Bad For Me

A/N: Hello my lovelies! Here is my new story! Yes, I am actually going to update this one ;_)

Summary: Teacher and student. Fiction and fact. Right and wrong. For Professor Spock and Liliandil, these lines keep getting blurred. Spock/OC ("Pretty Little Liars"'s Ezria inspired) AU!

Note: I know Vulcans aren't supposed to show emotion, but the only way some of it worked was for him to laugh, or smile, or frown. Things like that. So please don't review with "VULCANS CAN'T SHOW EMOTION!

Chapter One

Let me go ahead and explain a few things. There are two sides to every story. This is my side; the right one.

Another thing: I really didn't want to be in the Dragon Club that night. I was still a cadet in training on Earth, for Starfleet. Going to the club to 'relax' was Uhura and Gaila's idea.

"Come on," Gaila pleaded. The silver dress she wore made her green skin stand out even more. She stuck out her bottom lip at me.

"No," I said, "I didn't even want to come. Plus... I look like a slut," she rolled her eyes and looked at my outfit. A short, deep purple, dress with black strappy heels.

"You do not," Uhura was already on the dance floor with some big guy in a red shirt. I groaned. We had class the next day. I knew what was going to happen. The same thing that always did. They were going to get hammered, hook up with some guys, and I was going to have to drive them home, "What about him?" I followed her line of sight to a younger man in a blue shirt and black pants. He was a Starfleet member. Or at least a former one. He seemed to young to be former though.

"He's Vulcan," I said. She rolled her eyes, "So? He's also Starfleet. With your good luck, he'll be on the next ship off this planet and you'll be left with the memory of an amazing night," I glanced his way again. She had a point- what was I thinking?

"I can't even see his face, Gaila," I complained.

"That's why you go talk to him," she said, pushing me off my stool and in his direction.

"I can't believe you-"

"Liliandil Kumora Faberry! Go talk to him right now!" I blinked at her use of my full name.

"Yes mother," I whined. I pulled my book on Xenolinguistics off the bar and put it under my arm, heading in the guy's direction.

Instead of talking to him, I simply set my book down and sat on a stool two down from him. The bartender looked at me.

"Vodka Soda," I said. He nodded and turned away.

"You don't look old enough to drink," I turned to the Vulcan, ecstatic that I hadn't had to talk first.

"Was that supposed to be a compliment?" I asked. He smiled a bit. I blinked in surprise, "Isn't it like, against the law for Vulcans to smile?" I asked, feeling braver by the second.

"The exact 'rule' is that you control emotions so that they don't control you," I nodded, taking my drink from the bartender and gulping half of it down in one sip, "However, being half human, I have found an acceptable balance," I nodded again.

"Oh, and to answer your question, I am twenty-one," I said smugly. His eyes traveled to the book that lay to my side.

"May I?" I shrugged. He slid off his stool and moved to the one next to me. I felt my adrenaline level rise. His hand reached out and picked up the book, "Xenolinguistics. Impressive,"

"Thank you?" I said.

"It was a compliment that time," he said, a touch of amusement in his tone, "I teach Xenolinguistics,"

"I just assumed from your... decor... that you were a member of Starfleet," I said.

"Very observant Miss..."

"Liliandil," I finished.

"Liliandil. I am the former captain of the U.S.S. Enterprise, Spock," I blinked in surprise.

"Woah. I feel like I am talking to a celebrity,"

"Hardly," he said, chuckling to himself.

"So... They don't have last names on Vulcan?" I asked.

"You wouldn't be able to pronounce it," I smirked. Something prickled at the back of my mind though.

"Former captain? How did you go from the Enterprise to teaching Xenolinguistics on Earth?"

"It is a long story. Perhaps I will tell it to you someday," I finished the rest of my drink.

"There will be a 'someday'?" I asked, a nervous quiver to my voice. He simply turned to the bartender.

"Another Vodka Soda,"

"Oh. My. God. He did not!" Uhura, Gaila and I sat in our shared room. They both ran over and jumped onto my bed, looking intently at me.

"Yeah," I said, trying to ignore how excited Uhura sounded.

"So... Did yall hook up?" Gaila asked. I shrugged.

"Not technically," she raised an eyebrow, "We made out a little. But that whole one night stand thing wasn't really either of our styles,"

"So there will be future nights together?" Uhura asked. I shrugged.

"No idea. We didn't exchange any info. But hey, it can't be hard to find a teacher with a name like his," they giggled, "You guys I really like him. I want to see him again,"

"You will sweetie. I just know it," Gaila said.

"Shit... Shit shit shit..." I groaned as Gaila and I rushed down the hall. Our first class, Xenolinguistics (this should have made me suspicious), was about to start. Thankfully, we made it through the door and into our seats at the back with Uhura.

"Why were you two almost late?" She hissed, "When I left you were almost ready," I rolled my eyes, Stuck out my tongue and pulled out a Tablet. I opened it and hit the application labeled 'Notepad'. I heard the door open and close. However, I was too busy writing the date and the lesson displayed on the teaching board up front. The only thing that made me look up was a familiar voice saying "Oh no"

I also heard a chorus of chairs moving as people turned around. I looked up. My eyes widened a little as I understood that the professor at the front of the class was the guy from the club. It was Spock.

He cleared his throat and regained his composure.

"Sorry about that. I just remembered that I forgot to grab my Tablet," he walked out of the room.

"What was that about?" Gaila asked. I turned to her in shock.

"Gaila! That's the guy from the club!" I whisper-yelled.

"No way!" She said back. I nodded.

"What is he doing here?" Uhura asked.

"He told me he was a teacher of Xenolinguistics but I-" they looked at me. Before I could respond, Spock entered the room again.

"Now, we shall continue with our Romulan lesson. Now who can tell me..." I zoned out. I watched his every move. His arms only reminded me of the muscles that lay underneath. I shook my head, trying to rid my brain of those thoughts.

"Thank you. I will see you tomorrow," he said. The class stood and everyone made a beeline for the door. I made eye contact with Spock. He gave me a look that was clearly telling me to stay behind.

"I'll see you in next class guys," I said to Gaila and Uhura. They nodded and left. When everyone was gone, I discreetly shut the door.

"I had no idea-"

"Let me speak," I said, cutting him off, "because I already know the lecture that is headed my way. I made a mistake last night, not finding out more about you,"

"I-"

"But..." I smoothly walked over to his desk. I set my hand on his. He didn't make a move to pull it away, "You cannot deny the connection between us," he looked at our hands and sighed. I gripped his with my fingers not wanting him to pull away.

"Be that as it may, that would be irresponsible as you are my student," still he did not move his hand, "I am sorry Li-Miss Faberry," it sounded like it was painful to call me that. I nodded and pulled my hand away.

"Goodbye Spock," I said, pulling my bag onto my shoulder.

"Goodbye," I barely heard him whisper "Liliandil,"

A/N: What do you think? I really like it. Yes, it is going to reflect a lot of Aria and Ezra's relationship on Pretty Little Liars. I really hope you enjoyed. Chapter Two should be up by tomorrow! REVIEWWWWWWW!