Pearl rested her head in her hands and sighed. She thought college would be boring, and it had been; that is, until she'd walked into her first day of European History. The schedule said her teacher was a Ms. Love. A ridiculous name, by any standard, but the owner was gorgeous in every meaning of the word. Gorgeous brown skin, a thin waist, fabulous thighs, an afro that looked soft as a cloud. Not to mention her superb ass. Pearl had to fight not to stare at it while her teacher was writing on the chalk board. She had given up half way through the first semester, choosing instead to just stare at her beautiful teacher and day dream, teaching herself everything she needed to know in her free time. Her grades were high, straight A's, honor roll. That meant nothing to any of her classmates, though. They chose to party their lives away while she pined for someone she'd never have and work her ass off.
"And that is the end of the lecture. No assignment for this weekend. You're all free to go." Pearl shook herself out of her thoughts and began collecting her things. "Miss White, if you would please stay after. I'd like to talk with you." Pearl heard Amethyst laugh from somewhere near the back and bit back a snide remark to yell at the younger girl. She finished collecting her stuff and stood in front of Ms. Love's desk while the rest of her classmates shuffled out of the hall. They stood in silence until the final student had left, and then Ms. Love sat down, shuffling through her papers.
"What is it you needed, ma'am?" Her teacher tilted her head up to look at her, her eyes shielded by reflective sunglasses, as they always were.
"I've seen the way you look at me, when you don't think I'm paying attention." Pearl felt her heart drop to her stomach and crack, her eyes beginning to prickle with tears.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." Her body was going into panic mode, her tongue becoming heavy in her mouth.
"I know you have feelings for me." She didn't know what to do. She couldn't think. Couldn't speak. Her teacher stood and walked around the desk to stand in front of her.
"I... I-" A finger was pressed against her lips, the hand sliding to cup her cheek.
"It's alright, Pearl. I feel the same." Suddenly she was leaning forward and a soft pair of lips were against hers. Her thoughts were jumbled and confused, but god it feld so right. Before she could reciprocate it was broken and the taller woman pulled away from her. "Perhaps I was mistaken. If so, this is very awkward..."
"You weren't." Pearl's voice cracked and she cleared her throat, her cheeks darkening in embarrassment. "I mean, you are correct. I have feelings for you Ms. Love." She laughed and grabbed Pearl's hand.
"Please, call me Garnet." They shared a smile and Pearl squeezed her hand.
"Alright, Garnet." Her cheeks heated further, her stomach doing small flips.
"Would you like to have dinner with me tonight?"
"Yes. I would very much like that." Garnet grinned and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her forward into another kiss.
"Tonight then. I'll pick you up at 8." Pearl giggled as a kiss was pressed to her cheek.
"8 it is."