My College Professor

Rated: T

Genre: Romance

Summary: This is not the way I wanted to meet my college professor. Why did he have to jog the same path I decided to skate on? Why didn't he jog a little faster? Why didn't I skate a little slower? Why couldn't fate let us meet at Orientation? And so, my tarnished college life begins...

Pairing: Brick/Blossom

Status: In-Progress

Disclaimer: I don't own the Powerpuff Girls.

Thursday: August 24, 20XX

7:58 AM

My day started out normally. I got out of my apartment, skates in my hands, protective gear already on, and ready to go. But today was different than all my other days as today, I had to attend the Orientation for Hale Crown University, the most prestigious university in the world. And yes, I got accepted. Hale Crown University, located by the coast in Coyler, Newrst, had the top of the top facilities in the planet and not to mention only the best professors from different countries. As people could imagine, excited was an understatement to the way I felt... I can't even describe my happiness!

I walked outside of my apartment and put my skates on while I sat on the stairs. Although, my happiness did come with a price. I had to leave my sisters and my father to come all the way to the coast. I will never forget the day I departed from Townsville, my hometown, the place I grew up in. My family, my friends, the newspaper, and even the mayor, were there to see me off as I boarded the plane. Even a month later, I sill remember the tears on my family's and friends' faces, the snaps of the cameras from the newspaper people, and the words of encouragement from the mayor.

I strapped on my skates, held on the railings, stood up, and began skating. Since I have been living a month around the area, I already knew its courses and the places that allows skaters. One of them was the park; I began to head over there. Skating has always been part of my life. Ever since I was five, I began skating. My teachers and friends have always commented that I could have joined skating contests and have won a place, but I knew that I would need to provide three times the effort. In other words, I just decided to keep skating as my exercising hobby.

My plan consisted of skating for around two hours, a little more or a little less. I wanted to skate around the neighborhood, then I wanted to skate towards the park and end my two hours' allotted time there.

Everything, for the first hour, went according to plan. I skated around the neighborhood, the people waving their greetings to me while I greeted back. In just my month here, I had the opportunity to get to know the people in Coyler (such friendly people). As I left the neighborhood and headed towards the park, I noted that there were other people as well doing different types of exercises. Some were riding their bicycles, others were also skating, and there were some that just jogged. However, when I skated into the heart of the park, I immediately saw the number of exercisers diminishing. I hypothesized that the people prefer exercising on the outskirts of the park and of the neighborhoods.

The park had an inexplicable beauty that just made a person happy walking through it. The beauty of it... Wow... However, for such a beautiful park, it sure had a lot of shifts and corners. I would go on forever and forever just describing the amazing piece of art the park had. I felt my life become complete. However, my life ended shortly afterwards.

As I embarked on yet another corner, I decided to keep skating straight to try to find the exit of the park (I had realized, after 30 minutes in, that I had just been skating without paying much attention to where I was going). I kept skating until...

Something, or someone, bumped into me from the corner. I, admitting that I was skating a little too fast, did not expect this at all. My momentum flared, but before I could balance myself, I felt myself falling backwards. I faintly felt someone grab the sleeve of my arm, but it was too late. I closed my eyes and fell.

I don't know how long I had been knocked out, a few seconds, a few minutes, or maybe a few hours. But when my body regained feeling, I felt something very heavy, as heavy as a ton of bricks, on top of my body, preventing me at all from moving.

I slowly opened my eyes to see fiery, red wide eyes staring back at me. When I moved my mouth to speak, I found myself not being able to move my mouth. Why? Well, because the person's lips were on top of mine. In short, a kiss. Now I know why his eyes were widened. My eyes widened as well when I realized this. Before anything else could happen, he quickly got off of me and stood up. I took me a minute to realize that I could now move, so I made my move to stand up without rolling back down.

Then I noticed that a hand was outstretched. I looked up at the guy, but I didn't accept his hand. I put my hands down on the ground, stood up, looked at him for a second, and then I looked down.

"Sorry..." I mumbled, not even sure he heard me. And I skated off the direction he came from. I didn't bother looking back to see his reaction or anything. I just skated away.

When I made sure that I was out of his site, I looked around for a bench. Luckily, I found one just a few more steps from were I was. I skated to the bench and sat down. I held my face in my hands, and I suddenly felt it heat up.

"Oh gosh... What have I done...?"

5:45 PM

I made it to Hale Crown University's Orientation on time! Thank goodness. I know it was until the afternoon, but I became too nervous to prepare myself for it much earlier. After that accidental kiss, I did not know what to think. But it won't matter anymore. I won't see that guy ever again, hopefully. If that's the case, then I'm going to have to change my exercising route or my time of exercising. No big deal.

I quickly signed in. The nice lady in charge told me that I could sit wherever I would feel comfortable. So I took a seat and waited until they began Orientation. Unsurprisingly, they began exactly at 6:00, which made it much better. They began talking about their academics, the rules, but most of all, what they expected of their new, "elite" freshman class. Close to the end of the hour, they began introducing the professors in charge of the freshmen class. The professors lined up behind the speaker. I took to notice that they all had matching suits, including the female professors.

"Hale Crown University has had only the best professors from all over the world. Although each professor is in charge of our incoming freshmen, it does not mean that they only teach freshmen classes. If you have a problem or some type of difficulty during your first year at Hale Crown University, these professors are the best to go to. Now, each professor will now introduce him- or her- self. Please be respectful and hear everything they say. Thank you." With that, the speaker handed the microphone to the first professor in line, and they began from there.

"Good evening, I am Professor Sandy Bellum. Pleased to make your acquaintance." Such a beautiful lady. She handed the microphone to the next professor.

"Hello. I'm Professor Frank Mitchell. I teach Biochemistry. If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask." Such handsome features...

"Zach Gerry. I teach Communications. Don't be surprised if you have me for all your years." Not as handsome as Professor Mitchell but still good looking.

"My name is Hannah Montana! Just kidding. I'm Hannah Carson, and I am currently new here at Hale Crown. I hope we get to know each other well." She's radiating beauty all around... Even the guys are ogling her... Truly a bishojo*...

"Hi. Brick Jojo. You won't know what I teach until you have me for a class. If you do have me for a class, good luck. You'll need it." Ugh. Such an arrogant and rude individual. I looked to see Professor Jojo handing the microphone back to the speaker.

'But for some reason, he looks familiar...'

7:02 PM

Yay! Orientation is finished! Finally! Now... Should I go introduce my-

"Blossom Utonium! There you are!" Whoops. Spoke too soon.

I turned around and saw Mr. Erick Evans coming towards me. Mr. Erick Evans is the main reason that I am currently at Hale Crown. It just so happened that Townsville was his hometown. As an advocate for Hale Crown, he wanted many Townsville high school seniors to take a shot at applying for the university. So far, all had been unsuccessful. However, as soon as he found out about my academic skills, my extracurricular activities, and my status as valedictorian, he went on a tangent saying that I was a perfect fit for Hale Crown University. From then, he has urged me to apply, more so than the other students. I did not really believe him at first (as many others in the world were in the same situation as I), but as he helped me with the application process, the tuition, and the interviews, I realized that he was not lying at all. I mean, how long will a representative from Hale Crown go in order to help a student that had no potential, even if he is from Townsville?

When he reached me, he pulled me into a hug. "I'm so glad you got accepted Blossom! I knew you were a perfect fit for Hale Crown the moment I saw you!" He let me go and smiled, his wrinkles showing on his forehead.

I smiled back at my 57 year-old mentor. "It's all because of you Mr. Evans. If you weren't there for me, I would not have even thought about applying. That being said, it's a huge honor for me to even step in the most prestigious university in the world."

Mr. Evans smile brightened up even more (if that was even possible). I just loved it when he smiled. "I'm just happy that you decided to attend. I mean, I needed another person from Townsville to represent the town!"

I laughed. "That's true! I am representing Townsville in a way!"

"You sure are!" Mr. Evans exclaimed. But then, as if he suddenly remembered something, which he did, hid face lit up. "Oops! I almost forgot, Blossom! I want you to meet one of our most youngest and best professors in the university. His father and I are the best of friends, and I think you'll get along with him just fine. I just want you to know that if you ever need anything, any help for anything and I am not available, he's the person to go to. I have already told him about you, so he won't be surprised if- Oh! There he comes now!"

When Mr. Evans interrupted himself, I turned around to see Professor... Jojo? walking towards us. Mr. Evans stepped around me to greet him. They shook hands, and Mr. Evans smiled. "Good to see you, Brick Jojo. How's your father these days?" Ah. I remember now. The rude and arrogant one.

Professor Brick Jojo nodded but didn't smile. "Good to see you as well, Mr. Evans. My father is actually recovering faster than expected. He should be back in his feet in about a week or so. The most two weeks."

That statement meant Mr. Evans smile more. "I'm very happy to hear that, my boy! Oh! Before I forget, I want to introduce to you the star pupil I have been rambling about. Come here Blossom and introduce yourself to Mr. Brick Jojo here."

If I wasn't in front of professionals, I would have smiled and rolled my eyes in amusement. Oh, Mr. Evans. I loved it when he treated me like if I was one of his daughters. I stuck out my hand to Professor Jojo and introduced myself. "Hello. As you already know, I'm Blossom Utonium. I hope we can get to know each other more in the next few years."

Before Professor Jojo could say something, a cellphone rang. It was Mr. Evans's phone. He looked at the caller id. "I deeply apologize you two, but I must take this call. Unfortunately, It is very close to the time that I will be taking my leave as well..." He shook my first my hand, then he shook Professor Jojo's hand. "Have a great night!" He exclaimed as he answered the call and fast-walked out of the Orientation room.

Professor Jojo and I stared at him as he practically ran out of the room. Woah. For a guy his age, he could move better than people in their thirties... Anyway, I focused back to Professor Brick Jojo and my stuck-out hand. He looked at my hand, then he looked in my eyes. I stared back. Wait! That eye color-

"Blossom Utonium, huh... Mr. Evans speaks very highly of you..." Professor Jojo drawled out as he shook my hand. When he was done shaking, however, he didn't let me go. He kept my hand in his... What? "...And I finally get to know the name of the skater girl..."

I looked at him in confusion. "Skater..." Then, against my own will, memories of today, memories that I was determined to bury until I ultimately forgot them, resurfaced...

Professor Jojo chuckled and smirked, tugging on my hand and pulling me closer to him. When I was close enough, he bent down to rest his chin on my right shoulder. "Took you this long to figure it out? For a prodigy, you sure are not very deductible..."

Oh no. What should I do? My mind was starting to go blank because of our closeness! Is anyone watching?! More importantly, h-how do I react?! I-I-I-I-I've never been in a situation like this! Believe it or not, other than my dad and Mr. Evans, no one else from the opposite sex has been this close to me! Not even my high school teachers!

"You know," Professor Jojo began, breaking me out of my thoughts. "You have not apologized for kissing your professor yet."

That seemed to break me out of my trance-like state. I narrowed my eyes. "I did apologize! Besides, it wasn't my fault that you jogged too slow! If you jogged a little faster, we wouldn't have collided with each other!"

Never, in Blossom Utonium's life, has she ever yelled at her elders. As imaginable, my life went downhill from that moment.

Professor Jojo chuckled in a...menacing way. In a swift movement, he removed his chin from my shoulder and stood apart from me as long as our outstretched hands could take him. "Right? How do I know that you did not cause that on purpose? Are you sure you haven't been stalking me?"

Okay... Calm down, Blossom. Calm- "Well considering that I didn't recognize you immediately, I would say that I truly did not know who you are," I gritted out, trying not to spat. I failed.

Professor Jojo stared at me for a while before he laughed. I glared at him. What did he find so funny? "Yeah. And I don't know Mr. Erick Evans." He let go of my hand and turned to the direction he came from. But before he began walking, he said one more thing, "Oh, and Blossom. Whenever you skate, try not to wear a white skirt. It could flap as you skate and get dirty if you fall."

He walked away immediately after he said those words. I hate to say this, I really do, but it must be said... It took me exactly 4 minutes and 36 seconds to figure out what he meant. And when I did...

"Professor Brick Jojo... I hate you so, so much..."

Oh boy... I have not even begun my classes, and I'm already dreading my college life.

...So? Do you guys like it? I plan to continue this if I have ideas and all. Anyway, I know the ending though... I think I do... Yeah... Your thoughts? Do you guys think that I should continue this, or should I just leave it as a oneshot? I'm not good at deciding these things and all so yeah... Um. I'll figure something out. Ah. I think I just did. Somewhere in the middle of this story, or even sooner, I plan to introduce a story of Bubbles and Buttercup and their lives as their sister is away to college. And yes. The Jojo Brothers will appear. So yeah. This is basically my part for the Powerpuff Girls fandom. I hope I can expand more later on... We will see where life takes you and me.

*Bishojo: beautiful woman