The New Professor

•First Day •

Charlotte's POV
It's only 7:00 and I'm already out of bed and about to walk out the door. This morning has been horribly busy, and I haven't even gotten to school yet. See, this is my fourth and final year in college, and I'm focused on graduating. It's been stressing me out a lot lately because I don't think I'm ready to be a real adult yet. My fingers are crossed that the professors aren't too hard on us for the first few days, but all I can do is hope for the best.
I hop into my car and turn it on. If everything goes smoothly, I should get to school with a few minutes to spare. Perfect! The radio was already on and playing one of my favorite songs, Matilda by Alt-J, so I sing along as I drive. In no time I reach the parking lot and turn my car off. The weather is unusually cold for August in Massachusetts, which I'm not prepared for; my outfit made that very apparent. Unfortunately, my jacket was left somewhere on the floor of my apartment. On the way to my first class, I meet up with my best friend of five years, Margaret, and we compare schedules. With only one class together, we go our separate ways, slightly disappointed.
        After my first two classes, Stagecraft and English, I'm already exhausted so I saunter to the cafeteria to grab something to eat before my photography class. I buy a ham sandwich and take it outside to scroll through Twitter while I eat. 'It has to be 40 goddamn degrees out here' I think to myself as I sit on the grass, shivering and cursing myself for not checking the weather before I left the house. It's almost time for me to go my next class when I overhear a conversation between three girls standing a few feet away. "Do either of you have photography this year? We have a new professor that took over for Mr. Carmen, and he's so hot!" exclaimed one of the girls excitedly to the rest of the group. I rolled my eyes at how obnoxious they were being; going batshit over some guy they don't even know. But for some odd reason, I found myself intrigued.
      I brushed off my thoughts as I gathered my things to walk to the new professor's class. 'He can't be THAT good looking...can he? I mean, who knows how old he is, and he could be a total asshole for all we know', I thought as my curiosity slowly creeped back into my mind. I must have been a bit early because the door was closed and all of the lights in the room were off, so I just pulled out my phone while I waited. Eventually the sound of footsteps approaching caught my attention and when I looked up, my eyes were met with a very attractive man who looked to be about 40 years old.
      "Good afternoon, I'm terribly sorry to have kept you waiting", the man said while he unlocked the door. "My name is Professor Depp and I'm going to be your photography teacher this year. What's your name?"
      "My name is Charlotte", I replied, trying not to make it obvious that I thought he was totally handsome. I swore to myself I wouldn't be like those girls.
     "It's very nice to meet you, Charlotte. Well, it looks like you're the first one here so you can sit wherever you like." He smiled at me as he put his stuff on his desk.
      "It's nice to meet you too, Mr. Depp." I smiled back and sat down at a table in the middle of the room. I pulled out my camera as a few more students wandered into the room. By the time class started, there were about 30 of us and Mr. Depp stood up to introduce himself. His voice was so nice to listen to, and I started getting distracted by how good he looked. He went over what we're going to be learning the first few weeks and showed us some of his photography. There was about 20 minutes of class left, but he was finished talking so he let us go early. I got up and threw my backpack over my shoulder.
"Have a wonderful day, Charlotte", Mr. Depp says as I'm about to walk out the door.
"You too, Mr. Depp!" I chirp back. This all feels so strange; I never expected to have a crush on my teacher, especially not one that's twice my age or so I'm guessing. But here we are. After my last two classes, I walk back to my car and drive home. I've had a long day and I still have a bit of homework to do. As soon as I get home, I change into pajamas and sit down to do my homework. I finished most of it, but I kept getting distracted by thoughts of the new professor that were buzzing around in my head.

A.N.: I really hope y'all enjoy the story! If there are any mistakes that I didn't catch, please let me know so I can fix them! :))