This chapter holds the return of bathroom guy :P
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Chapter 4: Rivers and Waters
The following day was spent making preparations for the first day back to college. I had some tough courses, like chemistry and biology, and some fluff courses like stress management and yoga, to fulfill my athletic requirements.
My only saving grace was that I had talked Nash into taking the athletics classes with me, as well as the chemistry class. He needed more credits in science, so chemistry was the winner.
Mira was in our psychology class about human sexuality. It was a ridiculous choice, but Mira begged us to take it with her. She was a psychology major and needed extra credits in the subject. It really didn't matter that much to me, it's not like I was a prude.
I only hoped that we wouldn't be watching pornos all class long. How uncomfortable would that be? Twenty horny 18 -22 year olds watching porn with some sweaty, fat old geezer of a professor, was not my idea of a good time.
Mira and I hit up the mall to get our back to school outfits. Nash stayed home because although fashion was his thing, shopping was not. No, he isn't gay, but he had a great sense of style. Of course, he was incredibly hot so he could look fashionable in a paper sack.
I picked out a short jean skirt that came to mid thigh and a see through black top and a purple tank to go underneath. Mira, being the eternal slut, picked out a very tight, although flattering, and very short, just under the butt, red dress. Oh Mira, when will you learn that you don't have to try so hard? You are gorgeous!
After our shopping excursion, we went back to the apartment to get together some last minute items for school. I was glad to be in the new place. It was much roomier than my old apartment. It had three bedrooms, one for each of us, and a large eat-in kitchen and living room. My old place was small with a single bedroom. It was cozy and had character. I used the money I had saved to pay for the rent and it was very homey.
This new place was paid for by my parents, well my portion was anyway. After I left Soren and got a restraining order against him, I had no choice but to tell my parents the truth. They felt terrible that they never saw the real Soren and practically forced me into marrying him. Serves them right! They should have paid more attention to me and actually listened to my objections.
The product of their guilt was this awesome apartment. Mr. Anderson, our family lawyer, set the whole thing up on the down low, so it would not be traced back to my parents or myself. Just one less thing to worry about where Soren was concerned.
Had he really found me? I wasn't certain that it was true. Yes, he was rich and powerful, but he didn't have everyone in his back pocket. My dad had connections too. I hoped I was safe here, at least for a little while longer. I really loved living with Nash and Mira and I would hate to think that it could all go to shit because of my asshole ex-fiancé.
I snuggled into bed after saying good night and was off to dreamland. Once again, the star of my dreams was none other than bathroom guy, Fenix. A part of me wished I had gotten his number, or could see him again. But another part felt our meeting was perfect, so anonymous and intense. I doubt that if we ever met again, it be anywhere near the same.
"So, that yoga class was awesome!" Nash commented while we walked toward our psych class across campus. Mira would meet us there just before class.
"You only think it was awesome because there were only two guys in the class and the other one was clearly gay." I responded with a laugh. Leave it to Nash to be the only hot guy in a class full of girls wearing hardly any clothes and writhing around on the floor.
"Damn straight! Why do you think I didn't argue about this class? Did you see all the tight, hot pieces of ass in there?" He replied with a sexy smile and a satisfied look.
"Maybe you don't need this sex class so soon after getting a boner from yoga. I mean, that has got to be embarrassing." I said while gesturing to the obvious bulge in his pants. He didn't seem to mind in the slightest. Nash wasn't one to embarrass easily. In fact, I think he was proud of his manhood and its ability to stand at attention.
"Don't be jealous Jade. You get to look at all my sexiness too." He responded with a smirk. Who is he kidding? I have seen him naked more times than a hooker has seen the back seat of a car.
"I can see you naked anytime I want sexy boy, and you would never turn me down either." I commented as I walked up to Mira who was waiting outside the classroom door.
"Hey guys, ready for some sex stuff? I wonder if this guy can teach us something we don't already know?" Mira asked with a true air of wonder. If there was sex stuff that she didn't already know, I would bite off my own foot!
"Whatever, let's just go get creeped out by our old and pervy professor." I announced while making my way inside and finding three seats at the back of the class.
We were deep in conversation, waiting for class to begin when the teacher entered and starting introducing himself. I didn't bother to look up because I was pretty sure I would be disgusted by the sight of a balding fatty drooling over a bunch of cute young students.
"Hello class. This is the Psychology of Human Sexuality and I am your professor, Jackson Rivers. You may call me Jack or Professor Rivers, which ever you prefer." He announced. I heard movement and the shuffling of papers. Whatever, I was too interested in the story Carly was telling me about her weekend. She got into a huge fight with her boyfriend Drew.
"These are your course outlines and I won't give you another copy, so please don't lose them. Also you need to get the approved text from the bookstore. It's called 'Sex and Society'. Now, I'll take attendance. Please raise your hand and when I call your name, tell me what you wish to be called." Prof. Rivers stated in a calm and business-like manner. I will admit his voice sounded young and tempting, also oddly familiar.
A few minutes passed and I was thoroughly engrossed in Carly's story. Apparently she caught Drew making out with her sister in her own closet. Weird. If you were going to make out with your girlfriend's sister, wouldn't you pick a better hiding spot than her closet? It's not like she is never going to open the door and look in there. Stupid Drew!
"Jade, is that..." Mira whispered and hit my arm. She motioned to the front of the room and before she could finish, my name was called by the professor.
"Jadalyn Waters?" He sounded exasperated. Was it because he had been calling my name and I ignored him, or because I was the last name on the list and it was a long list?
"Here, and call me Jade." I responded with a raised hand then turned my head reluctantly to greet my creep of a professor.
When I did, I about shit my pants. Standing in the front of the class was a tall, well built young man. He was lightly tanned with messy black hair and the lightest, ice blue eyes I had ever seen.
Hot damn! My professor was bathroom guy. Fuck my life!
What have I done and what am I going to do now?
"Is your name Jadalyn?" He questioned with a disbelieving look in his eyes.
"Um... yes, it is. I'm Jadalyn Waters." I replied in a small voice. Maybe he didn't recognize me, or maybe he didn't remember who I was. Let's hope so, because this could be very embarrassing for me. Mira gave me a sympathetic, yet slightly panicked look. Was she thinking what I was thinking?
"Really? You look more like an... Ashley to me." He replied with a scowl then turned his attention to the rest of the class. Whatever!
We went over the course outline for about a half an hour, then he proceeded to talk about the class and what we would be learning this semester. I dreaded every word that came out of his mouth. For some reason, I felt very guilty and mostly dirty. More like a dirty whore than a well respected student with a 4.0.
"I can't believe it Jade, bathroom guy is Prof. Rivers!" Mira whispered, but it came out more of a hushed yell. Nash whipped his head to the side and peered over from beside me.
"Are you fucking kidding me? That is bathroom guy?" He also yelled in a hush, gesturing to the front of the room where Mr. Rivers stood in all his glory.
"Shut the hell up you guys before you draw attention to me." I yelled, not so much whispered. Shit, there was no way the whole class did not hear that.
"Is there a problem Miss Waters?" He asked with narrowed eyebrows. His voice was annoyed. Perhaps he didn't like being interrupted, or it could be the fact that he didn't like being lied to.
"There is no problem Prof. Rivers. I'm very sorry for the interruption." I stated in a sweet voice while I glared at first Mira, then Nash.
"Rivers and Waters, that's just so ...wet." Carly commented and the entire class busted out in laughter. Well, all except myself and Prof. Rivers.
"See me after class Miss Waters." He responded then continued on with his lecture. After the bell rang I quickly grabbed my books and ran for the door. I didn't even wait for Nash or Mira, which I was sure they would be pissed about. I almost made it out the door when I heard my name being called in that calm, business-like voice. Shit!
"Miss Waters, I believe I asked you to see me after class." He stated. I sighed and sulked over toward the desk in the front of the room. Nash and Mira passed by me, throwing me an anxious glance. I knew they would be waiting for me as soon as I left the room.
"Did you need something Mr. Rivers?" I asked, sounding a little annoyed. I didn't want to speak to him, let alone be alone with him. This was so embarrassing, not to mention degrading.
"Please, call me Jack or Prof. Rivers. Mr. Rivers is my father." He responded with a forced smile.
"Really? Because you look more like a Fenix to me, not a Jack." A jack-ass would be more precise. He doesn't have to look so smug about this whole situation.
"And you clearly are not an Ashley. People named Ashley are prim and proper, sweet and innocent. Things you certainly are not." He responded smugly. He must have been so proud of himself for that dig.
"I didn't lie to you." I responded to his unspoken accusation. If there's one thing I hate, it is people falsely accusing me.
"Then why did you tell me your name is Ashley?" He retorted, growing more irritated by the minute.
"Because it is Ashley, it's my middle name. Why did you tell me your name was Fenix?" I replied with a hint of annoyance showing in my voice.
"Because it is Fenix. It's my middle name." He stated plainly.
I could see that this wasn't going to be easy, this messed up relationship we had. He was my professor and I slept with him in the men's room at a club. What the hell was wrong with me? Could I have picked a worse person? Now this is going to be awkward and complicated.
"Now that this is settled, I suggest that we forget about everything that happened. I'm a professor and you are my student. That is all there is to it, understand?" He announced with yet another forced smile. Was I really that awful to be around that he forced himself to smile at me? Or was it the fact that he was ashamed that he slept with a student? I guess it could be either.
"Sure whatever, It's not like it was a big deal anyway." I mumbled and began to walk out the door but his words stopped me.
"Jadalyn, please tell your friends to stop calling me bathroom guy, it's degrading." He commented. After a brief second of wordlessness, I resumed my stride and made my way to where Mira and Nash eagerly awaited to start the inquisition.
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What do you think? Who saw that one coming? I know... it's a teacher /student thing... but it will be different, I promise!
In case you are wondering, there was an actual class like this at my college! I never took it though, because the prof looked like a creepy old perv!!
PLEASE COMMENT & VOTE... the next chap is about the mysterious soren.