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Mr Collins instructs after he's finished his angry typing. “Reading what?” I ask. “That,” he points to a book that's on the couch where Theo had been sitting moments before. “What the…” I start to ask, then shake my head, “Right away, Professor Dumbledor,” I snark, picking up the book as he leaves the office. The book looks like a modern school textbook, but the title, ‘The Spark’ has me turning to the first page eagerly to finally get some freaking answers!

“Learning about psychology is really tough and demanding. You should learn directly from specialists rather than reading books that provide limited knowledge without being able to explain it in depth.” Poppy furrowed her eyes when she noticed the stack of books on the table. Her cheeks flushed as she read each title. “So why are you bringing romance novels... and mature genres like this? I don't want to read them.” Donna nodded and sighed, as if she knew Poppy's feelings. “Madam...” she spoke calmly, “I chose novels with components of human psychology to make learning easier.” Poppy's eyes narrowed in suspicion. “Is there such a thing?”

2 XAVIER I thank whatever fucking god that all of these idiots are finally done with this class. I have taught English literature for three years now. Each year has been a different experience for me. The first year was by far the best. I was a new professor. Twenty three years old. I was so excited for my first real year teaching. I was excited to prove to the world that I didn't get the job just because my father is the dean. At the start of my first year of teaching, I was the shiny new toy. All of my students loved me, and seemed to love my teachings.

He lifts up the book to show me. THE NORTON ANTHOLOGY OF ENGLISH LITERATURE. Vol. 1 Shit. Now that I’m taking a better look at him, he looks older. His coat definitely doesn’t look like one a student can afford. I’m supposed to start a new course next week. What if this is some movie-type situation and I just creeped my professor out by sniffing him like a dog? He’s going to see me in class and everything will be awkward. Oh wow, Elowen. Just wow.

“I already told you.” “Fuck, man! I wish I had it, too,” Ben says. “Who else has it? Mariah Carey? Mozart?” Lora’s chin rests on her palm. “But isn’t the professor amazing? He figured it out after only listening to you once. How does he do it?” “Because he has it too,” Kristoff says proudly. A gleam in his eyes expresses his admiration for the professor. “Really?” I say breathlessly. He nods. “You can ask him about it later.”

Probably because I and David are closest to the front. "We talked on the qualities of a good book" I said and he smiled in appreciation. "That said, I urge you all to the get the novel, Romeo and Juliet" he said raising a book up for all of us to see. "I thought it was midsummer night dream this semester?" I asked David. That's what the scheme said. "He is the professor' David shrug and I looked ahead. "My name is Jacob Astor. You can all call me Prof. Astor. " the new Professor said before turning to the board and writing literature.

Leo is downstairs and dressed in his usual leather jacket style, you would think twenty two years old man won’t want anything to do with his fifteen year old self, but he is the Same, just in a harder and taller body. My professor is sitting alone, nursing an Americano. He looks calm and composed, like we didn’t just have a leg shaking make out session on the stairs. Just seeing him got me excited. My body remembering how his hands kneaded my ass with perfection. I shivered again. This time with want. I wonder if I will ever stop wanting him. “I’m ready.” “Finally.” Cecilia groans. I keep my eyes on my professor who sat so still you’d think he was a statue.

Wasting so much time for something you already know? The professor looked in the classroom and saw Elizabeth reading from the textbook he gave to all the students. “Would you do the s-s-same?” the professor asked the girl. “I wouldn't swallow it. In any case,” the girl said making a face at the thought she should swallow a mouse.

We spent class working on the assignments and as I was leaving the professor stopped me to say, “You did a very nice job today, Judy.” She spoke slowly like she was speaking to a child. I frowned. “Uh, thanks Miss Prescott,” I said, my brows furrowed together. I quickly left the room and went into my next college reading class. This was one of my favorite classes besides my combat, shifting, and defense courses. The professor gave us a book to read, and we pretty much just journaled about it the entire class. We finally finished our last book and were supposed to receive a new book today.