Chapter 3: Eyes
Thank you so much for my first reviews, I am very humbled. Guest asked me if the story is inspired in Taylor Swift's illicit affairs, and partly it is.
"Of course you have met! I forget that it has not been that long since you graduated here, Miss Swan." Dr. Volturi says, and it is an easy mistake.
"Please, do not worry." I say to him.
I can feel your eyes strongly fixated in me. "You're right, we have met. Welcome to the department. If you must excuse me, I have a meeting to attend." You say as you quickly get away from the building.
I don't even turn around to see you.
"Please follow me, your office is right here. Next to Professor Whitlock, who I am sure you also know"
I nod, because I've met him, quite well. He is your best friend.
Dr. Volturi continues explaining to me how the office works and when does the cleaning staff come over so my office is unlocked. I'm sure he says multiple other things which I pay no mind to, the only thing I do gather is that he must leave and that I'll see him later.
I smile at him, because even though this means that I must be near you, this is an unexpected but very rewarding opportunity for me. "Thank you Dr. Volturi" I say softly.
"Please call me Aro" he says before closing my office door.
I sigh.
Of course that I would see you on my first day back, my first hour! Life was always funny with us, sometimes cruel, so I should have expected it.
Did you notice how I have changed? Five years have passed since you and i crossed eyes with one another, and now I am back where we last saw each other. The physical changes are not that notorious, maybe I've gained a little weight, there are two highlights Rose convinced me to get on the center of my hair and my clothes are definitely less revealing, but I still look the same.
My cheeks get very red whenever I feel anything, I still get short breath when I speak for too long, my lips get bitten when I'm nervous, my laugh can be heard from several rooms and I still cuss a lot when I'm drunk.
When I turn to the clock it marks 10:00 AM, my class does not start until another hour and I'm left to my own devices.
I hear movement from the other office, Jasper, I am sure. How odd must it be for him to see me now in the office next door, no longer the student that would sneak around with you. But circumstances are different now. I'm his colleague.
My job as a new Professor of Political Science at the University of Chicago had been an unexpected one, after graduating in 2017, I never thought I'd set foot here again, after all it is a long way from Forks, and the academia was never really an interest of mine.
I wanted to save the world, become a politician, I thrived on getting my point across, a thing you know well. I was so passionate on working in different human rights issues and doing the right thing, but finding a job doing that was not as easy as I had hoped. So on a drunken night I applied to do my masters at my dream college, and I was accepted with a scholarship.
Going to study at King's College was eye-opening, being in London was breathtaking and most importantly being thousands of miles away from you had its charm.
Shaking my head and coming back to reality I realized, I needed to become unfrozen and start to accept that I was being paid to be more important things than no think about what brought me back here to you and the sooner I understand that, the easier seeing you will be.
A/N: Chapters will vary in size depending in how they speak to me that day. I am looking for a Beta since I know all the mistakes are mine. If you're interested please let me know.
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