Title: Teacher's Pet

Chapter 3: Obvious

Author: Moxie

Disclaimer: None of the characters in this story are mine. I am left my little fantasies of what would happen to these characters.

Summary: Another predictable story. She's busting her ass but Roxie's still in danger of losing her scholarship. She can't afford it and is offered an opportunity to raise her grade in the class that's threatening her education. The title says it all really. R&R

Author's Note: I don't intend on this being a drawn out story, unless something strikes me, but it'll probably be about 3 or 4 chapters, possibly less. Also, I know nothing about the crap they give you in college. I've got about 5 years till I end up with parties, pulling all-nighters and keggers, so if you have any complaints about me doing or saying something incorrectly, just e-mail me.

Category: Sabrina the Teenage Witch- PG-13

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Sabrina sat the desk in her bedroom tapping the same key on her keyboard, repetitively. She had been so close to getting Roxie to tell her whatever it was that had been bothering her. What did she mean 'kicked out of college'? What did she do? Just then the slam of a door interrupted the questions that grew repetitive in her mind. Her eyes shot up to the screen in front of her and she realized that a list of blank space from the spacebar had been on the screen following her name.

She got up from the seat and left the room. Miles plopped himself down on the sofa in the living room and clicked on the television tuning it to the discovery channel. She sat beside him on the sofa. "Hey Miles."

"Oh hey Sabrina. Isn't the nature of the hummingbird just fascinating?"

"Yeah Miles…fascinating." She grabbed the remote and hit the off button. An offended Miles turned to her.

"Sabrina!"

"Okay-wait, before you get upset, I had a reason!"

"You better have! The mating ritual of the hummingbirds are one of the most incredible-"

"God…you do need a girlfriend." He shut up just then and the blond go on.

"Do you know what's going on with Roxie?"

"Well…uh, she was having trouble in Carlin's class-"

"Did she tell you anything else? Like how she pulled her grade up?"

"She pulled her grade up? That's great!"

"No, that's not great Miles!" Miles gave a questioning look and Sabrina sighed, not wanting to repeat the story when he couldn't give her the answers she wanted. "Morgan said that she Roxie come home a couple nights ago and was crying," Miles looked shocked as if an alien had just walked up to him and asked him to watch Gilligan. "When I asked her about it, she said that she did something to make sure she wouldn't get thrown out. Unfortunately, I didn't get to find out what that was."

"And you want to know what."

"Yes."

"Sorry, Sabrina." Sabrina sighed at the great amount of help Miles offered and turned back on the ritual for Miles to speculate.

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It was another controversial class and though everyone had originally raised eyebrows at Roxie's backing down, it had become student nature to push doubt to the back of their minds and forget the past promise of seeing the War is Raw pre-show by the podium. The routine continued and she waited for the class to file out. Not even Sabrina announced that she would be waiting for her friend in the lounge anymore, but went on as a victim of the routine.

Carlin walked to the door, pulled down the shades nonchalantly and did his business at the door while Roxie gathered her books, packing them in the Timberland book bag. She looked up at him towering over her and rose her eyes to meet his usual dark dress pants, white shirt and neatly set tie, all of which led to the familiar dark glaze of his eyes. He smiled at her with that cocky grin of admiration that lingered on his lips. "Nice discussion on Catholicism in literature, Ms. Bovary."

"I could've done better." She answered apathetically, completely aware of his next phrase, with no fear in her own voice and without fear of what the phrase would lead to. She lived with the comfort that she no longer cared. Then he said the phrase, "I'd like you to make up for it….", and she simply let her lids fall.

Miles sat in the lounge chair beside Sabrina with a textbook sprawled across his legs. Realizing that he had forgotten his notes in Carlin's class, he was suddenly awoke to Sabrina's rambles that he had thought he'd zoned out.

"And if she was going to get kicked out, why didn't she tell me?"

"Sabrina-" She turned to him, "You would've told me, right, Miles?"

"Yes Sabrina, but-"

"What did she do? Why don't I know?"

Miles rolled his eyes and made his way back to the room for his commentaries.

He knocked on the wooden door and attempted to look through the veil of the upper window. He knocked on the door. "Uh… Professor Carlin? I forgot my notes." He turned the knob of the door and it made a small clicking sound as if the lock had come loose at the turn. He pushed the door open and after his eyes widened a little, he quickly closed it back, pressing his back against it. "Oh my god."

On the other side of the polished oak, Carlin stood at his desk, tightening his tie and replacing the two loose top buttons of his dress shirt in the small oval holes. Roxie stood on the other side of the professor's desk and brushed her palm against her shirt, smoothing it down. She could just imagine what Miles must have been thinking of her right now.

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He groaned loudly enough for it to register to her that he was annoyed, or at any rate bored. She turned to him with that look that he loathed. That looked that he was sick of and told them she was uncomfortable and loathed him just as much as he hated the look. He propped himself up on an elbow. "Listen, Roxie…this doesn't have to change anything between us. Just because some little sophomore twit saw us in a classroom together. He closed the door so fast, I don't even think he knows what he saw."

"That sophomore twit's my friend!"

"Oh, come on, Roxie, let's no get aegis now."

"Oh come on, Arthur, let's not commit statutory rape now."

He sighed and let himself fall from his elbow and against the pillow. She got up from her seat on the bed and reached for the baggy army pants on the floor. Suddenly she whipped around and questioned him. "What would you do if anyone every found out about us?"

He propped up again with less self-assurance and amusement and shrugged just slightly. "I don't know what I'd do, Roxie. I've never gotten caught."

She smirked acridly and continued to pull on the army pants and the sheer black shirt. She headed out of the room, gathering her stuff along the way and he shouted while unmoving in bed. "Don't do anything stupid, Roxie! It might ruin your animal magnetism in bed!" The roar of the door was heard in the apartment as she left him to smile, plotting as the wheels turned.

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I couldn't think of a way to start the 3rd chapter or of a way to leak the secret, hence the title "Obvious".