Note: I admire the Twilight Series and the characters are owned by Stephanie Meyer. This is my own version of it that will eventually bring in The Cullens.

Author's Note: I should note that my friend Josh, is helping me write Will's POV as I am not really good at doing a male's POV. So basically Will is Josh, Josh is Will. I am giving him full credit for him handling Will Steele. Thanks Josh.

Chapter 3

Will's POV

As I sit in Professor Mitchell's office, thanking my lucky stars to be away from her for the moment I smile, glad that for first time that I am a TA, a TA who cheated his way into the spot but at least I don't have to be sitting in another class with her. Of all the colleges in America, and all the Biology labs in this school, she had to walk into mine. Alexis Alexander a name I hadn't thought of in nearly 15 years. Peter Alexander, one sadistic bastard, put out a hit on his own wife and kids all because they had gone out to see a movie, paranoid man. Thankfully I had decided to leave a week earlier. Alexis has no idea what kind of trouble she has put herself and or what problems her being in the same class as me, if she were to recognize me, and see that I haven't aged in nearly twenty years my cover would be blown and I would forced to act. But what I don't understand is that she thinks her father is dead how can she not know that he is serving 20 years for extortion and money laundering.

Alexis POV

A week goes by and Thursday comes as I arrived early to my Biology lab, just finishing up on my history paper. I hit save as I hear the chair next to me as I give a small moan. Mike looks up, a panic in his eyes.

Mike- Alexis, can I use your laptop? I am desperate.

Alexis- I thought you were going to have Eric do your paper?

Mike- My sister didn't go for it. Please Alexis.

I slide my laptop over to Mike as he takes it back to his lab station. I start to doodle on my notebook.

Will- Do you have a paper due?

I was shocked as I look at Will, looking at me. This was the first time he ever said a whole sentence to me or even a word in general.

Alexis- Uh yeah, my history paper.

Will- Do you have Professor Mitchell?

Alexis- Yes I do.

Will- *smiling* Then I look forward to reading your paper.

Alexis- Your…you're the TA?

Will just smiles and nods as Professor Landon walks in to begin the lesson.

Prof Landon- Mr. Newton, I would put that computer away, unless you want to loose it for the rest of the semester.

I glance back at Mike, pleading with his eyes to shut it, which he does sighing. I turn to look at Will again but he is walking out the door.

Will- Sorry Prof. Landon, but Prof Mitchell needs me to collect some History papers.

Prof Landon, just shakes his head, as Will leaves. I turn looking behind me at Mike.

Alexis- I'm doomed.

Mike- Why? You're done your paper, I only have 4 pages.

Alexis- Steele is the TA.

Mike- Man, there goes my scholarship.

Alexis- Imagine my grade. Steele practically hates me. I actually thought I was going to pass.

I run my hand through my hair, now trying to pay attention to the lab as it feels like I am going to cry. Why? Why did he have to be such a jerk and why did he have to be the TA in one of my favorite classes? The saying is true, life isn't fair.

The hour seems to go by fast as I take my laptop back from Mike and head to the library to print it off before heading to History. I sit next to Mike, as Will is already sitting at the front of the class, his feet up on the desk. I lean over to Mike whispering.

Alexis- History 101 with Professor Cocky!

Mike laughs a little as I look at Will as he gives a grin in my direction, almost as he heard what I said. Impossible, he was to far away, there is no way he could have heard me.

Will- Ok class, bring your papers to the front and for the next hour you are to write a 3 page paper about the effects of the depression.

The class begins to stand and hand them in as I follow. Will, looks up as I place my paper down.

Will- Again, Ms. Alexander, I look forward to reading your paper.

Alexis- Yeah I bet.

I roll my eyes, the nerve of this guy. Now he is just being an idiot and patronizing me. I go to sit down, getting out my notebook as I begin to write. I get halfway done with the 2nd page, when I feel a set of eyes looking at me. I look up to see Will starring at me, my paper in his hand. His voice suddenly interrupts the class.

Will- Ms. Alexander, I need to see you after class.