AN: Hi guys! I just wanted to say thanks to those of you who've decided to follow this story. It makes me smile whenever I get an email about it. Also, sorry if my updates are a little infrequent lately because it's getting down to the last few weeks of school and things are getting a bit crazy.

My sleep was short lived because it seemed like it had only been five minutes when I heard an incessant knocking on my door. "Ughh, who the fuck is this now?" I thought grumpily, dragging myself out of bed and to the door. Opening the door Annabel nearly knocked on my head. Frowning, I waited for her to explain herself.

"Oh hey, I didn't see you open the door."

"Obviously not," I thought still grumpy about waking up after just falling asleep. Instead I settled on a slightly personable, "Yes, please, come in," as Annabel let herself in my room anyway.

"I know I woke you up but please understand it is for the best reason possible. Guess who I just spent the night with," she said grinning from ear to ear.

"I don't know, the cute guy from history who breathes ice?" I grumbled. Was it really necessary for her to wake me up to tell me about some guy she just hooked up with? I was prepared to return to the comfort of my bed hoping for a couple of more minutes of sleep before my alarm ultimately went off when she said something that threw me for a loop.

"Incorrect my friend. I spent the night with a certain German professor."

Gobsmacked, I did the only thing I could think of originally and slapped her lightly. "You lie. You did not spend the night with that man." She had to be kidding! Not going to lie though, the statement certainly got my attention.

"Oh but I did. I was sitting in the dining hall and he came in around midnight and we sat around talking until about ten minutes ago," she said still smiling like a maniac.

"That is amazing. I cannot even believe your life. You decide to sit outside your room once, just once, and this happens." Why couldn't I have Annie's luck? Would it be too much to ask to have just casual run into Charles on my way to the library last night? Then again, considering the state I was in perhaps that wouldn't have been the best idea. I absent mindedly ran a hand through my hair which had long since fallen out to form something that looked like a crossbreed between a bun and a ponytail. Yes, it was definitely for the best that I did not run into Charles last night.

"I know. Is it creepy to fantasize about a teacher this much?" Annie questioned.

I raised my eyebrows at her. Did she not know me? "Have I not told you how many sexual dreams I've had about our headmaster? I think you're fine," I said thinking back to my most recent fantasy including my headmaster/chemistry professor.

"Okay good. I'm going to get dressed and get my shit together. I'll meet you in class. Oh, and one more thing, he was staring at my ass as I left," she said before flouncing out the door leaving me once again envying her luck. How could she just leave after a comment like that? Quickly I got ready for class in hopes of finding Annie before school began so we could overanalyze her whole night with Herr Lehnsherr. I had no such luck and made my way to chemistry vowing I would corner Annie during dinner and interrogate her.

I felt my phone vibrate as I walked in the door and took a look at it while walking to my seat. It was a text from Joey explaining how he was feeling sick last night and I would have to suffer through class with my "boyfriend" alone and how he was sure that wouldn't be hard for me but would hopefully be hard for Professor X. I shook my head and laughed before reading a follow up text from Joey which asked if I would inform the professor he wouldn't be in class today. Putting my phone away, I glanced up and realized said professor was already there and looking at me.

"I hope you won't be texting in class Ms. Black," he said warningly.

"Wouldn't dream of it," I said back overly sweetly with a smirk. I had texted loads of times in just about any of my classes before but oddly enough I felt compelled to actually follow the rules in Professor Xavier's class. "Oh, and Joey won't be in class today. He's sick," I added remembering there was actually something important in Joey's message.

"Well I hope he feels better soon," Charles said dismissively. "Have you done all your homework today Ms. Black?"

"You know my name's Megan," I said under my breath, frustrated with the formalities.

"Fine, have you done all your homework Megan?" he asked once more. Shit. I didn't mean for him to hear that. Whatever. Maybe now I wouldn't consistently have to hear Ms. Black all the time. How was I supposed to seduce him if he refused to use my first name? All of a sudden I felt a familiar probing in my mind. Oh no you don't! Immediately I began chanting the word tacos over and over again in my mind.

After seeing the confused look on his face I regretted never having this much fun before. The longer the seconds ticked on the more perplexed his expression became. "Yes, I did do my homework professor," I answered innocently, all the while still thinking intently on the word tacos.

"I hope you don't mind me asking," he began still wearing a look of confusion, "but is there any reason you have the word tacos replaying in a constant loop in your head?" By now his look of confusion had turned to one of concern as if he were seriously questioning my sanity.

"I'm just really hungry. Skipped breakfast this morning," I lied smoothly still not willing to think of something else.

"Well it's bloody distracting!" he said at the point a bit flustered. I stifled a laugh. I really needed to do this more often. The faces he was making were priceless. If only Annie were here to see. This would be the sort of shit me and her would imitate and laugh at constantly for the next couple of days.

"Well I don't think it's any business of yours reading my mind in the first place professor," I said risking a cold tone. Now it was his turn to look surprised that I had heard him. He looked like he was about to say more but at that moment a rather rowdy group of students walked into the class and he instead turned his focus on to them. Happy with my small victory for now I opened my book preparing to take notes for class positive that this class would be the best one yet.