𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 (wlw)

Chapter 3

Eloise's pov

Last night I spent over an hour re-taking the test for Mr Norman's class.

I walked into my algebra class and sat in the front. It was easier for me to learn.

My next class wasn't for another 3 hours so I went out to get something to eat at the Starbucks near me. I didn't live on campus, so I had an avenge.

I sat at a table and ordered my drink. I was doing some schoolwork when I saw Professor Madeline walk in. I ignored her and kept doing my work the last time we talked. She seemed mad so I would wait until she spoke to me.

She looked at me and I got up and left. I got my driver to take me home and I just sat and looked over all my social media to see what was new. After a little while I found myself looking her up on Facebook. I wanted to see old pictures of her.

Her account was private, Fuck. I made a fake account of some random woman who lives in New York, I added her and waited. As I waited I just cleaned up my house. 20 minutes later my phone went off and I practically jumped for it. It was her.

*Lareina M Madeline has added you back*

Her first name was Lareina.

I go through every picture she has ever posted on Facebook, most of it was her at bars with her friends or just talking about going back to work and family pictures. God, she looked so gorgeous in every single one.

I sit there and smile just looking at all her pictures. When it started to get closer to my next class I put my phone down, grabbed my bag, and got into the car. my next class was hers...

Getting into class I sat down early so I just read over the notes from the last class.

Miss Madeline's pov

This week has been so stressful I've had to design all new clothes for a new shoot and show and on top of that be a teacher what life I was living.

I walked into the campus Starbucks to try and wake up. I went to walk to sit down and there she was Eloise. We locked eyes and she got up and left.

I sighed and sat down where she had just been sitting. I looked out the window taking slips of my drink every so often.

Walking back to my classroom I got a request on Facebook from someone named Evie Smith. I don't know anyone named that. I added them back and just ignored it.

When I got to my classroom I leaned on the door frame and she sat quietly. She looked like she was reading something. The way her hair fell made my heart jump. She was so cute.

I walk in clearing my throat and I sit at my desk. She looked a little surprised.

"Good afternoon Miss Madeline," she says, grabbing a pencil.

"Good afternoon Eloise Looking over notes?"

"Mhm" she hums

"Good girl," I say, accidentally letting it slip. Her face goes red.

"I didn't mean it like that! I just meant that it was nice you were studying!!" I say fast... Shes...She's laughing?

"It's fine I know what you meant," she says laughing. Her smile was so perfect.

"Most of the students don't study most of the time they just come to college to get laid and party," I say laughing with her.

The other students come in and I stop laughing and she goes back to her notes.