Teacher's Pet by Cousin Mids You're in your Earth Science class and the teacher gets a knock at the door. She opens it up and peeks out to the hall. She is beckoned out there by a voice you think is all too familiar, but you know it can't be *him*. She comes back in and with a hazy look, she tells the class she needs to leave immediatly and will not be back. She introduces the new teacher...Professor Lucien LaCroix. He walks in as she leaves. You glance up, doing a double take. Who says the front seat is a terrible place to sit? You can't take your eyes from his crisp blue eyes, his perfect structure that his suit accents so well, and the fact he's looking straight at you! You try to smile, but trying not to drool or melt to terribly. You get through the class of his explaining nuclear meltdowns (while you have a Nunclear meltdown!) in a dreamy haze. "Stay after the bell. We need to talk," his velvety voice says to you. You nod slowly. Yes, Nunkies just asked you to stay after class, but his voice didn't sound very happy. The bell rings and Professor LaCroix dismisses the class, except for you. He directs you to his newly accquired office and has you sit in the chair before his desk. "Professor LaCroix, may I ask why you are holding me after class?" you ask timidly. He nods. "I noticed you were not following my teachings today. I wonder why." You blush and look downwards, fidgeting with your hands. "Young lady, I'd like for you to be looking at me while I talk. Is that too much to ask? I think not." ((Of course it isn't!! )) You look up at him and try to focus your mind to make sense of the words you wish to utter, but fail. "I'm sorry, Nunk..er Professor..." you can feel the blood rush up into your cheeks. "Perhaps you'd like some one on one tutoring," he sugests. Your heart skips a beat. "I'd like that. I think it would help very much," you say, smiling. "There's a student in class I see is doing very well. We'll set up a tutoring time for the two of you then." Your smile fades and becomes an all out pout. "That's fine. If you'd excuse me now, I need to get to my next class. I'm going to be late," you choke out, looking down and trying to gather your stuff. Standing, you turn to leave, not having the guts to even glance at him or even say goodbye. "My dear, please sit back down," he says in a warm velvety voice. You nod and sit back down, still looing down, feeling like a total moron. He stands and walks to the front of his desk, leaning against it and fold his arms across his chest. "Did you really think I would leave the tutoring of one of my children up to some student?" Your book bag falls to the floor as you look up, startled. "Excuse me?" He smiles that smirky I-know-what-you-know-but-you-don't-know-I-know smile. "Are you saying that you *know*? About the..." "Nunkies Anonynous?" He offers to finish your sentence. You nod blankly. "Of course I know. I know everything. Nothing can get by me without my finding out." "And you know who I am?" "Of course! I know all of my children," he says. He stands in front of you, taking your hands in his and lifting you to you feet. "I'd like it if I could get to know you better though." It's a good thing he has wrapped his arms around you at the waist, because if he wasn't, you'd be one with the floor by now. "If you'd like, I can call you out of the rest of your classes for today and we could get started on that tutoring?" he offers. "You have more classes too though," you say, with a pout. "We'll just get the original teacher back then. In fact, I'm going to take you out of school permanently. I'll take you around the world and give you hands on learning," he says. You nod with no hesitation. You think about telling him that last years course in health wasn't very informing and that a hands on course in that might do some good... (()) He offers his arm to you. "Shall we?" "Yes, but the sun..." "I have my ways of avoiding it. Plus the limo has blacked out windows. I've been living for nearly 2000 years with vampire hunters and have avoided them, I think I can avoid a little sun." You smile and put your arm through his offered arm. "Oh and about the health course, we'll start on that first thing," he says. Afterall, he can read your mind. =========================================================================== ~Mids, who will now go watch those Nunkies eps, eat chocolate, and drink Irish Cream cappicino, then go for a soak in the Sacred Cold Pond.