The Teacher's Pet

First Day

                                   •Sadie•
I run my hands down my black jeans and straighten out my dark green sweatshirt as I look myself over one last time. It's my first day of school as a freshman at Boston University and I've never felt more unsure of anything. The only reason I chose this school was to get away from my parents and to hopefully 'make them proud' as they always had wanted me to do. I look around for my bag before checking the time on my phone, it's 10:03 am. My first class is at 10:30 so I decide to get breakfast before. I quietly grab my things and slip on my converse trying to not wake my roommate, Aida, and I make my way to a cafe.

"Would you like anything else?" the cashier asks me.

"No that's all, thank you." and I hand her a ten dollar bill.

I stand in the corner as I wait for my name to be called. I nervously look around to see if there's any other students I can try to talk to. Soon enough I realize this is helpless because everyone is either already talking to a friend or has headphones on.

To pass time I unlock my phone and decide to go on instagram and other social medias to see what people from high school are up to. Nothing catches my eye considering none of these people on my feed were ever my friend nor did they ever acknowledge me unless it was for homework help.

A sudden tap on my shoulder catches my attention causing me to swivel around. At my eye level is someone's chest, a man's chest.

"Excuse me, have you already ordered or are you waiting for your drink?"

My mind struggles to think of a reply but eventually I manage to say "Just waiting" He nods and passes by me to wait in line a few feet away.

Even though our interaction has ended I continue to observe his looks. He appears to be around six foot two, has dark brown hair with soft waves, and is wearing a pair of dress pants with a button up shirt that shows off his arm muscles. My eyes travel further up to his face but quickly avert when I realize that he's looking right back at me.

"Shit..." I mutter under my breath.

How much more could I embarrass myself in front of this man? First I couldn't even answer a simple question and now he just caught me staring at him. My name is called and I quickly grab my drink and breakfast sandwich before heading outside to sit at a table.

As I slowly approach my first class, psychology, I look around trying to find a row of empty seats but instead I'm met with only 4 available seats. I head towards the closest seat and realize I'm now in the front of the class... great, just great. The students next to me are silent so I assume they also don't know anyone in this class. Even though it's only 10:28 I'm surprised to see that the professor isn't here yet, but decide to just go with it.

Eventually after about 4 more minutes I hear the professor walk in and take a quick glance while opening my laptop. Aw fuck. I quickly recognize him as the man who I had a short interaction with in the cafe. Damn how does he manage to look more attractive now than he did fifteen minutes ago?

I'm broken out of my thoughts when I once again hear his deep voice "Hello everyone, I'm Professor Monroe and if you're in the right class then welcome to Psychology 115". I will have to admit that his voice suits him nicely though and it does add attraction to his already admirable appearance.

The hour long class goes by fairly quickly considering he only went over the syllabus which consists of two group projects, two essays, and our final at the end of the semester.

He finishes off the last few minutes by reminding us that he's available for individual study help and that his 'door is always open'. I never really did believe most teachers when they said that, but whatever.

I begin to make my out of the class but am met with an odd feeling in my stomach. I look up before grabbing my bag and see Professor Monroe staring at me, or more so parts of me. That was odd.. and slightly inappropriate. I ignore it once he shifts his eyes and start heading back to my dorm. Well at least I've officially completed my first college class! Now I just have to do this for about 8 more months then I'll be so much closer to getting out of here.
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A/N: well that was the first chapter...😀idek if that was good or not, but i really hope it was. i've never written a story like this so i hope i'm doing everything right. thank you if you even bothered to read the first chapter and pls no hate cause idk wtf i'm doing i only ever read stories on wattpad lol