So this came out to be wayyy longer than I'd intended. Also, I'm not sure if I like how it came out, and I had a few different ideas, so I'll probably end up writing a different response. You can find the full thing here, on my journal (http://emily64cooper.livejournal.com/26470.html) or read it in parts here:
On Fridays, Professor Fitz teaches his favorite class, EGL 253: American Innocence. The course runs from 9:15-10:20. He loves the class, mostly because he loves the novels he gets to cover in it. He’s also fond of the time and day, since it’s his last class before the weekend.Coincidentally, that hour comes at the same time as Aria’s free period.
He swears he didn’t plan that. (He’s lying).
Sometimes she’ll come to Hollis and sit in on his class. She’ll sneak in and beeline to the back of the room. She always changes where she sits. It’s like a game, trying to find her amongst his thirty other students. Of course, he’s certain he could recognize Aria in a classroom of three hundred. She listens intently, taking notes and asking and answering questions just like his other students. Yet he can’t help the blush that comes to his cheeks when she gives him those looks, the heat that rises when she leans forward, just far enough that he can see the very top of whatever bra she’s chosen that day.
They usually end up in his office pretty quickly after class, but she can never stay long; her day is just beginning.
Sometimes, if she can’t come in, she’ll call him before class starts. It’s those calls that make him miss teaching at Rosewood, where he could see her every day. But he knows that it’s better in the long run for him to be at Hollis, so he takes what he can get.
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EGL 253: American Innocence (Part 1)
Date: 2015-02-02 07:27 am (UTC)On Fridays, Professor Fitz teaches his favorite class, EGL 253: American Innocence. The course runs from 9:15-10:20. He loves the class, mostly because he loves the novels he gets to cover in it. He’s also fond of the time and day, since it’s his last class before the weekend.Coincidentally, that hour comes at the same time as Aria’s free period.
He swears he didn’t plan that. (He’s lying).
Sometimes she’ll come to Hollis and sit in on his class. She’ll sneak in and beeline to the back of the room. She always changes where she sits. It’s like a game, trying to find her amongst his thirty other students. Of course, he’s certain he could recognize Aria in a classroom of three hundred. She listens intently, taking notes and asking and answering questions just like his other students. Yet he can’t help the blush that comes to his cheeks when she gives him those looks, the heat that rises when she leans forward, just far enough that he can see the very top of whatever bra she’s chosen that day.
They usually end up in his office pretty quickly after class, but she can never stay long; her day is just beginning.
Sometimes, if she can’t come in, she’ll call him before class starts. It’s those calls that make him miss teaching at Rosewood, where he could see her every day. But he knows that it’s better in the long run for him to be at Hollis, so he takes what he can get.