Catia

III

It's been about three weeks since Professor Angelos took over, and since then I have indeed learned how to take notes.
Her teaching style was incredible, once you got used to it.

My goodness she was intelligent
And my goodness was I absolutely delusional

All I could think about in her class was how absolutely gorgeous to which she would respond with lovely compliments like,
"Test next Monday, fairly easy unless you never pay attention like Alya"

As much as I wanted to think that her insults where because I broke her heart by not calling back, she was a generally rude woman to everyone and was only kept on staff because of her remarkable talent for teaching.
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I was in Angelos's class again and knowing I would be unable to pay any attention I responded to Elodies texts about horrible frat boys and react to each of the 14 reels and 60 tik toks she sent me (like a true friend)

I glanced up a bit too late to see that Angelo's had taken to strolling the class as she talked, which wasn't irregular for a lecturer. But then she snatched my phone.

Um.

Last time I checked this was not high school

Knowing better than to argue and get humiliated I opened my lap top and started on my notes.

Mina of course was sitting with her color coordinated notebook silently laughing her ass to the moon.
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Class came to an end and of course I had to go retreat my phone.

As the rest of the class shuffled out I met with professor Angelo's at her desk,
"So are you just trying to make excuses to talk to me" I said way too confidently,
I don't know what demon took over my body

She looked at me SO incredibly unamused
"I mean it, if this is a persistent problem I will not hesitate to make space for a more motivated student" she said handing me my phone.

"Coffee?" I said abruptly

"Excuse me?" she said even though her eyes said

My face flushed as I regretted my impulsive actions,
"I'm sorry. um. For not calling you back. Come to coffee with me."

Her hands briefly cupped her face, obviously contemplating if something was wrong with me.

Before she could answer I added, "Please," Trying to give a pleading and sorry look.

"Stop" she said with a tone I couldn't place nor recognize.

Deeply confused, "Sorry?"

"Stop looking at me all wide eyed and—"
She cut herself off.

My palms where sweating profusely and I wanted out of that room away from the tension. But I kept talking
"So... That's a no?"

"Yes of course it's a no, do you fully comprehend how ethically wrong it is to pursue a relationship
with a student?" She was whisper yelling

"Actually I never said relationship"

"It's implied"

"No it wasn't."

"We'll a friendship"

"We're not friends."

"You are annoyingly difficult!"

"You love it!" I said, obviously not thinking about how she was literally my teacher,

"I most definitely do not!" She said irritated but with the faintest trace of... Joy? Entertainment maybe?

Before I could further continue the conversation Angelo's sarcastically said, "Goodbye Alya, have a good afternoon"
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I walked out of the class unusually happy, even though I had just been reprimanded and rejected.

I sat in my car and let my impulsive thoughts flow free!
I picked up my phone and went to Catia's number which I had failed to call previously in a timely manner and opened the text bar typing my message,
"Think about coffee with me, please ♥︎"
To which I got an immediate reply, "God, I shouldn't have given you this number"

Disappointed tinged my mood however I took a sip of water and started to drive home.

a/n: a little shorter than usual but I think it's cute lol