Bad For Me

A/N: Hello my lovelies! I know it took a while, but here is chapter two! I wasn't sure what they would eat in the future so...

Summary: Teacher and student. Fiction and fact. Right and wrong. For Professor Spock and Liliandil, these lines keep getting blurred. Spock/OC ("Pretty Little Liars"'s Ezria inspired) AU!

And yes, to answer your question, I did make it so that Uhura, Gaila and Liliandil live on campus to the 'school'. It isn't very hard to catch on.

Also, I would like to point out that because this is AU, Spock is really young. Liliandil is 21 and he is 29.

Chapter Two

It had been a painful week. Seeing Spock in class every day and not being able to talk to him. And I mean really talk. He sometimes locked eyes with me during lessons and his eyes seemed sad. There was nothing we could do.

To be honest, I didn't care what the Elders thought. I was in love with Spock and it was becoming harder every second.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Gaila asked. It was Friday and I couldn't handle seeing Spock. I had decided to 'call in sick'.

"Yeah. I'm just feeling a little under-the-weather," I said. She smiled sympathetically and left.

"Thats it, I'm staying," Uhura said.

"No. Go! I really just want to sleep," I said. She looked at me hard.

"Okay. Feel better sweetie," I nodded, pulled my blue comforter up to my chin, closed my eyes and drifted to sleep.

I was awakened about thirty minutes later by a chime that emanated from my Tablet. I rolled over and pulled it off the table.

"Lights," I said.

"Lights on," the female voice said as the small bulbs in the ceiling flickered to life. I unlocked my Tablet and opened my mailbox. I saw that I had one email. I read the sender and smiled softly. It was from Professor Spock. I hit 'open' and scanned my eyes over the screen.

To: Liliandil Faberry

Sender: Prof. Spock

Miss Faberry,

I was informed by your classmates that you are sick. I hope it isn't anything serious as you are one of my best students. I have sent this email to inquire as to if you would like me to send your assignments with one of your roommates, or if you would prefer picking them up when you come back to class.

Signed: Prof. Spock

I stared at his signature at the bottom of the screen. I wonder if the worried tone that I imagined had really been there. I also wondered if he wanted to say more, but couldn't because the emails sent between teachers and students were monitored (for past relationships...) I hesitated before tapping the reply button.

To: Prof. Spock

Sender: Liliandil Faberry

Prof. Spock,

My condition is sound. I believe it is only a strong headache. As to my assignments, I am coming by my classrooms at the end of the day to get them. I appreciate your concern but I should be back in class on Monday.

Signed: Liliandil Faberry

I hit send before pushing back the blankets on my bed. What was I thinking? It was just an email. Most teachers sent their students emails regarding their assignments when they missed a day. However, I was fully capable of reading between the lines. Had he meant more than what he said? I wasn't sure if I wanted to know.

Why did it have to be my professor? Was the universe playing some sick joke on me? I sighed and flopped back on my bed. I knew I needed to just let it go. To forget about anything between us. I wasn't sure I could do that though. I had made a deep connection with him that I didn't want to break.

My thoughts drifted to that night. The night we met. When we had kissed in the unusually clean bathroom of the bar. He was so precise in all of his movements. Even him running his hand down my arm had felt rehearsed (in a good way). I liked it.

"Hey mopey!" I pried open my eyes to glare at Gaila. She was holding a tray. It had an old fashioned hamburger and a small drink on it. I sat up as she handed it to me, "Brought you lunch," I smiled.

"Thanks, G," she smiled back. After a second however, the corners of her mouth dropped, "What?" I asked as I took a small bit of my burger.

"The professor definetly has a thing for you my friend," I froze.

"What makes you say that?" I asked.

"You should have seen class today. I mean even the air just felt... sad. He just gave us tapes to translate. He literally sat at his desk all day just staring blankly ahead," I set my burger down and glared at her, "Okay, maybe that's an overexaggeration. But still. You need to talk to him-"

"Talk to him? He won't even look me in the eye Gaila!"

"Then do something about it!" She said.

"What am I supposed to do?" I sat down on my bed and put my head in my hand. Uhura looked up at us with a strange smile on her face.

"I have an idea,"

I stared at the door to his class. It was simple. I just had to say what I had rehearsed. I knocked on the door softly.

"Enter," I breathed out and walked in. He looked up at me, his face, for once, not giving away anything, "Yes, Miss Faberry?"

"Umm..." I turned and shut the door, "Spock, look at me," he did so, "I am going to be at that old movie theater in town at nine. If you show up, that means there is some chance for us. If not... Well..." He didn't say anything, "I really feel a connection with you and I know you feel it too. I don't care the consequences," when he, again, didn't say anything, I turned and walked out the door.

"Do you want me to come inside?" Gaila asked. I sighed and shook my head. I stared at the theater door. They only let certain people in the building. I slipped out of the car and to the door.

"Lili!" The security guard, Oscar, smiled at me. I waved as he let me in. Yeah, I had connections. What was I supposed to do if he didn't show up? How could I face him? It was almost like a museum. No one used theaters anymore. We all had movies available instantly on our tablets.

Now theaters were pointless. I walked through the almost hallowed halls. I stared at the vintage food making machines.

Who knows how long I just walked around. A long time, apparently. I heard the door open. I turned with a smile on my face.

"Hey, hun, it's almost eleven. I'm locking up," I nodded at Oscar. I walked through the door. Gaila was long gone, naturally assuming he would show. Well... the school wasn't that far. I groaned as rain started to fall. I was soaked in minutes. I hadn't walked too far when I heard a honk behind me. A silver car had pulled up. The passenger's side door flung open. I didn't need any more invitation than that. I flew inside and shut the door.

"I hope I'm not too late," I blinked and turned to face the owner of the voice. Spock. I shook my head.

"The offer's still on the table,"

"Good," was all he got out before I kissed him.

"I told you, the silver one is- Why're you so grinny?" Uhura asked. She and Gaila were both smiling. I told the whole story. Their grins got progressively wider with each passing second. When I finished, they were giggling like madwomen.. I rolled my eyes and flopped down on my bed, skipping drying off or changing. I wanted to live in this moment for as long as I could. Before things would get complicated.

A/N: hey guys! Sup? Hope you liked! Review please?