It was my first day as a senior at Columbia University in New York. It was still overwhelming how far I had gone. I was studying at my dream school with my best friend. Quinn Fabray was my lifesaver. We knew had knew each other since high school. She was a head cheerleader and she basically ruled the school. Until she got pregnant with a football player. She decided to keep the baby, when her babygirl was born she named her Beth. She gave Beth to adoption center, got a tattoo of Ryan Seacrest and became a skank. Fortunately I was still her best friend so I helped her to got back on her feet. This poor girl had a big luggage of past to carry, but I was there to help her.
I was sitting in my favorite cafe on campus and drinking my late when Quinn approached me.
"You coming?" She asked with a frustration in her voice.
"Yeah. Sorry, I got lost in my thoughts again." I apologized and got up from an armchair.
We left the cafe and went to the big building where we had our first class this year of Experimental Psychology. It was my favorite class. Not because of my love to experiments, but because of the professor - Santana Lopez. She was a quite young Latina, I heard she had 28 years, but even though her age she was very passionate about her work. Not to mention her appearance. She had long black hair, her eyes were like dark chocolate. Brunette's full lips and perfect figure made everyone at a campus crave her.
When I got back to reality, again, I was passing Ms. Lopez. I said quietly "Good Morning". She smiled and showed us empty chairs. Few minutes passed and the class began.
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I was in a middle of answering a question from Ms. Lopez, when Quinn passed me a note. I hid it under my books and tried not to look at the blonde as I was finishing my response.
"Exactly Ms. Pierce. That was the purpose of this experiment. Good to know that there's at least one person who can think." She laughed and looked me in the eyes. I immediately blushed at her comment. "Oh, and Ms. Fabray, please don't pass notes to others while they are trying to learn." She squinted her eyes at my friend and smirked. After a second she got back to lecturing.
When Ms. Lopez was preoccupied with other students I took the note from Quinn. It said
"Stop starring at her lips! She can totally see it…" I laughed at it and hid it again. Latina must've heard my laughter, because she locked her eyes with mine. My cheeks got red again as I quickly looked down.
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After an hour the class was over. I started picking up my things but I felt someone's eyes on me. I looked up and saw the brunette starring at me.
"Ms. Pierce, can we talk?" She asked and smiled. I couldn't resist it, I blushed again. Every look she gave me paralyzed me.
"Yes, of course." I said quickly. Too quick. The corner of her lips raised. She looked around like she was waiting for the classroom to be empty. Few minutes later we were the only ones in the room.
"I have to say that I'm impressed by you. Somehow you manage to be very active during lectures and you seem like you understand everything, but yet you have pretty low grades. Brittany, if I may call you-" I stopped her by nodding my head. "It's your last year here so I thought you may need a little help."
"Is it that bad? Oh god, I'm so sorry. I promise I'll get better!" I was embarrassed by my grades. It wasn't like I didn't try. I was spending a lot of time learning, but no matter how hard I would work and study, my grades would be still bad. Last year I almost failed most of my classes, but Quinn was there to help me and tutor me.
"I believe you, but I have also talked to the dean's office and they agreed on me tutoring you." My jaw dropped. I just starred at her hoping that wasn't a stupid dream that I would wake up from. "Are you okay? You look pale." She put her hand on my shoulder.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just don't understand why you did that." I mumbled. I couldn't process that information. I was going to have a tutor, who was my professor, on whom I had a huge crush. It sounded so good, yet so bad.
"Look, Brittany." She looked at my once again to check if I was still okay with her calling her by my name. I nodded. "I see your capability. I know you are smart and I also know that you are going to do something big one day. I don't want you to waste all this. Plus trust me, teaching you is my pleasure." She smirked at me as she saw me blushing.
"Thank you so much. Thank you for believing in me. Thank you for all of his" I wanted to hug her so bad. I knew that it would be weird and probably uncomfortable to her so I just gave her this grateful smile that I usually gave Quinn when she did something for me.
"Tomorrow at 10 in The Coffeemaker?" She ask smiling. "It's my favorite cafe." She whispered. I felt chills as I heard her husky voice.
"Deal." I smiled and thanked her again. She smiled once again and left the class.
I was still in shock.