Modern, college AU! Anakin Skywalker and Padmé Naberrie are students at Boston University. Both twenty-one years old. Padmé Naberrie is a political science major and Anakin Skywalker is a mechanical engineering major and star college hockey forward and captain of Terriers, with his eyes set on becoming an NHL hockey player. Padmè's wish is to be attorney.
With this chapter I continue the story *The Goal* author: joeyf3271
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The Goal , Chapter 1 (8)
Anakin Skywalker
It's Tuesday again, exactly one week since I saw her fort he first time. At ten-ten begins the class Ancient Greek History, and since yesterday I'm a bit excited to see her again, she actually hasn't gotten out of my head since we had lunch together yesterday. Yes, I was in the library later doing research for my assignment and was cursing myself for better concentration. I'm a good student and on Dean's list but now I know that I need average of four-point-seventeen GPA , because that's exactly the score for MIT. And yes, I have plans for the future, now pretty clear, in the case the contract with Bruins doesn't work out and my NHL career takes me away from home, for the time being.
A lot has moved into direction of my goal, but definitely not into direction I thought as first, not since my discussion with Mom on Saturday. Still, I'm happy with it, I just have to be patient, as Mom said, it will be worth at the end. She is worth it. Padmé.
I don't know what Wesley knows or can better than me, that he can say I am in love. Huh? Ah yes, I suppose he has been in a situation like this before, although he would never admit it, and knows how it feels like, what the symptoms of the disease are ... but disease? Is that really one? It feels that way, but also good and yet somehow different than just wanting to have sex with someone ... strange somehow. Am I really ready to admit to myself ... that I'm in love? No, I've definitely never felt like this, whatever it is.
"Morning Skywalker, slept well… had nice dreams ... wet ones or otherwise?" Wesley scoffs with a grin and offers me a cup of coffee that he had just made fresh.
I take the offered cup in my hand, bring it to my lips and take the scent of the freshly brewed coffee first, before I take a good sip and look him in the eyes over the cup :
"Asshole!"
"I mean, I didn't see you after practice last evening to ask you how your lunch went. You hid in your room, did you study or just dreamed? ... come on Bro, give me something. " He says demanding and I know I can't get away, I won't hear the end of it if I don't give him what he wants to know.
"What do you want to know ? It was nice, of course, I behaved like a gentleman, after all I'm one and our mothers were there, which actually made things easier. Even after lunch she wasn't dismissive when I accompanied her to her car, I even think she has become a little more open. I'll take this way and, as you said, wait and see how the whole thing develops till the end of semester, well in near future."
So, if I don't want to be late for class, I have to hurry up, take shower, get dressed and drive off now and if I don't want to get stuck in traffic, or worse, if all the parking spots are occupied. Then I'll definitely be late for class and may see someone else is sitting next to Padmé on my seat. No, that can't happen.
I rinse my cup and put it in the dishwasher, then I go to the bathroom, take care of my business, shave thoroughly, brush my teeth and take the shower quickly, dry off myself , apply my deodorant and of course a splash of cologne ... or better two, or three. From now on, special attention will be paid to this, including especially my outfit. I want to impress her. Yes, I'm looking devilishly good, I know it, but what's the name of it, clothes make people. I pull clean underwear out of the drawer: blue boxers and socks, and because the weather is just like yesterday, I take a royal blue Ralph Lauren polo shirt, my favorite faded Levi's jeans, my Oxfords and the light denim jacket. Another quick look in the mirror…. satisfied ? Yes! OK. , I let me see like this. As always, I take care not to forget anything; cell phone, wallet, keys, the backpack with my Mac that I hang over my shoulder.
I walk out of the house to my blue Mustang and call:
"See you later Bro"
"Sure ... and have fun with the one-week anniversary," he laughs again, the asshole.
I get in, put my backpack on the passenger seat, start the Mustang and drive into the traffic. Fortunately, the streets are not crowded, so I can get to the student parking lot in about ten minutes and find a spot at the entrance. I have to run a few steps more , but don't want to take the risk that I won't find anything if I do another lap. When I get to the building where we have Ancient Classical History class , I open the door to lobby and go to coffee bar to buy something to eat, if they have my favourite bagel. I will not take a double espresso as usual because I already had a coffee this morning. I don't want to start tremble from too much caffeine, especially not in front of Padmé. No, that's not going to happen. I'm a little nervous anyway. If she's not as dismissive today as she was last week, what I hope, I'll try to make a little conversation, very careful not push too much so as not to ruin the advance made yesterday.
On coffe bar I order a small bottle of Coke and a bagel with ham and extra chees, the barista offering me something else in addition, which I refuse with a polite smile and pay for my order. That times are over ! I have a goal now and, to be honest, the ambition to pursue it makes me absolutely insensitive to external stimuli ... and it feels so good. Just thinking about Padmé I feel butterflies in my stomach. Love. Love? Is that how it feels when a man falls in love ... and I'm a man, I'm not a teenage crush? Is that how it feels when you've found the right one? But damm, I'm in love for the first time ... for the first time. Do I have to fall in love ten more times to be able to make the difference? No, I know, SHE is the woman for me. She whipped me and yes I love her, I need her. I want her like no other, between the sheets in my bed. I want her so bad. Yes, ... but not only for sex. I want to see her as my girlfriend, to go to the cinema with her, to a concert, to see Bruins playing, make parties with friends, go out for lunch or dinner, go on a shopping tour, travel ... .. and when we have graduated, I would like her as my fiancée and finally as my wife and mother of my children ... and that is exactly what I'm going to tell her one day. Until then, I have to be patient and go forvard step by step, as my Mom said.
Why always so introverted? I'm sitting here in the lobby eating my bagel, drinking my Coke and when I'm finished I dispose of my trash. I find a fisherman's friend in my jacket pocket and suck on it. Cool down Skywalker. I go upstairs to our class, it is still a little more than ten minutes until the beginning. The back rows are not all occupied, my seat next to Padmé as well.
She is sitting there in her splendid beauty and charisma of an angel. She wears no makeup, or only a little. Her beautiful luxuriouse curls fall open to half of her back, only pinned up at the sides, free ears adorned with small ear studs with small diamonds. Reading glasses are on her nose, even they look good and give her a competent expression. Not that she doesn't have it. Her floral scent makes me dizzy. She wears a pink blouse with collar and a dark blue summer cashmere pullover with a V-neck, dark tight jeans and black Tod's loafers W80 with white sole. WOW, you have to be able to top it! Her black leather jacket, which she wore last Thursday, hangs on the back of the chair. My eyes stick to her and my pulse is pounding. What a beauty, no one can compair to her. As I said, she is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and the class of her own. The iced coffee, so I can see, and laptop are on the table, she's probably reading Thursday's notes and is preparing for the class.
I go to her, lean over with a big smile:
"Good morning Padmé" and let me down on the chair.
At the moment she hears me, she turns left to me, a little smile adorns her angelic face and she returns my greeting :
"Good morning Anakin"
How much more can I hope for ? She even call me by my name, it's a good start. At first I don't say anything, but I know that I have to start talking, we don't have so much time until class beginns and after this class each of us has to attend the own . I clear my throat and start with:
"I thought about our unexpected meeting and lunch with our mothers all the time yesterday. It was very pleasant ... and I had the impression our mothers enjoyed it too ... "she looks at me, raised eyebrows, but she says nothing "... and I thought …. we could repeat that ….. what do you think about it Padmé ? "
For a little while she says nothing and then, when I thought I wasn't getting an answer or even a rejection, she says
"Yes, why not…. yes " yes again as if she want to confirm what she said.
Slowly, not rushing, I brake myself…
"Maybe …. once a month? " I formulate that as a question and smile at her.
She still looks at me and agrees
"Yes, that would work"
"Great, then every first Monday of the month?" I dare to decide and look her in the eyes.
She agrees with a nod of her head and mumbles
"Mhhhm, it's okay" and slowly turns to her laptop.
I keep trying my luck
"... or is another day better ...maybe ? My agenda is pretty full and what's about you? "
She calls up her schedule in a neu file and answers without looking at me:
" I have only Thursday afternoon free, but that is not relevant. "
At this information I almost get high and decide to ask a very brave question.
"Interesting P. !"
... she turns to me questioningly, raised her eyebrows.
"... .. I have also only Thursday afternoon free..." stay cool Skywalker, don't screw now
"... maybe, maybe, uh ... maybe we could ... go for a coffee together... somewhere in DownTown ... far away from campus ? "
She looks at me, totally surprised, her eyes as large like saucers, her mouth almost open. In anticipation of her answer, I dare not to breathe, my heart is racing. Have I pushed too far? Now is the crucial moment. She gathers and tries to refuse
"Anakin I ... " a clear blush on her face
"Padmé " I say very softly
she stutters "... I can ... I don't really want to ..I ."
My heart is pounding like crazy, I tilt my head down and say almost pleadingly
"Padmé, please …. say yes "
She looks at me with her chocolate brown eyes in which I can see that she wants to say yes, but for some reason has to say no. There goes a long moment of doubt as she tries to slow her breathing, and then her decision is made:
"OK. … but it's not a date! "
I'm about to explode, YES!
"OK. , no date " I repeat, disagreed, but I don't say anything else. For the beginning I'm almost high and I know there is more to come, yes I know it. Just be patient.
Professor Yu enters the lecture hall, the calm spreads and the class begins. We all make notes. From time to time I sneak a look to my right side, so I can see her out of the corner of my eye. She writes on her laptop and sips the iced coffee. She turns to me twice, visibly nervous, as if she would like to say something and I hope she hasn't changed her mind and tries to tell me, I hope she stays with her decision. If it's any help, I give her a warm smile.
With my last bit of strength I try to concentrate and write down some important points from today's lesson in the file. Professor Yu releases us a few minutes earlier and I save the data, put my laptop in my backpack and watch her puting her things in the bag. She gets up but does not go further. I get up and stay beside her. We stand a foot apart and look into each other's eyes. I would like to touch her luxury curls with my hand, I can hardly breathe, but I control myself. Her carotid is pulsing, she must feel just like me. This electricity between us…. flows ... yes. It is definitely that something between us.
"See you here on Thursday Padmé, and then we can decide where to meet to go to Down Town and where we can have coffee. Now you have surely another class that you have to attend ... just like me and later I have practice. Have a nice day Padmé "
"Yes, you too."
She says with a sweet smile and I lose myself in her chocolate brown eyes. I'm grinning like a teenager, I don't want to go, I don't want this moment to end, but… .. that can't be helped. I move to the side and make space that she can go past, show with my hand
"You first, Padmé"
She nods as a thank you, goes past me and touches me lightly with her shoulder. I feel the touch like an electric shock, its scent clouded my senses. She walks through the door and stops, looking for something in her pocket. I also stop behind her and see, from my right side are coming two puck bunnies that I already "know", they grab my upper arms and try to pull me away.
"Come on Skywalker, you have something to explain. Where were you last night ?"
Not that they can really pull me away, they're not strong enough for that. With determination I pull out myself of her grip and try to answer politely
"I'm sorry ladies, don't you see that I'm just talking with someone?" I try as an excuse "... and I also have a class that I have to attend , I'm already late "
They take a look at Padmé a little disparagingly, as if they don't believe that I can only talk to someone.
"Well then Skywalker, maybe until this evening and don't try to evade the demand," says one of the two and winks at me.
Padmé is just watching me with amusement:
"Do you feel like that all the time or are these just campus rumors?"
"Unfortunately, I rarely have no privacy Padmé, I hope such things don't disturb you when we go for a coffee, in the case someone sees us together and speaks to me like that. "
"No, why should it? We're not a couple "
... well, hopefully that will be changed soon, I think.
"See you on Thursday Padmé" I wink at her, she pulls the right side of her lips upwards, almost like an ironic smile and shakes her head.
"Until Thursday Anakin"
We both turn around and go our separate ways for this morning. A little fist pump for advance, I'm grinning at myself and I'm high. Her voice rings in my ears…. for the rest of the day, yes, good mood.
The next class, like every Tuesday, as well as flirting puck-bunnies whose efforts I don't respond to. Lost in my thoughts, yes in my thoughts only an angel, my angel, my ice queen, my Padmé ... and already I feel a little tight in my jeans. Embarrassing.
After this class I have a break which I use to go to the Pavement Coffeehous with Wesley to take something to eat. At 14.10 I have the next class and then I drive to Agganis Arena for practice. A busy day.
Today I still have some project tasks that I have to do, I can't miss anything. I know that I have to concentrate on an even better average in addition to the hard practice ... and I still have a job… .. and now Padmé. In a relationship, or if I'm striving for one, I have to get involved and the day has only 24 hours. So I just have to focus on what I'm doing at the moment and one thing at a time. Hm, I have to make a work plan otherwise I can't get out of my dreams. As if it were so easy. Dammit !
So practice; I have it every day except Sunday. Monday, Tuesday late afternoon, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday morning, Saturday evening. Nothing can be done about that. Nothing helps but work hard…. I have to get into the NHL. It has been my goal in life since I was a little boy. This is my priority No.1 ... or is it No.1? She messed everything up…. But it feels so good. Well, I don't go to parties or sleep around now, so I have more time to study. Weekend work…. And Padmé?
For first Thursday afternoon. I think she wouldn't want more, not yet. OK. , that's not a lot of time we would spend together, but it will develop with time. I know that she will give in , I just know. I just can't push too much and make pressure, I have to be patient. I know she feels attracted to me, she shows with every gesture when we interact and the way she looks at me and is nervous, blushing quickly. I see she feels what I feel, she just has to make herself admit that she fell in love.
It didn't take long for me, no wonder it hit me like a ton of stones, literally, love at first sight. I just didn't get it right away.
Practice is ticked for today, now learning for the project, it is not an optional subject and very important for my degree, make an effort Skywalker.
The job at Watoo will be done when I have time, next Saturday afternoon. Learning is done again on Sundays.
When I get home, I meet my roommates ... in a good mood. Rex and Cody are sitting on the couch sipping beer. Wesley makes sandwiches in the kitchen.
"Do you have some for me too, Bro?" I'm always hungry, I don't need to ask, he knows.
"Sure Bro, I know that from time to time you think with your stomach instead of just with other part of your anatomy…. But to be honest, I'm not sure if this part still work, you haven't had sex one week long, "he grins like crazy and laughs at my again the asshole .
At the word sex, Rex and Cody turn to us and want the update of the happenings
And Wes makes the update
"The status is like this: the four of us, hard fuckers, are only three hard fuckers now, because one of us fell gloriously on the field of love. The most famous womanizer on the campus no longer lives up to his reputation and is forced to give up his title Ficker No.1 "and they all laugh, they almost roll on the floor, it's so funny, real.
I don't even try to give back answer, I know I have no chance. Finally I entrusted all my thoughts about Padmé to Wesley, showed him Padmé and informed him about my lunch date. He's my best friend ... and now he's laughing at me, OK. not really. My situation is certainly a little strange for my roommates, they won't laugh anymore when they notice that I'm very serious.
"OK. if you think I'm need less energy now, just give me one sandwich. " He knows and knows I like sandwiches with ham and extra cheese and I actually get one only .
"Thanks Bro, I'll be definitely full of that." I take another glass of milk, yes I also drink milk, from the refrigerator and go to my room to study, against all the protests of my roommates. I know that I have to learn, as I said, I need a better average than I thought befor. Let's go for four-point-seventeen GPA.
I hear Wesley, Cody and Rex laughing in the living room, maybe about me, but that doesn't bother me now, I concentrate on work and after two hours I have done what I had planned. I go to the bathroom again, take care of my business, brush my teeth and wish my friends * good night *. They watch me with a dose of skepticism and wish me the same. I go to my room, pull my sleeping pants, turn off the lights and slide into my bed. I am tired and try to sleep, yes I really do, but the sleep does't come. She is spinning in my head again. Damn it. When I only think of her my dick twitches in my sleeping pants. This has never happened to me before. I always had plenty of help with certain needs, I didn't need to fantasize about sex. I'm wound up so tight that my balls ache. But now ? What should I do now ? Should I wait until my hard erection is gone or should I lay my hand on myself? Yes, I did this when I was teenager and old enough to know why my dick got hard. I'm almost embarrassed. I'm not a teenager anymore, I'm a man ... but the problem still remains. I slide my right hand down my sleeping pants and start caressing my steel-hard erection. This is just the beginning. My breath gets faster and heavier, my heart goes crazy. I pump into my fist and imagine how I beat in Padmé's wet heat, her breasts in my hand and her nipples in my mouth. I can almost hear her meowing in ecstasy below me and calling my name. After firmer and faster pumping movements, I feel the tingling along my spine, my abdominal muscles tighten, my balls ache, my hip thrusting up into my fist several times, my dick starts to twitch and my orgasm hits me with full force. In several spurts I pour the seeds on my own stomach. Oh my God ! My heart is beating like crazy against the ribs, I have hardly any air in my lungs, there is a slight sheen of sweat all over my body.
Well, today was successful so far and from here I will work my way forward. To my mental note I just have to add a few important points that I have to mention on Thursday, everything else will work out, I'm good at interacting and improvising and she is a senior in political science, she has to be able to make conversation. We'll find a few topics to talk about. Sleep now Skywalker, tomorrow is also another day.