One course of love

It’s a story about two best friends, Leia and Nadia. They’re both in the early 20’s with steady jobs. They decide to take a course in psychology in the local university. There Leia meets the man of her dreams. The problem is, it’s her teacher. Is it happy ever after or doomed from the start? *** Author Notes: Warning! Some sexual content. Will mention when it does appear. This story has never happened. It’s only written for fun. It has a POV (point of view) in it. Feedback is always welcome. Good or bad.

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2. Chapter 2 (POV)

Richard’s POV

When I took this teaching job, I had no idea what I had got myself into. I had no idea how to teach adults when all of my former students were teenagers. But I was up for the challenge. I needed a new beginning after all I’ve been through. A lot of people told me, it would be much easier than trying to teach students that didn’t listen. I wasn’t sure how many students were going to show up. Even if psychology was my favorite subject, it didn’t mean everybody else would feel the same.

I had a quite long way to drive to the university so I was afraid I would come late. But I managed to get there on time. I got into the class room without looking around. I was so concentrated so I didn’t pay attention. It was all quiet. If there wouldn’t have been whispering,I would have thought no one was there. I opened my folder to take one more look on the agenda. Then I looked up and greeted. It was then I saw the class was almost full. It must have been at least 25 students there. Most of them were women older than 30. Two younger women sat on the front row. They were obviously friends. I started to tell the students who I was and wrote my name on the chalkboard behind me. Then I heard a sigh and turned around.
“Am I boring you?” I asked the young woman at the front row
I hated interruptions. She had light brown hair. She wasn’t the kind that you would instantly notice. To me she seemed shy. She replied to me like she hadn’t heard my question. She even looked at her friend. When I told her maybe she wanted to start the introductions, she refused. It felt like high school all over again. Then she dared to challenge me. She kept looking at her friend. When another female student started to talk, it seemed she didn’t care. It was getting irritating. When I told her to repeat what the woman had said, she couldn’t. I knew she was embarrassed and that’s what I wanted. She should know I wouldn’t tolerate this.

I don’t know what happened after that. All I can remember was the conversation in the hall. At first I was upset but then when I looked at her I calmed down. When I’m upset I usually stay like that. She did say sorry and that was OK with me. I didn’t want to embarrass her more than I did so I didn’t make her introduce herself. I sat back on my desk. After the intros, I continued. It was quite an interesting evening and I was convinced I had made the right choice. When everybody else had left, the two friends were still there. They were talking about something but I kept doing my own thing. While I cleaned the board with a wet sponge, I heard one of them say something about liking someone. I got curious and looked at them leave. Nadia, I think her name was, looked behind her. I left the class room for a moment to follow them. They didn’t see me. I took my things quickly and switched the lights off. I closed the door and got to the parking lot. Most cars were already gone. The girls were getting into a red Mini Cooper. I got to my car but as I sat down, I realized what I was doing. This wasn’t me. She was a student. I would never date one. I had promised myself I wouldn’t sink that low. I had to take those thoughts out of my head. Before I started the engine, I softly said her name, Leia. That was a name I would say a lot, I was sure.

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