Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight! They are the creation of Stephanie Meyer - I'm just playing with SexyAcademicEdward...

Prologue.

I sighed, tapping my fingers against the table top as I waited for my laptop to boot up. Glancing around, I saw the students around me chattering and getting their books out of their backpacks. I ran my fingertip along the spine of my newly-purchased edition of The Canterbury Tales, staring at the cover in dismay.

God. This class was going to be hell. I liked Jane Austen, the Bronte sisters. Not medieval pilgrimages. I swear, they made these requirements just to make an English major's life difficult.

Suddenly a small, middle-aged woman came into the room with a stack of papers, smiling brightly.

"Well! Nice to see everyone here early! Wonderful. I'm Professor Gallen and this is English 357…" she paused, grinning, "Chaucer's Canterbury Tales!"

She finished with a dramatic flourish, and my lips quirked up slightly. I was still only a sophomore, so I didn't quite know everyone in the English department yet – she seemed like quite a character.

"So, I'll hand out the syllabi and then we'll go over it briefly- as it is the first day, I won't quite subject you to a full analysis yet!"

Several members of the class smiled in what looked like relief. I took a syllabus from the stack as I passed it to the girl beside me, scanning through it.

Monk…Knight…Prioress…ugh. This was going to be awful.

"Sorry I'm late Professor, the meeting ran long."

My eyes widened slightly as I slowly raised them from the sheet of paper, seeking out the source of the panty-melting voice. Making his way over to the chair in the corner of the room was a tall, incredibly gorgeous guy with messy copper-colored sex-hair. He sat down, sliding his messenger bag to the floor beside him and glancing around the room. When he met my gaze he smiled slightly, a crooked smile that was oh-so-sinful. Lust coursed through my veins and I quickly averted my eyes. Bad Bella.

"Quite alright. Class, this is the TA for the course, Edward Cullen."

I bit my lip, shifting slightly in my chair. This class just got a lot more interesting.

He flipped open a notebook, sitting up in his chair and listening as the Professor began to run through the tasks on the syllabus.

Mmm…who knew Chaucer could be so sexy?