Miss Arden {wlw-professorxstudent}

Chapter 2

KALINA'S POV:
I had AP biology with Anthony.

Anthony had been friends with me and Keelin ever since we had met him in our first year here at college. He was one of the only two friends I had left.

The other one was this theatre kid, Samet. I had never needed anyone else really. I had had Keelin and then I had had Keelin, Samet and Anthony and now I had only Samet and Anthony.

Anthony was the only reason I enjoyed my life nowadays though, bless him for sticking with me through all this shit.

So, when I barged in and rushed to my seat next to him with my face beet red, he laughed so loud even Mister Munster shushed him.

"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in. I was almost worried you had left me all alone", he chuckled.

He had light brown curls and way too sharp features for a 19-year-old boy. But they made him acutely attractive to the majority of the population. I just thought he looked alright. I liked girls and the people at this place always thought, that if you said someone was pretty, you must have wanted to date them. So, he just looked alright. Although, he was very pretty.

"Will you tell me why you look like you are going to explode any second now? Fell in love?", I could slap his stupid grin off his face but I decided against it. Barely.

"I just met our new English Lit professor", I said breathlessly.

He whistled.

"Ooooh, so you did fall in love, how curious", he batted his eyelashes up at me and made a kissy face. This time I did slap him.

He squeaked.

"Ay, no violence against domestic partners", he held his hands up in a defensive motion.

I snorted.

"Since when are we domestic partners?", I asked incredulously.

"Bitch, you basically live with me", he gesticulated excessively between us to make his point.

"Alright, sorry, and no I did not fall in love with anybody", I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Of course, you didn't. Wait, let me guess. Tall, brown hair, blue eyes, extremely attractive voice and just in general very hot", I looked at him confused.

"How?", I asked. He shrugged.

"Everyone saw her coming in, this morning. She made quite the entrance all strict and stuff. Disciplined a boy for wearing a hat inside the school building. I mean you would have seen if you hadn't left me all to myself", he made a dramatic gesture with the back of his hand against his forehead. I smacked it.

"I already told you I'm sorry but you should have tasted those poached eggs my mum made us, and I don't think she's all that bad. I think she pretends to be this stuck up teacher to gain the respect of the new students. She used to teach the first years last year. You know how they can be", I explained.

"Wow, you are already getting to know her and defending her", he grinned that obnoxious grin. I hit him again.

"Will you stop hitting me?", he looked bewildered.

"Well, stop saying I'm in love with my English professor, you idiot!", I whisper shouted.

He just giggled again.

"Well, stop acting like it then!", he defended and I had to roll my eyes.

"Seriously, im not. I'm just intrigued. That's all ", I am not sure what that meant myself but I just really wanted him to shut up.