Professor Garlick Mod Mga Nobela at Kwento

"You look tired. That new professor is giving you trouble already?" Juliet froze for half a second, then forced a laugh. "No. He's fine. Just that he's... intense." "Intense how?" Lila asked, raising one eyebrow. Juliet slipped into the silver corset that barely covered anything. "He stared at me the whole lecture, asked me to stay after class. But othing big happened." Lila grinned. "Sounds like he likes what he sees. You should be careful because Professors can be trouble."

She was treating me like I was just another task to complete. And for the first time in my life, being ignored by a girl actually hurt. The door creaked open, and in walked Professor Garrick—our “distinguished educator of werewolf diplomacy”, which really meant: expert in being long-winded and allergic to humor. “Good morning, Young Master Marcus,” he said, already pulling out a thick stack of parchment like he was about to cast a spell with it. “Today, we begin with Pack Legacy Charters, and the lineage of—”

Any hints of seduction stopped from that point on. Or, at least, the more obvious hints stopped. I still got the stares. I still got the promiscuous flirting. Especially from fucking allison vaughn. Thank god she's out of my class. Finally, “Mr. Keller, may I stay after class to speak to you about the assignment?” Elizabeth Garner, one of Allison's friends, asks me, standing from her seat as the rest of the class begins to pack their bags. “What assignment, Lizzy?” Allison asks her, arms crossed and flames practically coming out of her ears as she stares at her friend in anger.