Jasmine walker, a troubled 18 year old with a witty humour and bold personality finally gets her fresh start.
She starts college and everything goes perfectly until she meets her English professor.
Will she go down the wrong path or will Professor S...
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(Jasmines POV)
I sit on the edge of the bed as i get ready for my day, every time i try to think of anything Sebastian just comes running back to the centre of my mind. Boyfriend.
I can't believe my fucking English professor asked me to be his girlfriend. Am i going crazy?
I grab my bag and shove everything i might need in it. Everything inside me wants to go and find him straight away but i know i can't, i wish we could walk in the hallways hand in hand and kiss whenever we want. Why couldn't we have met under different circumstances?
I push the thought to the back of my mind and race to my first lesson. Mr Evans stands in the front of the room with his hands neatly placed in front of him, he has a dark blue suit clung to him with a long back tie on his white shirt. His dark hair poshly gelled back and his beard precisely trimmed.
I take my seat at back and take out all my things, Maths drives me crazy. The first time i stepped foot into this class Mr Evans came up to me and asked why i am strongly against maths. He stood over me and stared down at me with his teacher glare. I straight up told him that Maths is a piss take and the only thing he said back was "Language!"
Like what.
I glared at him back and he just strutted away like he just dropped the most coolest burn ever. I rolled my eyes and got back to writing useless notes.
(3rd Person POV)
Jasmine let her tiredness take over for the next two lectures. She stared into abyss as every professor spoke, her mind obviously drifting off to Sebastian.
When Jasmine first saw Sebastian standing in the centre of the lecture hall her heart skipped a beat. She thought to herself that every girl who walked into his lecture felt this way, because who wouldn't?
Have you seen Sebastian Stan?
Jasmine admired him as he stood there flicking through papers on his desk, his dark black glasses pushed right up on his face and his icy blue eyes concentrating. She knew that most people probably admired Mr Stan, but little did she know that the feeling was very much reciprocated.
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Sebastian stared at the clock and listen to it tick, he rubbed his temples with his fingertips stressfully. He had some free time before he had his last lecture, he wanted to go and get his usual coffee from down the street and maybe even walk into the nearest bookshop that reminded him of Jasmine.
But instead he's sitting in desk chair with his body slumped in it tiredly. Every time he looks at his office door he wants to get up and go out but he just cant, he misses Jasmine that he doesn't even want to move. He misses his girlfriend.
