This is my first fic. Please be kind. Not too sure where I'm heading with it so far. All suggestions are welcome.
The early morning sun was shining as Rose was running quickly through the courtyard on the way to her first meeting with her new Boss. A meeting she was now late for. Rose could also trust her luck when it came to early morning meetings. Everyone loved them but her and it was obvious that her new instructor did too.
While she was trying to make her way to her meeting(in the quickest way humanly possible of course), Rose used the time to check a few things off of her mental checklist. Despite waking up 45 minutes after her now broken alarm clock had made it's attempt at stirring her from her sleep, she had still managed to shower, dress herself in what she hoped would be a nice but casual outfit and find the time to apply a small amount of makeup.
Dressed in some blue jeans and a turquoise scoop neck t-shirt, a cropped black cardigan and some black sandals, Rose had chosen to let her dark brown hair fall in waves down her back. She had applied a small amount of mascara and lipstick but needed no more than these two items thanks to her smooth tan complection(she often found herself praising the higher powers for not sticking her with the pasty and sunburn prone skin of her mother).
As she continued checking items off her checklist, Rose pulled out her phone to couble check the meeting room which was of course on the complete opposite end of the campus to her accommodation.
This year Rose would be taking on a position as a Research/Teaching assistant in addition to finishing her degree. Having excelled predominantly taken history subjects as part of her Arts degree, Rose decided to continue on as a research assistant whilst attempting to write a thesis of her own.
Having taken world history as part of her degree, Rose looked forward to assisting Dr Sonja Karp run the unit this semester as she had considered the older woman to be one of the main influences in her decision to continue her interest in history. As Rose made her way down to corridor past the lecture halls to one of the smaller classrooms, Rose checked her watch and found that to her relief she was only 10 minutes late. She knew this would in no way bother Sonja.
The only problem with this was that as Rose frantically burst into the small room(not in the most graceful manner either) was that Sonja was not who she found to be seated at the Desk in front of her. Instead Rose had come face to face with one of the most astoundingly angelic faces she had seen in her entire life.
Rose was breathing hard after her impressive dash across campus and impressive was being modest considering Rose was also a fairly good sprinter from her track and field training, and stared in a fairly bewildered manner at the Demi-god - no, actual god that was standing in front of her as her heart did a little flip in her chest. She took in all his facial features from his chiseled and defined jaw line and chin to his Chocolate brown eyes and tan complexion and his Silky locks of shoulder length dark hair which was pulled into a carefully messy ponytail. She hadn't even taken the time to look at the rest of him yet but when she did her heart nearly did another flip. His body was lean and hopefully as Rose imagined, chiseled to perfection. Wearing a white button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows accompanied by dark grey trousers which hugged his defined hips in an incredibly sexy manner, Rose thought she must have been dreaming as she stared at what she imagined was perfection at it's finest.
After Rose had finished studying him, which she realised had probably taken far longer than would have been polite, Rose felt a slight blush start to creep onto her cheeks having though that she must have barged into the wrong room. "I-I-I'm sorry! I must have the wrong room. I thought I was meeting Dr Sonja Karp here at 7:30(an ungodly time by Rose's standards) but I guess I must have gotten the details wrong…." she stammered in an effort to not melt into a puddle of jelly at his feet.
"Miss Hathaway - I assume, I do not believe you are in the wrong place but merely quite late and obviously confused about who you're actually to be meeting with today," the God replied in his lightly accented voice that was almost velvet to Rose's ears, he continued on "My name is Dimitri Belikov and I will be the Lecturer for the World History unit this semester. In a last minute change Dr Karp has chosen to move on from her position here."
As Dimitri spoke, Rose could feel heat pooling in her abdomen as she felt the intensity of those bottomless eyes bore into her. She barely registered what he had said about Dr Karp leaving her post. After he finished, they both stood in front of each other as if sizing one another up or in Dimitri's case, checking out the supposedly amazing(and super hot)teaching assistant.
Rose, choosing to defuse the strange tension that had filled the room with humor offered her hand to Dimitri who then took it in his own to shake it and started with "Well Dimitri, it's nice to meet you now how about we get started with this meeting, somewhere out there I'm pretty sure there's a Fresh Donut with my name on it!"
Rose chose quickly dropped his hand after feeling what she could only describe as a small jolt of electricity shoot through her arm which travelled down to join the heat in her abdomen. She then chose to ignore this as well and sauntered over to the desk opposite where Dimitri had set himself up and plonked herself down with her notebook and pen at the ready.
Dimitri, masking his interest in the Springy assistant shot her a look of contempt as he remarked "I've been waiting to start for the last 10 minutes or so. I hope you don't make a habit of arriving late to these weekly meetings". He Strides to his desk with ease as Rose takes in his 6ft7" frame as she takes in the slightly insulting comment along with the shock of his plan to have the meet like this weekly(and at 7:30 am!).
Rose then shoots back a look of frustration at his slightly cocky and somewhat cold observation as she mentally notes that his physical attractiveness must be the only thing great about him as she then opens her notebook to get started with the meeting.
Oh yeah she could already tell that this was going to be one long semester.