Annabel and I ended up at the mall in the town located not too far from the school. The plan was I'd hit up a few shops with her and do some retail therapy before going to visit my father later. We started out innocently enough in Old Navy but soon I was all but dragging Annie into the pink arches of Victoria's Secret. I soon realized getting Annie inside the store would only be half the battle.
"Why would I pay 70 dollars for a bra that does not even cover my nipples?" she asked looking incredulously at the price tag. That was the downside. The store could be rather pricey. I wasn't about to let that rain on my parade though. I was a woman on a mission! I tried to steer her over to some less expensive items hoping we'd find something cute despite the low price. Eventually she settled on a set that would hopefully seduce the pants off of Erik, literally.
As Annie was online I decided to peruse the store for myself. I wasn't with anyone at the moment and I was convinced there was no real chance of Charles ever seeing my undergarments anyway so I hadn't really invested too much in anything too fancy but then there was last night. He had most definitely heard what I thought about him and although he looked shocked, he didn't look scandalized and that wasn't even counting when I caught him checking out my ass.
My eyes fell upon a dark green bra and panties set that appeared to have some sort of floral and vine pattern running through it. There was also some almost chiffon-like ruffles peeking out from the cups. The point was I thought it was gorgeous. I deserved a treat so I stepped in line behind Annie and checked out. Maybe with any luck Professor X would be able to see this little ensemble.
After a quick lunch, Annie and I headed to our separate rooms planning on reuniting for dinner later on. I put my purchases away and busied myself with homework for tomorrow's classes. Before long I had wheedled away the hours and it was around 5. I texted Annie asking if she was ready for dinner and received no answer. I tried calling and still nothing. She had probably fallen asleep so I decided just to grab something quick from the cafeteria and head straight to meet my mom at the hospital.
I met up with my mom around 6 and when entered in the cramped white hospital room that my dad was sharing with another elderly gentleman. I walked to my dad's side of the curtain and sat down in a chair along the side of his bed which was clearly meant for visitors.
"Hey daddy, how're you feeling?" I said softly. I never liked hospitals. They always smelled awful and just invoked this unpleasant feeling in me. I toughed it out of course for my father.
"Been better," he said pretty strongly. "They should have me out of here by Thursday though. How's school?"
"School's fine," I said awkwardly unsure of how to make conversation in the stuffy hospital. We continued to make small talk about the past couple of days until a nurse came in and informed us visiting hours were over. I hugged my dad delicately and told him I'd call him tomorrow before leaving with my mother. It was still fairly early and I wasn't quite willing to go back to school yet so I asked my mom if she would mind going for coffee with me.
Over the course of coffee my mom and I talked about everything from work and school to stupid things like if I was still harboring a secret crush on my school's headmaster, which of course I was. I had always found it easier to talk to my mom than my dad. It didn't mean I loved him any less; I just somehow had a better connection with my mother. Conversation never felt stinted when saw her.
Before long I saw that it was around 12:30 and figured I should be getting back to school. As it was I would be tired for class the next morning. My mom was nice enough to drive me back and I bid her goodbye with a hug. Walking upstairs I fumbled in my pocket for my key. Not locating it in my usual pocket I frantically searched the other pockets. It wasn't there anyway. Great. I was trapped outside my room at nearly 1 o clock in the morning.
I thought about trying Annie and asking to stay in her room but I knew it would be unlikely that she would wake up let alone hear me banging on her door. With little other choice I found myself descending the stairs once again on my way to what I knew was the headmaster's sleeping quarters. Wincing, I knocked on the door.
A bleary eyed Professor Xavier answered the door. "Can I help you Megan?" he said trying his best to look like a wide awake helpful professor rather than a tired 30 something year old who had just be woken up.
"I lost my key," I grumbled. I too wanted nothing more than to go to bed.
"There's nobody else you can stay with til morning?" he asked sounding hopeful.
"Annie- Annabel's out like a light. Unless I stay here looks like it's the hallway for me."
"Then let's go get you a new key," he said stumbling out the door in the general direction of his office. I followed him somewhat disappointed. I knew he wouldn't go for the suggestion but I couldn't help imagine staying the night in Charles' room with his strong arms wrapped around me protectively.
"If it's too much trouble I really could stay with you," I suggested once again. "I'll sleep on the floor if it makes you feel better. I'll be quiet. You won't even know I'm there." I really would much prefer to sleep in the same bed with Charles, preferably with him inside of me but I would take what I could get.
"It's not you I'm worried about Megan," I heard softly. Did I hear what I think I just heard?
"What was that?" I asked perking up a bit.
"Nothing," he said quickly taking out the key to his office preparing to unlock the door. I quickly stepped in front of the lock.
"Oh no, I definitely heard something," I said knowing I had the upper hand. I had suggested sleeping on the floor. He was the one who suggested he might not be able to control himself! The mere thought made me giddy but I kept up my poker face. "Did you say it's not me you're worried about?" I pressed.
"Megan, please move," he begged attempting to move me aside.
"No. Just tell me if that's what you said or not," I insisted although now I had little doubt it was exactly what he said judging by the way he was getting increasingly flustered and avoiding the question.
Giving in he sighed. "Yes, that's what I said. Now please move Megan. I need to get you to your own bed," he said with an extra emphasis on the word own.
"You and I know you don't really have to do that," I said daring to move closer to him.
"Megan," he said sternly. "This can't happen. I'm your principle. Now I suggest you let me grab you another key unless you want to serve another detention with Professor Lehnsherr."
Reluctantly I stepped aside. At the same time this went better and worse than expected. Charles definitely was interested but he wasn't willing to risk taking any action. What good was knowing how he felt if I couldn't reap the benefits? Well then if Professor Xavier wasn't willing to make a move now I'd have to set up a situation so irresistible he wouldn't be able to stop himself and I think I knew exactly when I would put my plan in action. Halloween was just around the corner.
"Goodnight professor," I said before sashaying back to the staircase toward my room. Yes, by October 31st I was hoping to make Charles Xavier putty in my hands.
