Locketless

Flirting? Could We Call That Flirting?

A/N: I realize I didn't really talk about a schedule, and I don't think I have a fully set one? I certainly want to try posting once a week, but I'm not sure how well it'll go. Hopefully, this is as coherent as I think it is, I just woke up to post this because I wouldn't have time later - it's my birthday today and we're going out of the house. Don't worry, we're abiding by quarantine/social distancing guidelines and all, we're just going to a drive-in theatre (so no sitting near people).

Anyway, this has minor sexual comments, and Remus (which explains that first one), and as before, this book is sprinkled - sometimes heavily - with swearing. If there's any other warning you would like me to add please just comment :)

I didn't think much of the five after getting home, they'd probably be gone soon anyway, and I doubted I'd see any of them but Patton again. Of course, I wouldn't mind looking at the other four more, but the interacting and flirting were a bit much. I was never one for flirting with others or indulging in romantic activities. This was probably because I knew it wouldn't work out; they had a soulmate or few somewhere, and I didn't have even one. It was easier to just keep romance at arm's length so I wouldn't get attached to someone I couldn't have, that would just be more un-needed cruelty to myself. By now, I was content with being alone, left to my studies and job. Unfortunately, most of my solaces in life happened to be where everything was brought down.

The next morning I got up early - as always on school days - showering in what would be scalding heat for others, and walking to my first class of the day at my college. I always walked, it didn't matter to me if my house was miles away, I wouldn't drive. No one trusted me to drive, and after a while, I stopped trusting myself as well, knowing it was best if I wasn't behind the wheel. My schedule for the day was small, having only Biology and an English class before I could go home and relax. This winding down was relegated to an hour before my shift at the diner, which I had pointedly tried to forget, a frown sinking onto my face at the thought.

Brushing off the sudden disappointment at not getting to rest, I continued on my way through campus, glancing at my phone when it buzzed. I chuckled slightly at Remy's text, typing back that I was about to be in class, so he better not get me in trouble. After hitting send I looked up, opening the door to my Bio class and freezing. We all knew that our last professor would be getting a replacement soon, but I didn't expect the formal one from the diner to be my new teacher. Yet here he was, not a hair out of place from the last time I'd seen him.

I debated turning right back around and leaving before I stepped into the room and he noticed me, but he turned right as the thought passed through my mind. He seemed just as surprised seeing me as I was to see him, eyes widening for a moment. Logan cleared his throat, straightening his tie - though it wasn't out of place - and gesturing toward the seats.

"If you would please sit, Janus."

Trying to keep the grimace from my face, I quickly strode to the back, failing at ignoring the feel of his eyes on me. Just my luck. Despite the awkward feeling when I first walked in, Logan - or Professor Berry as he said we should call him, though that wasn't much better than Logan - didn't let it affect the lecture in the slightest. He did the introductions as always was done with new classes, then jumped into it once he found where our old professor left off. It was surprisingly engaging with him teaching, though that may have been my interest in his appearance talking. Either way, the class flew by, and I was now rushing to leave before he could-

"Janus!"

And there it was. I ignored his call, hurrying away from the room and to my next class. I knew this one wouldn't be as interesting, but if it kept me from being alone in a room with him, it was good enough for now. Now I could relax - aside from taking notes - not having to deal with- OH COME ON. I watched the emo from the diner scurry in, keeping his head down and held my breath. I let it out when it looked like he wouldn't notice me, but right as I did he glanced up, stopping for a moment. We both stared at each other - for how long I don't know - until Professor Hadley clapped her hands together, both of us snapping out of it to pay attention.