Chapter 2

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y/n's pov
It's my first year teaching at university Springfield, and I confess
I'm a little bit nervous because the students I've been teaching before didn't seem interested in my classes and most of them were there just to get extra points in their grades. It's always the same, they stay until a certain period and then leave and I'm left with maybe 3 or 5 students to teach, but I'm already used to it. I still hope in this university things are different.

Monday

I woke up early this morning, it's Monday my first day at the new university, I'm so nervous that I barely had breakfast.

Will they like my classes? Will they stay? Maybe it'll be different this time. No I won't draw conclusions yet.

I arrived at the university around 7:45 so I had some time to organize myself, since the students would be arriving at 8:10.
The principal shows me my classroom and after my office, this way I could set everything in place.

It was 8:10 so I got a coffee and came back to the classroom, the students were already there all in their seats. I start doing the register with all the names the principal gave me, but there was one person missing...Natasha Romanoff. Well maybe she gave up on taking this class, it happens a lot.

It had pass 15 minutes of my lesson and I was sat in my chair watching as the students struggle to only introduce themselves in Italian, this is going to be a tough year. As the students kept introducing themselves I get up from my chair and sat at the edge of my desk folding my arms when the door suddenly opens revealing a red head girl. She must be Natasha, I didn't expected her to be this..pretty.

"I'm terribly sorry, I didn't mean to be late" she says all apologetic.

I didn't say much just nodded as a sign to her take a seat in the front right by my desk, which she did, after assuring me she won't be late again.
I carried on from where I had stopped, and I couldn't help but stare at the girl...but is she even here to actually learn? I still can't tell that, but I do can that's she's cute. I know this is not appropriate in any way, but I can't help noticing how pretty she is.
How her red hair falls perfectly as she sits, the way her nose was a little pink from the cold...she's all adorable, also she was wearing a black leather jacket, which made her look very attractive.

I stare at her for a few minutes until it's her turn to introduce herself, she seems distracted as I call her name at least three times. But after I got her attention she answered quickly without struggling. For the rest of the lesson she got distracted a few times but was participative and answered my questions without difficulty.
I noticed some quirks she has, like she would tap slightly her fingers on the table when she was thinking or maybe nervous.
She would give a little smirk when she was right. She would chew her nails when she was nervous about her answer. And she
would play with her necklace when she was focused.

Yeah you could say I spent some time watching her.

She's very distracted today I'm not sure why, but she's smart and I don't think she's here just for extra point. And she's intriguing,
for some reason I can't take my eyes off of her.

Is it wrong for me to think about her like this?

Of course it is, she's my student!

I mean would she ever be interested in me? She's probably straight...

I shouldn't even think this way, this is so wrong...
but i can't help it.

My lesson ends and I dismissed everyone "That's it for today, see you all tomorrow, be here on time" I say making sure to look at Natasha in the last part.

Everyone is leaving and Natasha and her friend I assume, do the same but I kept her behind. As her friend left I sat in my chair
and decided to tease a bit asking her if was my lesson boring and that's the first question in the day she struggles to answer. She apologies again, and I tried to keep a straight face while she talks I didn't her to think I wasn't mad because in fact I'm demanding and paying attention when I'm speaking is something l'd like you to do.

l asked a few more questions looking into her eyes, I could look at her glistening green eyes the whole day, and the way she speaks I could just kiss her soft lips.

I might be going too far now...

After I say something I looked her up and down and once I realized it I cleared my throat dismissing her before I go too far.

"See you tomorrow, don't be late!" I say before she walk away with her friend.

I went to my office to prepare tomorrow's lesson but all I think about it's her... where is this going? I can't keep thinking about
her like that, but I also can't stop.

It'll definitely be a tough year.

nat's pov
After the professor kept me in class longer and finished talking I went out and started walking with my friend.

I'm pretty sure miss Avery checked me out, didn't she?
Natasha what are you thinking she's your teacher, you made that up...

"what did she say?" she asks me.

I was so lost in my thoughts i didn't even hear her.

"mh? Oh nothing, she just said to pay more attention and don't be late again"

"are you okay? You seem lost. What are you thinking about"

"n-nothing i'm okay, really, don't worry"

she didn't seem to believe me, but she didn't say anything else, fortunately.

We arrived to our second class of the day, and the whole time, like in all the next classes, i thought about the interaction with my teacher...

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