So, we got a new story here. Since you all liked the teacher-student thing, I decided to continue with it for awhile but it won't be for long.
Keep reading if you want to find out why :)
Enjoy!
Click.
'Who in the hell is that?'
'Fuck, I'd like to bang her for sure'
Clack.
'I wonder if she is new here too'
'Damn, I think I have to take another cold shower. She's hooooot'
Click.
'Hey, wait for me!'
I ignored everyone's thought, except for the last one. "You coming or what?"
"Yes yes, I'm here already" Emmet said as he caught up to me.
Click.
Clack.
"Everyone is watching us" he grinned. "I know" I replied and kept on walking, while focusing on the clicking of my heels. I was used to the thoughts I was hearing but that didn't make them any less annoying.
Click.
Clack.
"She's here. I can sense her" he suddenly murmured, getting all serious. "I know" was my fabulous response.
Suddenly our path was blocked.
"Ms. Blake what a delight to see you here!" Mrs. Camden said as we shook hands.
"Same here Mrs. Camden. I was actually looking for this room" I said as I shoved the paper I had received a couple days ago in to her hands. "She looked at it for a couple seconds and then pointed to the room two doors away.
I nodded and thanked her. I knew where it was but one I needed a reason to get away from her and two I needed to keep my act on. After all I was new to the Washington University.
"Emmet, go sit next to her and try to become friends with her" I told him softly before we entered the class.
'Fuck she's really hot, much better than her pictures' this time it wasn't regarded to me. Emmet was thinking about the new girl. I frowned and shook my head at him. Now was not the time to make stupid moves.
'Wow…who's that. She's gorgeous. Such beautiful eyes… Fuck, I have to have her' I sighed as I heard the same thoughts over and over again.
'I wish I could bend her over that table and just take her right here' the same guy thought.
'In your dreams buddy' I thought with a snort and looked up.
'Did she just answer my thoughts?' I froze when I heard his thoughts.
I put my shield up and immediately grabbed my phone and send a text to Emmet.
'Christmas carols!' He looked curiously at me while doing what I said. I looked around for the guy those thoughts had belonged to when suddenly I noticed a guy sitting in the back. He was wearing black ray bans so I couldn't see his eyes but his thoughts confirmed mine.
'Fuck she's looking at me. Why can't I hear her anymore?' I acted casually and looked away from him.
"Good morning class, I'm professor Marie Blake, your new English literature teacher."
"What's with the Christmas carols?" Emmet asked as we walked into my office at the campus.
"Carlisle was wrong, there's another one. What I don't understand is why I didn't have him on my radar. The only way I realized it was by hearing his thought and he could hear my thoughts…but not for too long anyway" I told him while dialing Carlisle's number.
"Bella, how are you?" Carlisle's voice immediately calmed me. "Fine, we're settled in but that's not why I called. Carlisle, there's another" I immediately got to the point not wanting to lose more time than we already had.
"What do you mean?"
"We have a mind reader" I answered.
"Did he read yours?" he asked calmly. "Of course not."
"Talk to him. Get to know him. Find out more about him and send me his details" he finished with a final goodbye and hung up. I frowned as I put my phone away.
"Don't worry Bells, I'm already on it" Emmet said with a sly smirk.
"Good…but that's not it. He's changing Em and I think it has to do with that bitch Victoria" I couldn't hide my grimace as I mentioned her name. "I know what you mean, she's not good for him but it's his choice Bells there isn't much we can do about it" he shrugged.
'It'll all be okay' he continued in thought and then went back to singing Christmas carols. It was his way of blocking me out.
"I know. So, you're already on it?" I asked.
"I'm going on a date tonight with her" he grinned.
"What?"
"What what? I said I'm already on it, we do need her on our side, right?" he said, a mischievous smile on his face.
"There's a reason as to why you're still singing Christmas carols, but don't think I won't find out" I glared at him.
"Yeah yeah, now since you have nothing better to do. Why don't you start digging around about the mind reader?" I shoved him out of the door as I told him to fuck off.
I closed my eyes as I tried to find something to concentrate on when I heard his voice.
'Something is wrong. I have to know why I can't hear her' right after that I heard him knock on my door.
I cleared my throat, took a seat and then called out to him, "Come in".
He walked in and I tried really not to check him out. Since when were college students hot anyway?
"Ms. Blake? I would like to ask a question about the paper you assigned us" he said while he kept thinking why he couldn't hear me.
"Sure…uh?" I waited for him to say his name.
"Edward, Edward Masen" he answered. "Sure Edward, why don't you take a seat" I pointed to the seat in front of me.
'She really is magnificent'
I was never touched by the thoughts I heard about myself but somehow his words made something happen inside of me.
'But why can't I hear her damn it!'
"So your question? And take those glasses of please" I looked at him with raised eyebrows. Fuck, I shouldn't have asked him to that. His green eyes pierced right into mine.
'Shit! I have to ask her something…I wonder if she really can hear me too'
"Well, I actually wanted to ask you… if you think that it's important to follow English lit?" he asked surprising me, that's what he came up with?
'That's what I come up with?! I'm an idiot and she's going to think I'm an idiot. I have to do something else…I need her to react to my thoughts again'
I wondered what he was going to come up with now and what's with the glasses?
"Are you sure you should be asking me that question Edward? I mean, you choose this course yourself right?" I answered.
'Come on Miss Blake, stop this game or else'
"And besides what does that have to do with the paper?" I continued as I still ignored his thoughts. Suddenly I was attacked by millions of thoughts.
'Or else I'll tie you up, rip your clothes off and devour you right here'
Edward was telling me in his thoughts how he wanted to fuck me in every various place he knew. He was telling me about positions he wanted me in, he was calling me dirty names and he was getting me drenched.
Fuck.
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