Disclaimer: I don't own Alias. But oh I wish I did. Mwhahaha
This story is AU(time period right now)
College
Jack Bristow was new on the UCLA campus. Having flew through his required courses he was the youngest professor on record. He was 25 and still had his physique from his football years. He was the new Literature professor and it was his first day of work. As he walked to his class he couldn't help but notice he attracted numerous stares from the female students and staff. He smiled at all of them and kept walking to his class. When he finally reached his classroom he wrote his name on the board and sat down at his desk. The things he had heard from the other professors about students initiating teachers played in his mind. He laughed. If only he students knew. Other than him being their professor he was also climbing the ladder at the CIA.
"Hi. I'm assuming you are the new literature professor." a female voice said.
Jack looked up into the eyes of a brunette beauty. He stood and extended his hand.
"Hello. Nice to meet you. I'm Jack, Jack Bristow."
"Nice to meet you too. My name's Sydney Anderson."
"So, are you a professor here? I don't believe I've seen you at the staff meetings."
Sydney laughed tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
"No. I'm one of your students."
Jack laughed embarrassed.
"Sorry."
"It's ok. But you on the other hand look a little young to be a professor."
"Thanks. I'm 25 though."
"Really, only three years older than me." Sydney said smiling at him.
The door to his classroom opened and his students began to file in. When everyone realized he was the new professor all the girls sat toward the front and the guys hung out back.
"You might want to grab a seat before all of them are taken." Jack said to Sydney.
"I think you're right professor." Sydney said taking a seat.
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Everything went smoothly during class and then the bell rang.
"Ok. I want everyone to read the first seven chapters of Wuthering Heights. I will be testing your knowledge of it's content tomorrow." Jack said as the class began to leave.
"Professor Bristow." Sydney said walking up to his desk.
"Yes, Ms. Anderson."
"I just wanted to say you did a magnificent job for this to be your first day."
"Thank you."
"See you tomorrow professor." Sydney said smiling as she left the classroom. She was met in the hallway by her best friend Francie.
"So, moving in on the professor already." Francie teased.
"What are you talking about?" Sydney retorted.
"You know what I'm talking about. Oh professor you did such a wonderful job. Oh professor see you tomorrow, you strong handsome man you."
"I didn't say that."
"You might as well have. I saw the way you were looking at him."
"Whatever Francie." Sydney said frustrated.
She left her friend and headed for the campus library.
Once she got there she headed over to the small sitting area. She opened her bag and pulled out Wuthering Heights. After a few minutes she had read the assigned chapters. She sat staring out of the window imagining herself as Catherine Earnshaw, wanting a man she could never have, and her Heathcliff, her dear sweet Heathcliff was Jack Bristow.