Eyes For You- Elvis Presley Fanfiction (Discontinued)

Call Me Elvis

Claire was driving her car to campus for her first day of the new semester, her senior semester. She had put a lot of planning over break as to how she was going to conquer her classes with lots of hard work and studying. She didn't want to flunk out of college like her older brother and sister who honestly didn't even try when they attended college. Claire was an average height skinny girl with light straight brown hair that went a little past her shoulders, her warm chocolate brown eyes expressed her innocence quiet easily. For today she wore a baggy mint green sweatshirt and snow white capris with a used pair of tennis shoes she had owned for the past three years. She didn't feel a need to be dressed up for her first day of her senior semester

She parked in her parking space and turned off the car before grabbing her books from the passenger seat, climbing out and locking the car. She hurried off to her first class which was Literature. Most students didn't take the class due to how hard of a class it was and only those who didn't have a social life and always had their noses in a book passed

She made it with a few minutes to spare and sat towards the back of the classroom, setting her books down onto her desk and opening a notebook to a blank page with her pencil ready. The bell rang and all the other students quieted down at the Professor entering the room

He wore a light pink button down shirt with form fitting black trousers that complimented his figure nicely, black socks and loafers snug securely on his feet. The Professor was quite young, at least in his twenties. His jet black hair was well kept and combed back, not a single blemish on his perfectly symmetrical face, and those piercing blue eyes were enough to set your soul on fire. "Mornin' class. Let's get started, shall we? You may call me Mr. Presley and nothing more." His voice was unlike any other she's come to known. Deep, sexy, southern

"I don't expect a lot of you to pass this class so you better pay attention and take lots of notes. I don't like to repeat myself so whatever you hear me say, I won't say it a second time. If you're late to my class, I will mark you absent. If you eat or sleep in my class, I will kick you out." He projected his voice loud for all to hear, his eyes skimming over the students slowly as he walked up and down each row of desks like a prison guard patrolling the cell blocks

Claire held her breath when he stopped to the right of her, examining the twenty year old girl intensely. She didn't dare make eye contact with him. It was a small sigh of relief when he continued on his way after a long two minutes though he stayed at the back of the classroom which was completely nerve wracking

He lectured the class for a little while longer before he showed the students a powerpoint he had prepared about what to expect when he gave out assignments, what he looked for in essays and what he had planned out for the next few weeks

Everyone watched him closely when Mr. Presley strode back to the front of the classroom to his desk and turned around, resting a hand on a stack of books. "Take one of these before you leave. It's your first assignment of the semester. Write a six page essay on the first two chapters of The Great Gatsby and explain what the characters motives and intentions are and why. We'll discuss it more once I have graded your essays. Have them finished by Wednesday. No exceptions."

Two days to write a juicy six page essay?! He's insane! What does he think this is, Harvard?

Claire got up with her fellow classmates at hearing the bell ring, indicating that the class was over. She gathered up her things and walked to the door after grabbing a book from the large stack when she stopped in the doorway at hearing the Professor call out her name, some of the students snickering and what not at that for it meant one was usually in trouble. She made her way over to his desk where he was sitting in his chair and looked at her, eyebrows slightly furrowed and his deep set eyes staring into her gentle brown orbs