Author's Note: Welcome everyone to the new (and hopefully improved) Hot for Teacher. This is still a companion fic to Teacher's Pet so make sure you check out Wantonmistressofthenight's fic too!
"Seriously, my grandma walks faster than you," I thought as I attempted to glide through the hallway. Well, gliding was the wrong word. Gliding implied I wouldn't have to stop every five minutes.
"But actually, you don't need to reach across the hall and hug everyone you see," I grumbled. Sometimes, on particularly bad days, I liked to imagine flying through the halls and knocking everyone down like a football player. The closer time ticked to graduation, the closer I got to actually acting on these impulses.
Through the crowd I managed to catch a brief glimpse of my friend Annie. Pushing my way through a crowd of first years, I landed with a gentle thud in front of my best friend.
"The school is too packed this year," I growled. "I can barely move without someone touching me."
"At least you can float above them!" Annie replied. "I'm trapped on the ground."
"False. You could literally part them like the red sea without breaking a sweat." I was often jealous of Annie's power whilst navigating the halls of the Xavier School.
"Oh yeah, I don't think Professor Xavier would be too pleased if I did so though."
I let out a small sigh. Ever since I began here I had a major crush on the headmaster of the school. Of course Annie used this knowledge to torment me whenever possible. This year however, I was a girl on a mission. I would get Charles Xavier if it was the last thing I did. I mean, after all, I was graduating this year. As of this summer he would no longer be my professor. Ideally, the following school year we would be colleagues. It was playing with fire but I was willing to take risk to make Charles Xavier mine.
After quickly comparing schedules with Annie I was off to chemistry, taught by none other than Professor Xavier himself. Class wasn't due to start for another fifteen minutes and I was one of the only students in the classroom.
"Good morning, Ms. Black. What brings you to this class? If I'm not mistaken, you're science requirements have already been fulfilled." As he asked, I could feel him probing the edges of my mind. That wasn't the only thing I wish he would probe. Immediately his eyebrows shot up.
"Shit! He heard that," I thought.
"You know what. I don't think I want to know," he said turning to look over his notes for the class, noticeably flustered. I smiled sweetly in response.
"Honestly Professor, I haven't the foggiest clue what you could mean." We'd been playing this game of cat and mouse since I was 18. He wasn't stupid. If I didn't make it obvious enough through my actions, Charles was gifted with the power of telepathy. Now and then, it seemed like he would indulge me and even flirt back a bit but always returned to the stuffy Englishman Professor persona before we could get to the fun part. I for one was getting tired of it. This would be the year I'd crack Charles Xavier.
Gradually, the class streamed in and Charles began the lecture. I began idly drawing in my notes. Charles was right. I didn't need to take this class. I had taken Chem semesters ago and was taking his class as an elective. Unfortunately for me, Charles taught a class I couldn't care less about. After what seemed like an agonizingly long hour and forty five minutes, the class was over.
"Ms. Black, if you wouldn't mind staying behind." I sighed. While I loved spending extra time with Charles, this would make me late for Logan's class. Logan was a nightmare when you were late. As the room cleared out, I walked up to the front and perched on the desk.
"What's up?"
"That's hardly a way to address your Professor, Ms. Black."
"Loosen up Charlie. It won't kill you to crack a smile," I smirked. "Seriously though, I doubt you kept me behind for no reason. Or did you?" I asked raising my eyebrows jokingly. Charles flushed scarlet.
"If you wouldn't mind letting me see your notes."
"I would mind," I jumped down from the desk.
"That wasn't a question, Ms. Black," he said extending his hand.
Sighing, I forked my notes over. While there was a picture of a quite majestic looking unicorn flying over a rainbow, there were no Chemistry notes to be found.
"Come on, you know I know this stuff already," I whined.
"Then why don't you take another class?"
"This one fit in my schedule," I lied smoothly.
"I know that's not true," he countered.
"Ugh, Charles, I really don't have to justify my decisions to you. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm late for Logan's class." This school year was starting off to a rocky start.
After an extra strenuous gym class, I was off to meet Annie in the cafeteria. I recounted my day briefly to her before we were off to our language class. We were scheduled to get a new professor this semester and I hoped it was something different than Spanish or Italian. Just then, a tall chiseled man walked into the room. While he certainly met the conventional standards for being attractive, he didn't really do it for me. Judging by the whispers across the room, many of the other girls certainly thought he was handsome. I knew with one look he was Annie's type.
"Annie, you're going to want to look up. I think class just got a whole lot hotter," I said nudging her.
"Hello class, my name is Professor Lehnsherr and I will be your German professor this year."
Annie let out a squeak. I smirked. I wasn't the only one with a crush on the faculty anymore.