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2: Umbrella

(Professor Miles perspective).

Photography fact quote:

"If your pictures are not good enough you are not close enough"- Robert Capa

I was nerves, I just graduated last year and I'm about to teach some of my old classmates. Not to mention one of the names caught my eye. Stella, Sage.  A troublemaker, always late, always tends to speak her mind, not even thinking about what she has to say. Right or wrong she doesn't keep that mouth of hers shut. She's also somewhat a spoiled brat. Her best friend spoilers her with love, college men act like hungry, desperate, wolves, for her. Stella's outfits scream at men to slam her against a wall and fuck her. Although her hot temper is what gets me, it amuses me how mad she gets from little things.

As I see students take a seat, I don't see her face. Her best friend and her best friend's boyfriend were here but Stella was not. Until she made an entrance 20mins later, falling with her books, making a loud racket. I couldn't help but smile, her cute little, short skirt halfway up her legs as she's on her knees, crawling for her books. Nothing but thigh socks and panties to distract men from looking at her chest. I decide to give her a hard time, glaring at her for being late. Her eyes narrow back at me in frustration. She was not having a good morning. A guy helped her pick up her books, his smirky smile made me want to cringe. Another man who finds her fancy. I resume teaching, hearing whispers of that annoying mouth of Stella's. I comment on her interruptions. She glares back at me with a smirk, as she proves me wrong, of her not paying attention to class. The bell rang about an hour after, and I told Stella to stay behind. She jumped, on a desk, giving me a small peek of her upper thigh. God she's such a mess, letting her guard down, being late and being a total Cluts. I scolded her for a bit, giving her a little tease, for her tardiness. After she realized that I was joking she was about to fight me or insult me. Although she tripped on her backpack strap and fell right into my arms. Her anger turned into embarrassment, really quick. I wanted to laugh but her quietness, made me go silent, after spitting random words out. It took me off guard as she looked at me with those eyes that seemed like she wanted to cry. Felling her waist with my hand, her skirt was slightly high enough that her bare skin touched my knee. I didn't bother her anymore, I just escorted her out of class and wished her a better rest of her day.

After hours of lectures, I decide to get some coffee. Our college has a coffee shop nearby, which was handy. I got a Carmel cappuccino, taking a seat on a tall stool beside a window. It started to rain, I see a girl who's running in the store, she uses her zip up sweatshirt as an umbrella. "Shit" she spits out as she walks in the store, putting her sweatshirt back on.

"My aren't you having a wonderful first day, this year" I say smirking, taking a sip of my cappuccino. Stella sighs at me in frustration.

"Your same old annoying Carmel cappuccino, I'm assuming" She mentions watching me take small sips of the hot drink. I nod my head, enjoying the sight of her miserable self. She walks up to the counter and orders a pistachio latte to go. She searches her purse and scratches her head. She then takes out her phone and sighs. "You know-" I walk over and gave the cashier my card. "I- you didn't have to..." She speaks of kindness. It amused me how horrible of a day she was having, but it makes me more amused when she gets all flustered and shy for such little things, that make her speechless.

"Don't worry about it, you deserve your nasty drink" I smirk.

"It's better than your Carmel yuckiness, but I appreciate it, I'll pay you back tomorrow" she says taking her drink.

"Don't bother, it's fine" I say finishing my drink.

"No, I insist" she says. I look outside and its hell. We both were going back to campus, and for some reason I felt like being nice today.

"Well, how about this, you pay me back today, right here right now" I say lifting one eyebrow.

"What?" She sighs.

"Let me take you to class, it's raining like hell. I'm not going to let one of my students walk in this weather. Your next class is in the other building, right? You don't even have a proper jacket" I say grabbing my umbrella and jacket. She sighs at me and stares at me, thinking.

"Fine, but that's all you want? You really are weird today" she said walking beside me as we exit the coffee shop. I open the umbrella and we both walk to my car. I open the car door for her, leaning over her to shelter her from the rain. She pulls the door shut and I go to the driver's side, opening the door and closing the umbrella. I sat down and see her staring at me intensely, as I closed the door shut.

"What?" I said looking at her.

"It's even a hard top, what kind of rich kid are you" she asks, her curiosity is going to bite her back one day.

"What can I say, my family and I make good money" I sigh. I hold the back of the passenger seat, to look behind me as I back out of the parking space. It was a short, quite drive. Right when we parked the rain stopped. "Huh, good timing" I say.

"Yeah, well thanks for the ride, I'll see you tomorrow in class, I'll try my hardest not to be late, also thanks for the coffee" She takes a sip of it and gets out of the car. I'm not trying to sound like a pervert, but that skirt is way too short, in the car it was slowly crawling up her legs each time she moved, even just an inch. Also, when she got out of the car, a little wind pass by giving me a quick peek between her thighs. Red bright panties. I always found Stella somewhat attractive, even if I found her annoying at time, she probably thinks I hate her, but ever sense her freshmen year, I was just as bad as any other college male wolf, wanting to pin her against a wall and fuck her right there and then. Her reactions, every time I made her flustered or frustrated, just makes my engine roar.