𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝗽𝗮𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀

Where all it started..

March, 2009

It's a beautiful, chilly day as Lisa lazily walks towards the red bricked building in which her Politics of Government class resides. Most definitely her least favorite class, Lisa takes her time maneuvering around the building, not really caring if she's late. She's an Art major… the only reason she's in this class is because her advisor failed to tell her that she had one more general education class to take. Now a junior, she is wasting credits on taking a freshman level class, when she could be taking classes more involved with her major.

Being bitter won't change anything now, and Lisa knows that… but she can't help but be mad at her advisor for failing to notice this one class. A class that she is required to take in order to graduate next year.

Lisa, being the goody-goody, student that she is, takes her seat in the front row. She may hate the class but she doesn't hate her GPA. She isn't going to risk bringing that down on one stupid government class, so she goes above and beyond to make sure her grade stays at a solid A. She talks to her professor every day after class, goes to their office hours to discuss reading questions, does every single extra credit assignment.

Waiting in her seat for class to start, Lisa pulls out her phone, just mindlessly scrolling through her social media. It isn't until the class is called to order, that her attention is drawn away from her phone, and when she looks up, it is not her professor standing at the front of the room. Instead, there is a young girl, probably in her early twenties, standing in front of the class. She has long, chestnut brown hair that Lisa wants to run her fingers through, and mesmerizing Feline eyes that she can't look away from. Her legs go on for days in her fitted blue jeans, and her collar bones are chiseled as they peak through her black button down shirt. This girl is the epitome of perfection.

"Good afternoon, my name is Jennie and I am Professor Dara's TA for the semester. I am in her graduate program and will be assisting her with whatever classes she needs help with. It also means that I will be randomly teaching your class to help myself progress as a TA. Now that the formalities are out of the way… are there any questions before I start the lesson?"

This may very well be Lisa's new favorite class…

After the lesson is over and Jennie has dismissed the class, Lisa sticks by her agenda and goes up to talk to the TA. She's used to it being Professor Dara, not some hot, god-like model, so she wipes her palms on her pant legs to try and get the nervous sweat off.

Lisa clears her throat and Jennie's head snaps up at attention from where she was stacking her papers. Her brain short circuits for a second as she sees the beautiful blonde standing before her, but her mind catches up to her and she smiles brightly at Lisa, almost getting lost in the Doe of her eyes.

"Hi, I'm Lisa. I uh- I usually come up and talk to Professor Dara about the lesson after class, and I figured that- you know- if you're going to be here a lot I may as well do the same with you." Lisa says nervously as she shakes Jennie's hand, her warm, soft hand… The TA smiles lightly at her, nodding her head in approval at Lisa's intentions. She can't help but notice her long fingers that graze over the inside of her wrist as she releases. Lisa runs her hand through her hair and along the back of her neck.

"I used to do the same thing. It's good to make connections with your professors, especially those in your major. Are you a Political Science major?"

Lisa snorts a laugh, adjusting the bag on her shoulder. "Hardly, I'm an art major."

"Ah, so this is just filling a gen ed. requirement then?" Jennie smiles in understanding, she can't help but gaze a little longer into the Doe eyes. Lisa looks away shyly when Jennie stares a little too long.