When Worlds Collide

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

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Jasper POV

As much as I like being at Maua's centre, there is no place like home. Yesterday still fresh on my mind. I can't believe I got 'caught' like that. I'm usually better than that. After years of experiencing it, I became good at keeping it straight and quiet. Though, it's ordinarily about someone else. If on some rare occasions I do have a vision about my life, it's mostly during sleep because that's when I'm the most in-tune whit myself, with my inner core and power. During the day peoples inner turmoils, emotions spread out, for some more than others, so when I connect with a certain prominent, strong string that connected with their lives future or past I can see it. I wonder what made me see my own and right at that particular moment. Maybe Nick was right and the fight had a bigger impact on me I thought.

I wonder what I saw.

On the other hand it' better if I don't know, as much as I would like to know, especially when I make a decision that would affect my life considerably. Well, not really, more often when I meet someone and I start to really like them, I want to see if it's worth it if there is going to be a bright future between us, is it worth it to trust them enough to tell them all, tell them my secrets and that they won't stab me in the back.

But then again I don't want to know, sometimes I just want to watch the world through rose coloured glasses.

From experience, when I told some people the things I knew about their future, even if it was good, it somehow ruined the beauty, the magic. Sometimes it's better not to know. Today I had mostly meetings with the dean and the new professor, Victor Nolan, that is going to replace me. Just to give him some information and inputs about what has been done, what's still left to do and what's expected. The meeting ended quickly, prof. Nolan was swift in taking everything, especially since he has some experience. After the meeting, the two of us went to one of my classes just so that I can show him some things, tips and tricks, before classes that would come in handy especially with the system the college uses as a helping tool for both the teachers and students to send out information about classes, books, scripts, assignments, timetables, etc. And students can get in touch with the teacher with any questions, concerns. It's quite simple each class/subjects has it's own page for witch you have a code you input and everything is there, the documents, timetables, notices even a chat, similar to Facebook where every student and the teacher can talk easier than it would be through an e-mail.

Anyways it took a while for me to show him everything just because I showed him all the recent things I already put in for all of my, soon to be ex, classes. He was shown how to use the program but that was all the general things he needed to know, I showed it to him in-depth. Since it took us a while to go through everything my class started to come in and prof. Nolan wanted to stay and go through the program a little bit more to familiarize himself with it. Plus I didn't mind him being in the background especially since the first few weeks when I started to teach a senior colleague was watching my every step so I don't mind. Even though he said he wanted to get used to the program and everything a bit more, I could see he had a hidden agenda with all the black, smudged blue and red swirling around him. I know that, since he is older than me, his ego and curiosity got the best of him, as a senior colleague with more 'experience' he wanted to judge, well my style of teaching and my view on the things we were doing. Nothing new. Happens a lot but I don't care. I have more important things to think about.

in the end, I could see he had more respect for me but he still thought he was better. what do you expect from a man that takes pride in his hard work that took him to get here? with all the books he has published, awards he got he's can have the leisure of acting that way.after that, the day was quite uneventful.