"You Made Me Love You"
Friday February 10th
She could feel him on top of her, his warm hands gently caressing her thigh. His lips felt hot against her soft, cool skin. They were both groaning in pleasure, their sweaty bodies writhing in perfect unison. She was practically on fire. She had never felt this type of passion in her life.
Josie Trent shot up and sat straight up in bed, This was the third time she had this dream this week, but this was the first time she could see his face. Why was she dreaming of him? It was 2:15 in the morning and she knew she wasn't going to fall back asleep anytime soon. She lay back down on her bed and stared up at the ceiling trying to identify her feelings and why she had the dream in the first place. She comtemplated whether or not to tell her dream to anyone. She decided not to tell anyone, especially the person the dream was about. She wouldn't even tell her roomate, Corrine. Josie looked over at Corrine. Luckily, she was still sleeping and snoring her head off. Josie finally got back to sleep at 3:30 a.m.
Twelve hours later Josie dragged herself into the science room for her science club meeting. Normally, she loved going to science club, but nothing about this day was normal. She was dreading going to science club and facing the person in her dream.
"Josie, Could I see you after science club today," Professor Z said seriously.
"Yeah, sure," Josie said nervously. She was the first person to arrive, she sat and looked down at her notebook, pretending to write something.
Two minutes later, she heard Marshall and Lucas arguing as they entered the science room.
She turned her head and saw Marshall and Lucas carrying some sort of device.
"Watch out for the side of the door," yelled Marshall.
"Next time you can carry your own experiment," said Lucas
"Oh there's not going to be a next time. You almost dropped it three times while going down the stairs. Next time I'll ask someone who's not a complete klutz to help me out," Marshall said obviously pissed off.
"You better be nice or I will un-volunteer to demonstrate what this stupid machine does," said Lucas.
Marshall just shot him a dirty look as they set the device on the desk in front of the room.
"What is this," Josie asked.
"It's my love meter, it can calculate the energy between two people. The more energy there is, the higher the mercury goes up on the large thermometer attached to the front," Marshall said proudly. "It took me 2 months to make."
"I can't wait to see it in action, are your volunteers here yet," asked Professor Z.
"No. I mean Corrine's not here yet."
Just then, Corrine and Vaughn walked into the science room together laughing.
"If you two are done, Corrine can you come up here?" Marshall asked.
"Sure, just let me put my books down," said Corrine as she walked over to the table with Vaughn.
"OK, Lucas can you come up?" Marshall asked annoyed.
Lucas got up from his seat next to Josie and stood next to the square metal device.
"Corrine? Are you two done?" Marshall said impatiently.
Corrine had been talking to Vaughn while all Vaughn could do was stare at Josie.
"I'm coming Marshall, calm down," she said.
Marshall proceeded to hook Lucas and Corrine up to the machine. Lucas stood on one side of the mahine and Corrine on the other. They each put one had into a strap coming out of the side of the machine. Marshall fastened the straps. He then flipped the switch on and red and white lights bordering the machine were blinking. Marshall then sat next to Josie.
Lucas couldn't help but look at the face of one of the science club members. He was looking into their deep brown eyes. Corrine was doing the same. She couldn't keep her eyes off of one of the members as she thought, why can't he love me back?
All of a sudden there was a big flash of light and smoke filled the room.
"My machine! It's fried," Marsall yelled. As the smoke cleared, he went over to his machine to check it out.
"Oh this is great, two months of work down the drain!" Marshall picked up the device by himself and put it in the back of the room.
"I'll work on it this weekend," he said.
Vaughn, Corrine, Marshall, and Lucas all walked out of the room. Josie got up hoping she wouldn't have to talk to Professor Z.
"Josie, can I talk to you?"
He sat at the table in the front of the room. She sat on the other side of it.
"What's up," said Josie.
"I think you know what's this about, you were late for class three times this week. I tried to talk to you after class this morning, but you just went running out of here."
"Sorry. I haven't been sleeping well lately," she said.
"Are you having any problems you want to alk to me about," Professor Z asked, obviously concerned.
Josie shifted uncomfortably in her seat and narrowed her eyes "I'd rather not talk to you about this," she said.
"Have you been having strange dreams," he asked.
"How did you know?"
Professor Z cleared his throat "Wild guess. You seem to be extremely uncomfortable. Maybe if we talk about the dreams they'll go away."
"Ok what the hell, here goes, I've been dreaming about you."
"Well it's perfectly normal to dream about people you see everyday," he said.
"There was nothing normal about this dream, Professor Z . You and me were kissing." Josie closed her eyes, mortified, hoping when she opened them, he would be gone, and this would all just be a dream.
No such luck. She opened them and Professor Z just stood there with his mouth open, looking totally shocked. It seemed like an eternity when he finally spoke. All could Josie do was look down at the big black table.
"Please don't be embarrassed. It's perfectly normal to have a crush on your teacher. What's not so normal is for a teacher to have feelings for his student," he said leting out a deep breath.
Josie looked up into his big blue eyes, "What did you just say?"
"You heard me.", he said. They looked at each other, as if truly for the first time.
Just then, Professor Z ripped his glasses of and swept the papers on the table onto the floor. They both climbed on top of the table and started kissing passionately. Professor Z layed Josie down on the table and was now on top of her.
What they both didn't realize was the door was left open a crack. Someone poked their head in to speak to Professor Z, but got quite an eyeful instead. This person quietly closed the door, and started walking up the stairs thinking how this information could help he/she get what he/she ultimately wanted.