Persuade Me (Student/Teacher Relationship)

'Cause That Doesn't Make Me A Hypocrite At All

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Christy’s POV

‘Head up, shoulders back,’ I chanted in my mind in a seemingly unending cycle.

I could do this. I could totally do this.

Straightening my spine I grabbed the doorknob and let myself in. Scanning my surroundings, I felt a mixture of relief and disappointment at the empty room laid out before me.

So I hadn’t been looking forward to having to apologize to Leslie but I had kind of wanted to get it over with. I wanted my best friend back.

Hopefully I hadn’t chased her away with my extreme bitchiness.

Squeezing my eyes shut I allowed my shoulders to slump as I recalled our last conversation.  What the hell was my problem? I had never lashed out at her like that before and she didn’t deserve it.

Who cares if she liked to have fun and sleep around? She was my best friend and had earned that position because she had always been there for me.

I was such a crap friend.

Setting my bags next to my bed I did a face plant into my pillow. Rolling to my side feeling defeated, I caught a glimpse of a piece of paper propped up on my bedside table.

Reaching out I grabbed it and couldn’t stop a smile from forming when I saw Leslie’s handwriting looping across the paper. As I scanned her words I felt the smile on my face broaden to full out grin.

Christy~

So, what you said was beyond psycho bitchy…but since Mr. ‘Hot Ass Professor I’d Like to Fuck’ dumped you, I guess it can be forgiven. I’d be moping too if I were you. Hell, who wouldn’t be? He is one fine piece of ass! If you didn’t have the hot’s for him so bad I’d totally be hitting that. But since you do, I’ll regretfully decline from hitting on him…too much at least. ;)  I love you and can’t wait for you to get back!

~Leslie <3

Placing the note back on my nightstand, I hopped out of bed and pulled my phone out of my pocket quickly pulling up her contact information and sending her a text saying I was back. As I waited impatiently for her reply my mind drifted to my ‘Hot Ass Professor Who I HAD Fucked’ and how I was going to handle seeing him for the first time in a week.

The only real option was to go back to how everything was before and try to forget that we had ever happened at all. I would be his reluctant student and he would be the asshole professor he’s always been.

I knew that wasn’t completely fair of me, but screw it. He had hurt me. He had allowed me to think that we could work before dropping me like I was nothing.

Hell, he hadn’t even tried to come after me or talk to me to give me any bullshit ‘it’s me not you’ lines.

Feeling my phone vibrate it broke me from my musings as I saw a text from Leslie proclaiming she was on her way and not to move my fit ass one inch.

Smiling at her complete and utter disregard for being even the slightest bit ladylike, I sent back a reply stating that my fit ass wouldn’t budge an inch and that her's had better work double time to get here.