A Professor Worth Falling For

Prologue

Ash~

I walk to my sixth period swiftly, so I won't be late. I arrive just in time for my first day in this sixth period. Social Studies. I was told that I could sit wherever we want, so I sat near the corner. The teacher walks in, and I just stare.

His blonde, sandy and sleek hairstyle was shimmering in the room lights. His piercing green eyes shot me in my soul. The attire was unique. It was a plain black shirt with neat, slick, and gray slacks. He also had high-tops on. My teacher was different than the others. His arm muscles were slightly stretching out the shirt. It was beautiful. I liked it. He starts to speak.

"Hello, my students. My name is..." He glances at me, and narrows his eyes. My heart was pumping, like he just gave me the 'death' stare, and he continues, but this time only looking at me, "Valentin Rose Mendez, but you can just call me Val, or Rose." Then, he says, "I will now take attendants."

Val walks to his flawless mahogany desk, with a laptop and everything. He calls out the names before coming to mine. "Alexander Cruz?"
"Present, sir." she calls out.
"Whitney Holmes?"
"Present."
"Gianna Hawthorne?"
"Present."
I hear him murmur under his breath, "Werid...why isn't this is alphabetical order?" Then, he calls out my name.
"Ashton Wellington?"
The tone of his voice was huskily deep, it sent shivers to my spine. "P-Present..." I stammer.
"Want me to call you Ash?" he asks. "That's fine with me..." I say. "Okay," Val says, and he smiles.

He calls out the other names of the students, and with a click, he posted the list of attendance. He slapped his hands together and he stood in front of the classroom. "So today, I would like you to learn about myself. Well, you know my name and all that, but I am twenty seven years old. I hold the title of being the youngest teacher in the University of Washington, which is this school." I hear 'whoa' and 'wow' traveling across the class. But I didn't say anything. I just stared and un-zipped my leather jacket, because it was starting to get hot in the room...or was it just me? "I am also Spanish, so I can understand the language," he continued.

"There are no rules in the class, guys, but you gotta follow my commands, no matter what!" He chuckles. The whole class was just "WHAT." I raise my hand. "Yes, Ash?" That tone again...it was so sexy.

"I would like to speak to you after class, there is something I need to talk to you about." I responded without hesitation. Val arched an eyebrow. "Quite the feisty girl, are you? I could see it in your eyes, that burning passion. But, if you insist, alright."

That was the moment. The moment when I saw it. I saw...he wasn't playing by the rules.

University Rules:
1. Follow commands at all costs.
2. Be respectful to your colleagues and professors.
3. Be organized and clean.
4. Try hard and try your best.
5. Do NOT have any love affairs with your instructor.