Beads Of Demand

Too Much

Ava POV

It's been two weeks. I didnt take too kindly to Diana calling me her toy. Well ... I don't know. She was too confident about it. Does she think about me as much as I think about her? I doubt it ... that woman has so much to do all the time. Does she even sleep?

"Ava!" I snapped out of my deep thought. Ugh I'm still in class. My professor wasn't standing there however it was the dean. What was she doing here? "Yes Mrs. Elizabeth," I answered sitting up in my seat. "Get your things and come with me," she said walking out.

My classmates glared at me. Why? I quickly slid my binder into my bag and left my seat walking through the 54 people in this class.

Ugh I hated college. The whole time following Mrs. Elizabeth she was absolutely silent. It was a long exhausting walk across campus to the administration building where her office was. Why did she come get me personally? Why not have someone come get me? Email? Text? Something?!

When we finally got to her office she motioned for me to take a seat and she turned to her computer. "You're grades have been quite-"

"You're flunking me out? Please say yes and where do I sign?" I said excited.

"I tried that. Your father wasn't having it," she spat.

Ouch. Didn't really expect her to be up to that.

"What he can buy my grades?" I spat back. Who the fuck did she think she was talking to? She put her head down and chuckled slowly and then sighed. Her mannerisms mirrored Diana. "I own 51% and rising of this college so yes. He can buy them from me. Why did you major in Political Science without an associates anyway? Actually I don't care. I'm moving you to a class I call the last resort. It's a 6 hour class twice a week that covers the basics math, english, science and social studies for a total of 4 months. The class maximum is 25, you being the 25th student. It starts tomorrow at 8. Usually you'll receive an email and you'd drop from the current roster, whether you show up or not is on you-"

I took this opportunity to cut her off. "But since my father purchased good grades from you-"

She smiled wickedly, "But since my daughter Diana is teaching the class and I know you two know each other I had to ask you if that would be an issue? Before you answer Miss Greene please know this is my last kind professional gesture to you. If you fail again you'll flunk out and the agreement I had with your father is a reimbursement of five hundred thousand dollars ... out of your pocket. You see your failure brings down the ratings of this school and it'll be paid back in full. You'll work around campus until it's paid off. So back to my question is Diana being the professor going to be an issue?"

I know my jaw dropped and I blinked my eyes in dismay. I can't believe what I'm hearing. What did I ever do this family? I don't know whose worse Diana or her mother. I quickly grabbed hold of reality and smirked, "I'll guess you'll know if I show up or not then."

I got up and walked out the office smooth as fuck but I was shaken as hell. How did I get put in this situation? I'm not going to be able to pay attention with her as my professor. I don't know if she's scheming or her mother is or worse my father. I'm so aggravated and I want answers.

My dad isn't answering his phone. He'll probably call back in like two hours. I went home and laid down. But the anxiety was building up in my stomach and I was nervous. I just felt screwed like I had no say.

A tear escaped from my eye as much as I tried to fight it and I screamed a broken cry into my pillow. Am I being dramatic?

**** The Next Day ****

I opened my eyes and sat up. Shit. It's 7:42. I threw on a black adidas sweat suit and black and white adida high tops. Ugh. Never again. I let my hair loose and let it fall pass my shoulders.

7:56

I hopped in my car and floored it to the college totally breaking the speed limit on campus. It was a light jog into my building and through the corridors finally pivoting right into the classroom. All eyes were on me.

I glanced at the clock on the wall. 8:13. I glanced at Diana and she folded her arms and glared. "Usually, I'd tell you to get out. It's the first day of class however so take a seat," she said softly. I took a seat all the way in the third row in front of some hot boy that winked at me.

"What was I saying? Oh yeah! The rules. They're very simple. One, I will not accept tardiness. I absolute hate being late and I feel all of you should as well. It shows your irresponsible and don't care. Two, I don't take late work. Three, I don't curve grades. Four, if you're absent three times I will drop you from the class. Five, there is a 35 minute break every two hours as long as the scheduled work is done. Six, respect to everyone is needed. Seven, if your tired stand up in the back of the room. Eight, no phones allowed in class. Nine, no doodling in the margins of your notebooks. I'll be collecting them each day so don't think about it. And finally ten, if you drop below a 80 in my class you will be dropped from my class and flunked out the university. We all know why we're here. This isn't a college class for dummies. It's a college class. This is a room full of adults. The curriculum I'm about to put forward at the speed I'm about to put forward is going to be one of the hardest things you'll go through but if you make it to the end ... you can say you deserved it."

At her last words she glanced at me then adjusted the projector. It was a small classroom almost like high school. I kicked my feet up and got my pen out. We went through a powerpoint of all the different textbooks and materials we'll need, the syllabus, our test schedule , and projects.

A buzzer went off and we all looked around. She really had this whole class on their toes and I sort of wished I had paid at least an ounce of attention in political science but then again I didn't even know that's what I was taking. "It's time for the first break. When we come back we'll get to know of each other. Ava stay back for a minute I'd like to have a word," she said and sat at her desk.

WHAT THE FUCK?!!