The Professor

Chapter 11- The Professor

Chapter 11

Okay, yes it's obvious. I like Bryant, which is the worst thing that could possibly ever happen because he is my college professor. He could basically be fired because technically you're not allowed to have a relationship with one of your students in college. If this would have been happening while I was in high school, he'd be fired and arrested because it is illegal.

Seeing him now with another woman makes me angry, and when I say angry, not just a little angry, but very fucking angry. Of course my heart aches, but I was just with him yesterday and we were talking about us or whatever the hell we are.

Whoever this bitch is, she should be ready to get some shit spilled on her, ALL over her. Wait, I can't do that, I would get fired. But actually thinking about it now, it's pretty good idea.

He looks at me, his mood changes as like he's relaxed because before he came in he looked a bit tense. It's like I calm him down, which makes me a bit happy because I like the fact that I affect him. But I guess I didn't affect him that much because he's with a another woman.

She has short wavy hair and bright blue eyes, kind of like Bryant's. She's almost as tall as Bryant. Why would Bryant choose a woman that looks exactly like him? Is he crazy? She has on a pair of blue jeans and a pale nude shirt.

I'm jealous, that's also a bit obvious too. "Hey no name, go get that table." The guy from the party says, I look away from Bryant and look at him.

"It's Clarence." I state, getting a pen and paper from the bar.

"I'm Tim." He states.

"Nice to know." I sarcastically smile.

I take a big breath before stepping over to their table, I try not to make eye contact with Bryant whatsoever. "Hi, welcome to bar and grill, can I get you something to drink or eat." I ask as I stare at the table.

Bryant awkwardly coughs. "Uh, ill have a beer."

"I'll have a water with lemon." The beautiful lady says, I look upwards at her and all I can look at are her eyes. Bryant and her have the same eyes, they look so similar.

"Alright." I say, writing it down on the notepad. "Anything to eat?"

"Uh, no we are good." Bryant states.

I nod my head and walk off to the counter, I grab a beer and place it on the bar, popping off the tab. I then grab a plastic cup and fill it up with water and placing a lemon on the side of the cup.

Just spill it on her. I walk over to their table, placing the beer on Bryant's side of the table. I make sure none of them are paying attention, within a matter of seconds I trip myself, spilling the water on her jeans, making her yelp.

"Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry." I say, holding in my laughter which is really, really hard. I start hanging her napkins from the table and I pick up my cup.

I look over at Bryant, who is laughing very hard, he makes me laugh quietly a little bit but the rest of the time I'm there helping the girl clean herself I hold my laughter in.

Once she's settled, I walk into the back and into the locker room, and right when I get inside, I laugh until I can't breathe.

That felt very, very good to do.