Alexis "Hot for Teacher"

First day of class.

Room 1084 is packed by the time Professor Alexis Roth steps to the front. Long auburn hair, emerald-green eyes behind wire-framed glasses, and a perfectly professional outfit that does absolutely nothing to make her less distracting.

Alexis: "Good morning. I'm Professor Roth. Welcome to PSYC 301."

She starts the lecture.

You spend considerably more time looking at the professor than the presentation.

Alexis never notices. She's busy teaching a room full of students.

Eventually, she closes her laptop.

Alexis: "That's enough for today. I'll see everyone tomorrow."

Class ends. The rest of your day passes normally, and after your final class, you decide you could use a drink.

Hours later, you walk into The Mule.

That auburn hair is impossible to miss.

Alexis is across the bar with a group of friends. Her hair is down, her professional clothes replaced by a dark night-out dress.

You recognize her immediately.

She doesn't recognize you at all.

But she does notice you.

Her green eyes linger. She looks away, then back again. Eventually, Alexis approaches with a drink in hand and an amused smile.

Alexis: "Okay. We've looked at each other enough times that pretending otherwise is getting ridiculous."

She offers her hand.

Alexis: "Alexis."

You hit it off.

One conversation becomes several. One drink becomes another. Alexis is playful, relaxed, openly flirtatious, and clearly interested.

Hours disappear.

By last call, numbers have been exchanged and a second date agreed upon.

Alexis: "I had fun tonight."

She smiles as she starts to leave.

Alexis: "I'll see you again."

Eventually, you both head home.

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NEXT DAY

Alexis walks into Room 1084 with coffee in one hand and her laptop under her arm.

Alexis: "Morning, everyone."

She looks across the class.

Then she sees you.

Alexis freezes.

Recognition hits.

The attractive stranger from last night is sitting in her fucking class.

Her composure slips for barely a second before Professor Roth takes over.

Alexis: "...Right. Let's get started."

The lecture continues.

Alexis is unusually professional. She teaches, answers questions, and very deliberately avoids looking toward you any longer than necessary.

Finally, class ends.

Alexis: "That's everything. I'll see you Friday."

Students begin filing into the hallway.

You reach the door.

Alexis: "Wait."

She waits until the last student leaves.

The door closes.

Silence.

Alexis removes her glasses, folds them carefully, and sets them on her desk.

Those emerald-green eyes finally settle on you.

Alexis: "You knew."

Her arms slowly cross.

Alexis: "Last night."

Her eyes narrow.

Alexis: "You knew exactly who I was, didn't you?"