A/N – Hey guys, I've been in writing limbo from the moment I created this account with intent to write of ships and things that I was personally interested in, which has caused me to not write anything in over a year, since I made the account. But there is some good news! Recently I have started writing stories and one-shots like these where the main male character is always Kylo Ren and the female character changes from OFC and Rey. The settings change as well, from modern AU, Star Wars setting, and anything I can really get my little mind on. So this is the one I like the most right now and is a nice classic teacher/student AU where Rye is an art history/historical artifacts major and Kylo Ren is her mean and nasty Artifact and Art Identification 101 teacher that she has issues with from the very first day. If you guys are like me you don't like waiting for the hot and steamy (which I promise will be in pretty much all of my stories) so I will try to keep you waiting only a hand full of chapters. Now that I'm done being a rambling idiot please read and I hope you enjoy!

Love,

ECS

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Rey ran down the hallways, cursing as she looked at the schedule that the rude woman at the front desk had given her. They had given her all the wrong classes on her transfer schedule from London to here in California, not realizing she was nearly a year ahead of everyone else in her studies. Rey had worked hard to graduate at the age of 16 and jump right into a top college in London, getting as far away from her foster home as possible. Now, she was being accepted into yet another top college in America that had a much larger and more open selection for her major, Historical Art and Artifacts. Yes, it sounds like a boring career choice, but Rey had always loved digging her head into books and learning about all of the things people did and saw in the past, and now she could hold those things and experience them for herself. She was so excited to start at this new school on the exchange program. But she wouldn't be able to take advantage of the classes they offer if she couldn't find the damn room to her first class, Artifact and Art Identification 101.

Groaning in frustration Rey looked at the room numbers and her schedule, praying that Professor-she glanced at the schedule for a name- Ren was going to have mercy on her for being late on the first day of the semester. The woman at the desk had pointed her in the most wrong direction when she asked which way to go. The campus staff was not as nice as the dormitory staff, who had taken two days to help her move and unpack all of her things into her single person dorm, which she had gotten on shear chance because they had given her dorm to someone else out from under her. Well, nothing Rey was mad about, she could spend time studying in peace without tip toeing around someone else. And with the flat being located just on the edge of campus, she didn't have to worry about to much traffic or parties taking place around her.

Smiling when she finally reached the large wooden door, old school style just like everything on this historical campus, labeled Art and Artifact Identification 101 Rey took a deep breath and smoothed her plain dark grey dress down. She wore the dress paired with professional black shoes, thick black stockings, and a long sleeved white shirt under it. It wasn't practical for California weather she was now realizing as the heat got to her. She still needed to adjust from living in London. Straightening the messenger bag of new textbooks on her shoulder she opened the door as quietly as possible and walked in. The classroom wasn't as big as TV made college classes look. It could seat 100 or so students and did, however, have one of those large chalk boards and a classic Professors desk in front of that. A desk that no one sat at because the professor was standing at the board giving the introductions to the class and writing things on the board, which people wrote down straight away. From the door, all Rey could see was a tall man's back. His physique said he was younger than she had expected. He dressed in black slacks that hugged his ass in a way that made Rey blush at the shear thought that she had looked, and the black button up he wore was just tight enough to show his arms flexing as he moved and was rolled up his fore arms just enough that she saw the slightest hint of a tattoo on his right arm. Just like his clothes his hair was black. Rey did not want to be noticed by this man, his voice was all no nonsense in the room of completely silent students.

Unfortunately for Rey fate had a different idea for her, as the door she had tried to open oh so quietly slammed shut behind her with a loud bang, causing every head, including the Professors to snap towards the door. Rey finally got a good look at his face, and she couldn't breathe. He was fucking beautiful, but the look on his angelic face told her he was not very happy. Trying not to look to scared Rey bowed her head and tried to walk towards the seat but was stopped by a voice.

"Excuse me class," The deep voice came from the professor, "But can anyone here tell our new student what time class starts." Oh no. Rey did not need this. She turned towards the teacher, not believing this was happening, but the smug look on his face and the amusement in his eyes told her that the embarrassment he was about to cause her was all his pleasure.

As if on queue someone in the back piped up. "Class starts at 9:00 am Professor Ren."

Professor Ren smiled, but it wasn't one of happiness but one of cruelty. "Yes, class starts at 9:00 am sharp. And if you are not early you are late." He walked towards Rey, who backed away a step before stopping, refusing to be scared in front of so many people. He held out his hand. "Schedule."

Rey handed it over and watched carefully as his dark, cold eyes moved from her to the paper. "Ms. Rey S. Walker. What kind of name is Rey?" Now he was just being petty.

Rey tilted her chin up. "Rey is the kind of name you're given at a foster home." This seemed to satisfy him. He folded the schedule up and reached down, tucking it into the outside of her bag.

"Well Ms. Walker, why don't you sit class out today?" She could smack the smug off of his face if she weren't so scared of the giant.

"W-what?" She couldn't believe this. She looked at the clock. "For being 13 minutes late?"

His eyebrows rose. "Yes. If you are on time, you're late, if you are early you're on time. This si the motto you should live by. Now. Get. Out. Of. My. Class." The last was said between clenched teeth and look on his face went from enjoying her embarrassment to anger she was still standing there. When Rey didn't move, thinking this might be some sort of hallucination, Ren invaded her personal space and leaned down into her face. "Get out!"

Jumping at his outburst, Rey quickly turned and fled from the class, making her way down the hallway as far away as possible before breaking down. What the hell was that? Had she just been kicked out of a class for being 13 minutes late?! Had she actually thought that asshole was attractive? And where did he get off treating her like that in front of all those people!?

Rey was angry as she began the walk across campus back to her flat, since that was her only Monday class. By the time she got to her room she was fuming, thinking of how she was going to get back at the awful Professor for treating her in such a way. As soon as ideas started to fly into her mind her phone gave a chirp telling her that she had an email. Dropping her bag and pulling out her phone she thumbed to her email and say one from none other than Professor Ren himself.

From: ProfKRen

To: ReySWalker

Subject: Class schedule.

Dear Ms. Walker,

Perhaps you may have been confused today with your schedule. I will not remove you from class for the semester like I normally would wince you are new to the school, but if you show up late again you will receive an F in the class for the semester and be asked not to come back. I would like to give you a chance to go over the introduction that the rest of the class cared enough about to show up on time, so if you would like to show up at 8:00 am this Wednesday to go over the syllabus and talk about perhaps getting you an alarm, then we can talk about your future in my class.

Sincerely,

Kylo Ren.

Rey just stared at her phone. Kylo? His name was Kylo and he had the audacity to mock her name? Well, if he wanted to play this sort of game then she could play too. She pressed the reply button.

From: ReySWalker

To: ProfKRen

Subject: Future class

Dear Professor Ren,

8:00 am this Wednesday sounds terrific. I would much appreciate the help with setting my clocks, since they seem to be running 13 minutes late in my entire dorm. See you on Wednesday professor.

Sincerely,

Foster girl Rey.

Not knowing whether or not the blatant attitude would be appreciated by the equally sarcastic Professor Ren. But Rey guessed that she would find out in Wednesday when she showed up to class.

Kylo Ren smirked at his computer from where he was sitting at his desk. His student were working on a beginners level quiz about how to identify artifacts from different parts of Europe and tell them apart, it should help him separate the weak from the strong in his class. Suddenly he regretted kicking the fiery girl Rey out, he wondered where she belonged in his class. But the email full of sass she had sent him told him that he would find out in only a couple of days, and he couldn't wait.

A/N- So this is the first chapter, it a little rough and I'm sorry for that. The more reviews or messages people leave regarding my writing the quicker I am encouraged to post new chapters, so if you want results I want reviews. Love ya!