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"so, how are you finding your new english teacher Ms.Paulson?", asked the chancellor 

"yeah good, I quite like her", I spoke blushing internally

"well I'm glad, your academic progress has grown incredibly, however we think that you could use some extra support", he explained 

"do I have to transfer classes again?", I sighed, not wanting to leave holland 

"no nothing like that, we think some extra tutoring from Ms.Taylor would do you some good", he smiled 

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"come in", Holland spoke as I knocked on the door of her office "oh Ms.Paulson, come in", she smiled 

"I um-"

"close the door", holland cut me off "I haven't seen you all day darling", holland hummed standing up holding my waist

"Monday is the only day that I don't have class with you", I pouted 

"you should have come up at lunch", she smiled cupping my face with one hand 

"I know, I'm sorry", I leant into her touch

"well you're here now", holland spoke walking back to sit at her desk

"did the dean talk to you about my tutoring?", I asked sitting down across from her

"yes he did, I think it's a good idea.. and I get to spend more time with you", Holland winked 

"well now it doesn't sound so bad", I smirked leaning back into the chair

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"I still don't understand", I sighed in frustration 

"bring your chair over here", holland nodded "the dashes between the words are almost like the thoughts that Catherine can not convey, or the words that she can't articulate", holland explained running her fingers across the lines

"why?"

"because some feelings can never be understood, even by yourself", holland smiled 

"you're so smart Dr.Taylor", I whispered taking her hand

"I thought I told you not to call me that", Holland giggled

"its only when you say something really smart", I blushed "which you are"

"you're adorable", holland spoke lowly connecting our lips for a brief moment before pulling away and resting her forehead against mine

"I like studying with you", I mumbled against her lips

"me too", holland breathed kissing me again, holding onto the back of my neck

"holland", I spoke breaking the kiss "I have to tell you something", I said sheepishly 

"what is it darling?", holland took both my hands into hers

"promise you won't get mad", I mumbled

"promise", she said assuringly 

"I have never done this before"

"never done what?", she rubbed her thumb against my hand

"sex", I whispered 

"with a woman or at all", Holland gently kissed my cheek

"at all", I choked 

"well I wasn't going to fuck you in my office anyway", she kissed under my neck

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