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Chapter 10
When Archie got into his room he left the door open and propped it open with one of his boots that had been near the door. He threw himself face first onto his bed and let out a deep loud groan. Archie heard the light footsteps of a jog come down the hall and then stop outside his room.
"Archie?" An Aussie accent came through and with a few more footsteps and the click of his door told him that Belle had arrived and shut his door. "So, what happened? Did you guys kiss? Gimmie the deets!" The Aussie asked him, excitement riddled in her voice as she questioned him for details.
Archie rolled over onto his back and sat up seeing that Belle was holding a few packs of m&ms, the blue kind - his favourite kind as well mind you. He patted the space in front of him and the duo began eating the m&ms together as Archie recounted the whole night that he and Regina had shared. Except for Regina's past, not wanting to tell Belle what had happened because it wasn't his place to tell her.
"And we had a moment in the car, and I could have sworn we were going to kiss and then this fucker honked at us and we had to end things!" Archie swore, throwing his hands up in the air in annoyance.
Belle laughed. "I've never seen you this wound up before!"
"The chance to make out with the hottest professor at the university and you're surprised I'm wound up?" Archie scoffed and stuffed a few m&ms in his mouth.
Belle gave him a pointed look. "With how you eat I'm surprised she even gave you a lift home."
Archie blew a raspberry at the woman and flipped her off before throwing himself backwards. "I have to get up in like 6 hours, and I still need to finish my book and write a summary and fuuuuuuuck." Archie huffed, rubbing his eyes in frustration. "I might withdraw from English Lit."
"Are you serious?" Belle asked him, taking his arm and pulling him to sit up in front of her - she was met with resistance and more groaning.
"I can't keep up with it all the work and I'm bound to be late to Mills's class again and with two majors and a minor I can't do it." Archie huffed, he hadn't even gone to his last English Lit class and it already wasn't going well.
"Well, if you can't do it then you'll need to talk to Professor Nolan," Belle told him, passing over the bag of crispy m&ms with a sincere smile. "Don't stress too much, you just had a dinner date!"
"My masculinity is fragile, she paid for dinner," Archie told her, sarcasm dripping from his voice. Slowly, Archie stood from his bed and let out a yawn. "I need coffee, so I can start this bullshit."
Belle nodded, gently shoving his shoulder playfully. "You do that, I'm off to bed."
"Lucky bitch." Archie jokingly seethed and smiled. "Have fuuuuuun." He grabbed his dressing gown and pulled it over himself, as they both made their way out of the room. He sent Belle off with a hug and went to the kitchen, making himself a coffee with two sugars.
When he came back he opened audible on his phone and placed it on charge as he listened to the final few chapters of the book. Pulling up a word document he set to work on writing the one-page summary. By the time he had finished researching, writing, editing and refining the summary it was 3:49 am and he groaned loudly.
Pulling out the book from his bag, he placed it on his bookcase which was now full of books with a few placed haphazardly on top of other books. He made a note to buy another bookcase if he stayed in America.
Archie stood up and stretched himself out, feeling pops in his back. The young man made his way to the kitchen to make another coffee. Moving through the living room he realised that it was still a mess from the party a couple of days ago and there were dishes piling up in the sink. He poured himself a cup of coffee and pulled out a cigarette from the pack that resided in his pocket. After placing the cancer stick between his lips he lit it, taking a long drag from the cigarette he looked around at the mess.
Grabbing a black bin bag he went around the room, picking up ashtrays and emptying them, throwing cans and bottles in the pin along with any other kind of rubbish that littered the coffee table, sofa and overall living room. Placing it in the kitchen he grabbed the hoover and set to work with hoovering everything up to make it a cleaner place to be in. He opened windows to allow the smell of smoke and booze to disappear and sprayed air freshener around the room.
He moved onto the kitchen, washing things up and cleaning the sides down along with the cooker itself. He wiped his forehead with his arm and looked around, the place looked good again and he could see himself coming out of his room again. Archie grabbed the rubbish bag, left the front door on the latch and carried it to the bin out the front.
When everything was finished and he was sat on the kitchen counter drinking his now stone cold coffee it was 5:04 am. He hummed, feeling better if not a little tired. A lot tired actually. Gulping down the stone cold coffee he placed it in the sink, washing it up and putting it on the rack to dry.
Archie went back to his room, grabbed his shower stuff and went upstairs to shower and smell nice again. When he came back armed with his dirty clothes and shower stuff he dumped the clothes in the hamper and planned to do his washing tomorrow on his day off. And put his shower things away.
Archie pulled on new boxers, a pair of black skinny jeans and black leather boots, black shirt with white dots on it along with a cream coloured jumper. He pulled on his trusty leather jacket.
Grabbing his bag, he dumped out the art clothes he had stored in there and threw them into his hamper, placed his MacBook and charger in it, his phone charger and his creative writing book. Before swearing, taking his MacBook back out and printing his summary, placing it in his laptop and shoved it back into his bag. Archie also dumped the pack of m&ms in his bag.
He made sure he grabbed his keys, wallet, phone and cigarettes including his lighter and walked out of the room, flicking his light off and locking up the room before leaving for the Starbucks on campus. It took him thirty minutes to walk there, cigarette in the mouth as he strolled his way casually through shortcuts to get to the cafe.
As Archie waited in line at the coffee shop he checked the time. 6:30 am. He ordered a black Americano, a pumpkin spiced latte with two extra shots of espresso. And then two double espressos. When they arrived he asked for a cup of ice and placed two ice cubes in both the double espressos and proceeded to down them like they were shots of tequila. Archie made his way over to Regina's office and knocked on the door.
"Come in." A sultry deep voice told him.
Archie quickly opened the door to see his Professor and Professor Hood. Archie flashed her his winning smile.
"Good morning Professor Mills, Professor Hood." Archie held up the to go cups and set the Americano on her desk. "I brought coffee with me, shall I continue the filing from yesterday?"
"That would be great, thank you. And for the coffee as well Mr McCall." Regina smiled at him as he set his bag down and began work on the filing once more. "As you can see Mr Hood, I'm looking after my student again."
"And what's the reason this time, Regina?" The man asked, looking over at the young brit that went about picking up files and organising them.
"Mr McCall was late. He's making up for lost time." Regina spoke, she had a harder tone this time, her eyes blazing with slight anger. "Mr Hood, I have a lesson to plan for so if you would be so kind," Regina gestured to the door.
The man nodded, and he left, leaving the door open again. Archie strolled to the door and shut it after the man and went towards Regina, leaning against the armrest of the couch in front of the desk.
"Archibald, you're looking a little worse for where," Regina stated, seeing the grey under his eyes. She took a sip of her coffee and watched as he reached over and grabbed his own coffee.
"Haven't slept yet. Stayed up finishing the book and doing the summary." Archie informed her, taking a sip of his coffee and then rubbing his eyes with his free hand. "Then I had two hours left until I had to get up so I cleaned the living room and kitchen."
Regina stared at him. "Make sure you're on time today so you can spend tomorrow catching up on sleep."
"I'll be fine," Archie assured her, half-heartedly though mind you. "I've worked two jobs before whilst at college, sleep is for the weak."
Regina shook her head with a smile. "Archibald, that isn't healthy."
Archie smirked. "Why Regina, are you worried about me?" The young man teased her, raises his brow just slightly, unable to do so.
"I'm more worried about your grade." Regina scoffed, teasing him back.
Archie laughed and waved his hand. "You're worried about meeee," He sung as he stood up and swallowed down a gulp of coffee, and let out a sigh. "Right, I'm going to do filing."
Regina nodded, giving him a soft smile and typed away at her laptop. The air was calm once more and the sliding of a card on card filled the air as Archie went about organising. There was soft chattering outside the door that passed every so often.
"What will you give me when I finish this?" Archie asked suddenly, looking over to Regina who had been startled out of her work.
"Do you plan on being late more often?" Regina asked, raising a brow with a smirk.
Archie gave her a shrug, looking over the files in his hands. "I mean I owe you dinner, so I might as well."
Regina gave him a pointed look. "You're not allowed to be late anymore Mr McCall."
"Or what?" Archie smirked, stopping what he was doing and looking up to look at the Professor.
Regina stood up and crossed the floor to stand in front of the young man, taking hold of his leather jacket. "Three lates means an absence. Do you want three absences to take 10% off your grade?"
"Maybe I'll ask for extra credit," Archie suggested, moving closer to the woman.
Regina raised a brow and touched his lips with her index finger, her olive skin was a stark contrast to his light sandy skin. "What makes you so sure that you'll be offered extra credit?"
Archie smirked and it took him everything he had not to kiss her index finger. "I'm-" The finger was pushed into his lips and the pointed look was back.
"Hush." It was an order. Regina looked at him, searching his eyes before she pulled him closer to her by his leather jacket. "Nod or shake your head. Do you want this?"
Archie quickly nodded his head before he even recognised what the question was. There was a moment of hesitation before Regina leant in, there was a battle of there tongues, Archie was pinned against the filing cabinets as Regina wrapped her arms around his neck as their tongues danced and thought for dominance before Archie allowed her to take control.
They finally came up for air and they looked at each other, there were no words needed and finally, when the moment passed, Professor Regina Mills gave him a smirk. "Get to class."