A professor, his brother and a broken omega | Riay

Chapter one

Ray's POV
                I had just started cosmetology school, so I could become a hairdresser and stylist. I've been waiting for this day for years. However, I can't help but be nervous. I had gotten ready in my dorm and did my hair in a half-up, half-down style with my red flower hair clip. I looked in my full-length mirror and saw my whole outfit.

 I was wearing a gothic red corset, with a red and black skirt and black fishnets with pentagrams on them. I looked over to my shoes and grabbed my red and black platforms and put them on. After I had finished getting ready I went to leave and grabbed my black zip-up sweatshirt, then left my dorm heading towards my first class of the day.

When I got to my first class it was English. I looked around, took a seat in the back and got out my sketchbook and started drawing some outfits. After around five minutes everyone else started coming into the classroom and I looked up and watched a few people come in then went back to drawing. After another five minutes, the professor walked in. I looked up and made eye contact with him. I looked away and put my book away. 

I heard him say his name was Mr. Storm, and then I got out my notebook and started taking small notes on things. I also found myself spacing out slightly, staring at the professor. After the lecture, we had quiet work time with some get to know me sheets. I filled the sheets out and while I was filling them out I could sense someone staring at me. So I looked up and saw the professor staring at me. I made eye contact with him and saw him blush softly and look away, I giggled quietly and continued my sheet.

After the class was over I went up and put my papers in the turn-in spot and was about to walk out when the professor called my name. I turned around and looked at him

"Yes, Mr. Storm?" I asked him

"You are doing well in class so far," he said secretly looking you up and down, "I'm sure you gonna make it in your line of work"

"Thank you, sir," I say, questioning slightly why he asked me to stay back to tell me that. "Is there anything else?"

He shook his head to dismiss her. There was something else he just wasn't gonna say it yet.

I nodded at the professor and walked to my next class. As I was in my next class I couldn't stop thinking about how the professor's hair was slightly in his face at times and the way he was dressed. I soon zoned out only to be brought back into reality by the person next to me tapping me. I looked over at the person.

"Yes?" I asked confused.

"You zoned out and the professor asked you a question." the person said. I could tell by the way the person was dressed and the vibe they gave off that they were male and a player.

"Thank you," I said and looked up at the professor. "What was the question, ma'am?" I asked and the class continued like normal.

After classes, I went out and sat under a tree in the front courtyard at the Academy and started drawing in my book. I didn't realize at first what I was drawing till halfway through the drawing. I realized I was drawing the professor and I also realized I was being watched. I just couldn't tell by whom.

?? pov

I watched as the girl from my second class walked over to the courtyard and sat under a tree. I walked over to a picnic table and sat down that was thankfully out of her view of the site. I watched her draw for a while then followed her to her dorm house. I watched her walk into the dorm house only to realize it was the same dorm house as me and my friends. I went to my dorm with my roommate. I walked in and started talking about the girl I saw, to him.

A professor's POV

I was grading paperwork for my classes when I watched as one of my co-workers walked past, I watched him walk past and then saw a young female student following him. I walked out and followed them both. The student seemed to notice me right away meanwhile my co-worker didn't seem to notice either of us. Me and the student continued to follow him. After a while, the student looked at me.

"Go talk to him so I can come out and ask for help with something," the student said. I was about to protest when I thought it through and went over to him.

"Hello Mr. Storm," I said to my co-worker. Stopping him from leaving the building.

"Hi?" he looked at her, moving his hair out of his face, it radiating an annoyed look.

"I was gonna ask you if you knew about the professor get-together?" I asked him slightly, panicking.

He sighed, "asked Gina, not me," he said his voice radiating annoyance, by now the school should know he never goes or even reads those emails.

I looked away panicking slightly as I also watched the student come over to me and him "yes?" i asked the student

"Um.. Mr. storm can you help me with something?" the student asked.

"What do you need?" he asked, turning to the student being slightly softer with tone, then the teacher.

"Um... I need help with some English homework you gave us.." said nervously.

He'd nods, "alright let's head back to my classroom I'll help you"

"T-thank you" the girl asked as she started to walk towards his classroom.

He follows the girl to his room, it's clear his colleagues won't really do anything of his liking, and majorly annoyances.

The female student pov

After me and Mr. Storm walked back into his classroom. After we both went over to his desk and he sat down I sat onto his lap facing him and looking him in the eyes. I started to grind on him while I started to kiss his neck.

He freaked out and pushed me off, "what the fuck? That isn't 'doing English' it's attempting and sucking at seducing my teacher" he growled looking down at me as he stood towering over me. I whine softly and look up at him.

"I have no idea what you're trying to say, I'm trying to do," I said with an innocent look.

"That's assault Samantha" he glared at me and pointed out of the classroom, "out and to the headmasters office NOW"

I let out a whine and got up walking to the headmasters office. As I'm walking to the office I see professor grander. She looked at me with worry and nervously.

"What happened?" she asked as she followed me to the office. I looked at her. "I got thrown off of him and sent to the headmaster's office." She looked at me in shock. "Oh" I walked into the office and sat down then after a few minutes Mr. Storm came into the office with Ms. Grander.

He crossed his arms giving the headmaster a look, the look the headmaster knew all too well, as the 'she assaulted someone' as he's been here too many times for this reason throughout the years. "Take a guess why I'm here this time" he sighed in annoyance, discomfort.

The headmaster sighed and looked at Samantha. "What did you do?" he asked in a stern tone. I looked away and didn't say anything. ""

"Hint I'm normally here due to assault or sexual assault cases. It's one of those again" he grumbled under his voice.

The headmaster looked at the girl. "Tell me now, and you won't face as many charges." I looked at him in shock and fear while staying quiet still. Then Ms. grander spoke up "I have an idea of what happened." She explains what happened because Samantha told her what she was gonna do beforehand. I was looking away from them while mumbling "why'd you backstab me?" to Ms. grander.

The headmaster sighs again and looks at Samantha. "Due to you being unwilling to say what happened and for trying to force Mr. Storm into something you are hereby expelled from this academy. " I looked at the headmaster. "WHAT?!" I yelled out as I stood up from my seat.

"This school takes assault and sexual assault cases seriously Samantha" he said before turning to leave the room, the dean watched him in a simping way.

Narrator pov

The headmaster had to have a security escort to have Samantha out of the academy.