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She took one last look in the mirror hanging on her door. Her raven hair was curled into a side ponytail. Her deep brown eyes held a spark of excitement. "I can do this," she said out loud. Checking her watch, she smiled again at her reflection before leaving her small dorm room. She walked across the street into a large gray building. The door to the lecture hall was propped open. She casually slowed down, craning her neck to count the students in the room and nervously checking her watch again. Class started in five minutes and only 25 students were inside. She bit her lip and stood outside the classroom, debating with herself whether to go in or not.

"Callie!" she heard from down the hall. She looked up to see Addison Montgomery's fiery red hair blazing a trail toward her. Callie broke into a smile at the sight of her best friend. The two had been roommates through all four years of undergrad at Princeton and had applied to Dartmouth together for med school. They had celebrated their joint acceptance with a night of dancing and karaoke at their favorite bar before parting ways for the summer. Despite their close friendship, they had decided to be suitemates this year, with Callie opting for a single dorm room. Addison's party habits had distracted her through most of the last four years and she wanted to focus harder this year. If she was going to become an amazing doctor, she knew she needed to work at it.

The two embraced outside of the classroom. Due to Addison's late move in, they hadn't seen each other yet.

"Addie! You look amazing! What the hell did you do this summer?" Callie asked, admiring her best friend.

Addison twirled jokingly for her. "Do you want their names?" the red head replied with a wink. Callie scoffed and smiled at her best friend.

"You little slut!" she teased. Addison only bit her lip and winked again. The girls lightly punched each other before turning to head into the room, now with only one minute to spare.

They took seats in the fifth row on Callie's call. She had always been told that a lecture class felt much smaller if you sat close to the front. She pulled out her blue MacBook and set it on the small desk-table attached to her chair. "This is the first day of my life," she mused. "I'm finally here. I'm in medical school. I'm going to be a doctor!". A slight smile caught on her face as she typed in her computer password. She felt a sharp elbow dig into her and turned to look at Addison.

"Addie," she hissed as her best friend pointed the front of the room, explaining herself. Callie's breath caught in her throat. At the front of the room stood their new professor. He was fiddling with his computer, quietly cursing under his breath that he hadn't arrived sooner to set up the slide show. His chiseled face was perfectly symmetrical and his light facial hair curved around his chin to highlight his perfect bone structure. His pale blue eyes were complimented by his dark hair, which was graying in the sexiest way on the sides. Callie couldn't help but gape for a moment.

"Close your mouth hound dog," Addison whispered in her ear. Callie felt a blush rise in her cheeks as she regained her composure.

"Oh my god," Callie whispered. "I didn't know that Fabio was a teacher," she joked. The two broke out in a fit of giggles eliciting stares from their classmates.

"Immature," they heard from behind them. They turned around, the smiles fading from their faces, to find none other than April Kepner behind them.

"Oh hi April! Nice to see you came with the usual stick up your ass!" Addison retorted. April scoffed at them and the girls turned around and high fived, losing their composure again when they saw their own personal model straighten up and shoot them a glance.

"I would be all over him," Addison whispered to Callie. "Make sure you use whipped cream," Callie whispered back with a wink.

Five minutes later, a noise from the front of the room caught their attention. The class fell silent as the professor walked to the center of the room. "Students," he began, "My name is Professor Sloan. I will be your professor for this semester's Human Anatomy & Embryology I course. You've all made it this far, so I assume you can make it through my class. You will be expected to attend every single class," he continued.

"I won't have a problem even staying afterwards," Addison softly giggled to Callie. Callie dug her nails into her thigh, trying her best to not laugh or moan by accident. "I will not fantasize about my teacher," she silently repeated until she had convicted herself.

"You will also be expected to turn your work in on time. You're in med school now, get yourselves together people," he said as he sat against the desk in the front of the room. "I'm here to teach you about the human body. It's mysterious, it's terrifying, and it's the most incredible machine you will ever encounter. Let's dive right in." He walked across the room toward a podium in the corner and started his slide show, lecturing as he went. Callie typed the notes that she saw on the powerpoint, but couldn't bring herself to actually focus on anything aside from the beautiful being in front of her.

"So much for a focused year," she thought.

"And that's the end. Congratulations folks, you just made it through your first experience with the Sloan method. I'll see you on Wednesday, and please read chapter 2 in your textbook for the next class. Have a great one," he said as he smiled and waved.

"That's not the only Sloan method I'd like to learn with," Addison commented, a little louder than intended.

"You two are childish and disgusting," they heard April retort from behind. Callie and Addison rolled their eyes and gathered their things.

"Maybe if you had learned your anatomy the fun way, you could appreciate the full appeal of the male body," Addison commented. The two laughed out loud as they walked out of the room. They headed back to their dorm room and jointly decided to get their reading done immediately to allow full gossip time later.

"Come to my room in an hour," Callie told her while Addison unlocked her own dorm room. "Callie, I am not a super genius. I can't read that quickly!" Addison whined. Callie chuckled at her best friend. "Fine, two hours. That's all you get. You owe me stories bitch, I haven't seen you in three months!" she nearly screamed as Addison shut the door in her face.


Callie entered her own dorm room and dropped her backpack at the foot of her bed. She flopped onto the squishy mattress and thanked herself for investing in a mattress pad. She pulled her down comforter around her and snuggled up- reading could wait, a quick nap could not. She set her phone alarm for 30 minutes later and nestled into a light sleep.

Her head slams on the desk. "Ouch," she moans as his hands hold her shoulders down. She responds with another moan, a pleasured one this time. "You like it rough?" he asks. "You know how I like it," she responds with a wink and pulls him toward her. Their tongues battle ferociously. She feels her lips bruising, but she doesn't care. Her hands wander across the hard planes of his perfectly muscular back and toward his toned ass. They weave in front and slide between their bodies, quickly working with his zipper and opening his pants. His hands work her skirt upwards. Their mouths never breaking, he begins thrusting inside of her. Her mouth finally loses its will as she nearly loses control. Her gasps are coming out faster now and she can feel her stomach clenching with pleasure. She begins to moan louder and dig her nails into his back while his teeth shine in a smile at her. She finally lets go and screams. Her body continues to shake. "How do you do that?" she asks him, sitting up and watching him get dressed. "That's the real Sloan method," he responds with a wink.

Callie sat straight up in bed, banging her head against the small lamp that hung over it. "Fuck," she said, rubbing her head. She looked around the room trying to figure out why she was sweating so much. "Oh my gd," she whispered, finally noticing the heat between her legs. Her dream came rushing back to her. She jumped out of bed and ran through the bathroom into Addison's dorm room. Addison looked up from her book and pulled her glasses down the bridge of her nose. She stared quizzically at her best friend, who looked like she had just escaped a murderer.

"Callie, what the fuck is going on? What were you doing? Why are you-"

"Addison I just had a dream…about Professor Sloan," she responded breathlessly. She felt her face again turn bright red as she went into detail about her steamy, dreamy encounter.

"I told you the Sloan method had an alias," Addison said with a wink.