me, scaring the living shit out of me.

"no. i'm gonna do it tonight." i shrug and turn to face him.

"you're failing my class."

"thanks for the daily reminder, mr. gilinsky."

"can we talk about why you didn't come to class yesterday?" he crosses his arms over his chest.

the veins on his forearms are more prominent as he does that. i bring my gaze back up to his eyes from his arms.

"can we talk about how i can make you change my grade to an a?"  i ask.

"are you trying to flirt with me, valerie?" he assumes.

more like trying to have sex with you.

"sure, if that's what you want to call it." i shrug my shoulders, the hem of my shirt riding up a little.

his eyes flicker to my stomach and then back up to my face, "that's inappropriate, you're my student."

"why do you always have to point out the damn obvious?" i throw my arms up. "i know these things."

his eyes widen at my tone, "excuse me?"

"you're still twenty four, shouldn't you be in a fraternity getting lit and fucking people?" i sneer.

he takes a step towards me, "don't talk with me like that." he says through gritted teeth.

"or else what, jack?" i emphasize his name and his eyes flare with anger.

i raise an eyebrow, waiting for him to speak up. his chest heaves up and down as he inhales and exhales deep breaths.

"are you gonna get me kicked out?" i probe, pushing his buttons.

"i'd stop messing with me if i were you." he balls his fists at the side.

"if you hit me, you'll get fired and go to jail." i retort.

"we both know that that's not what you want i'll do if you keep running that pretty little mouth of yours." jack bites his bottom lip.

"mr. gilinsky?" we both hear a faint voice, causing our heads to turn to towards the door.

some girl dressed in a very short skirt is holding up her text book and a notebook. he answers her with a 'yes'.

"can you help me? i don't really understand what we're doing." she tells me and he purses his lips, looking directly at me.

he gives me a look that reads, 'this discussion isn't over'. i take in a breath before speaking up.

"don't bother letting him help you, he'll just yell at you." i tell the girl and quickly exit the room.

i was so close to getting him to bang me against his desk, but that girl had to interrupt, her short white skirt, trying to look all innocent, but she looks smart and slutty.

she probably didn't need any help and just wanted to try and get close to mr. gilinsky. who can blame her. i wonder if he's ever slept with a student. he tries to put on this hard act, but i bet he's weak when it comes to boobs.

when i get into my room, i instantly search for a push up bra. tomorrow, i'll see if perky boobs are his weakness. i put on a bombshell bra and search for a v-neck. i wish i could wear a tank top or something but it's chilly out.

i set up an outfit, ready and confident for tomorrow. this is bad, i'm trying to sleep with my professor.

i hear a buzz on my phone as i grab it off my bed, it's that sophomore boy from class. he asked if he could meet me outside.

i agreed and texted him back. grabbing a plastic bag filled with edibles. i grab a twenty dollar bill and my worksheet as i slip on my all black slip on vans.

i make my way down the stairs and outside as i see him, "hey i got everything, let's meet outside the classroom door before and you can give it to me, thank you for real, i'm falling behind and he's a mother fucker for real."

he shrugs, "eh no biggie. i've also been hookin up with this chick for math answers, she's in a different hour section but i give her sex for homework answers" he chuckles and i shrug thinking to myself that i guess it will work this time.

"i feel some sexual tension between you and the professor though, he deadass thinks you a baddie bro" he says and i bite my lip and touch the back of my head with my left hand

"i uh, okay i'll see you tomorrow." i bite my lip and panic as i hurry off.

"hey! wait! don't be embarrassed it happens!" he shouts at me and i run up to my dorm.

i watch a few shows on tv as i fall asleep.

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