Not your usual Jock (closed for Blodeuwedd_24)

Aidan was exhausted. His 6pm training session had turned into a 5 hour nightmare. He hadn't been expecting the horde of reporters from local and national media. It was becoming increasingly regular, and no signs of abating any time soon. This up-and-coming 100m sprinter’s performance at the regional championships the previous month had peaked interest nationwide, and was expected to repeat this feats at the national championships at the beginning of the summer. But he was in trouble, academically. Aidan was not stupid, far from it. He had been able to balance his studies and his training very well in high school, but the step up to college seemed to be too much. The now sophmore was one class failure away from not being able to proceed.

When he eventually returned to his dorm, it was pitch dark. All he wanted was sleep. But he had a test the following day that he desperately needed to pass. He grabbed his books from his room and made his way to the common room. It was deserted except for a patch of light coming from one corner. He noticed a girl sitting a table. ‘Looks like I'm not the only one doing the late study’, he thought. Then he recognised her, well partly. She was in the Psychology class that the test was on tomorrow, but didn't know her name. Aidan had a thought, and approached,

“Hi. Are we in the same Psychology class?”

Megan glanced at the clock on the wall and let out a long exasperated sigh. She'd been in the same spot in the common room hunched over her psych books for hours. What had started as a noisy room, filled with students chatting and cramming for tests had slowly but surely been deserted until it was just her and her books for company. It was exhausting but had to be done- the psych class she was in had a big test tomorrow and if she wanted to stY at the top of her class she couldn't fail. And in her house, failure was never an option. That meant studying all the time and no social life to speak of.Megan didn't get to go to school parties, not that she'd be sure what shed do if she ever had to go to one. The people who got invited to them were the popular kids; the jocks, the cheerleaders , the rebels...but never her. But as long as she kept up her grades and got into college, it wouldn't matter...not really.

A deep voice broke Megan out of her train of thought,startling her.

[/quote]“Hi. Are we in the same Psychology class?”[/quote]

Megan swallowed nervously, eyes widening as she realised who it was. Aidan. He may not know her but god had she noticed him. He was an outstanding athlete and his body showed it, and if that wasn't enough his face was enough to make a girl sigh. She ran a hand through her mane of curls and bit her lip, a nervous habit shed picked up a long time ago.

"I...Um... Yeah...yeah, we are."

Megan groaned inwardly with embarrassment. The first thing shed said to the guy and he probably already thought she was an idiot.

Aidan flashed her a smile and took the seat opposite her.

"I was wondering if we could study together. I am a bit of trouble for tomorrow's exam, and I need all the help I can get."

Aidan had noticed her before. The fact that she was very cute hadn't escaped his attention, but because he was normally mobbed by the cheap and easy girls that wanted his attention, he never got the chance to talk to her. These 'groupies' never interested him. He liked a girl that didn't throw themselves at him without knowing him. He also liked a girl with a bit of self respect and class.

"I'm Aidan, by the way".

"I know your name...I mean I've seen you around."

Jesus Megan! How bloody stalkerish do you want to sound?! Megan blushed as she realised he was sitting there expectantly, waiting for her answer. She chewed on her lip , tugging it between her teeth. Was this some kind of joke? She looked behind him, expecting the cheerleading bitches who trailed him to saunter out laughing. When no-one came she shrugged.

"I guess I can help... " she gave a tentative smile, unable to hold eye contact. This guy stole her breath just with a flash of those eyes. "I'm Megan ." The welsh lilt in her voice because more pronounced when she was feeling a strong emotion and right now she was nervous.She visibly cringed,waiting for the teasing remark that usually followed from the students here.

"Nice to meet you, Megan. I've noticed you in class actually. You always have an interesting question for the professor. You seem to be really into the class."

He spread his notes.

"I'm having difficulty with Chapter 3, mainly the discussion on the brain receptor reactions to physical triggers".

The girl looked nervous. Ok, she knew who he was, and yet she hadn't hopped into his lap. It was a welcome break, and made her quite attractive to Aidan.

He's noticed me?! that was news to Megan. She'd expect a guy like Aidan to be with one of the airheads...oops...cheerleaders that ruled this place. Girls like her didn't register in his world. But the fact that he'd noticed her and better still noticed her passion- thrilled her. A small smile played on her lips.

"I do love it. I love knowing what drives humans to do the things we do... What goes on in their brains... Body language ... It's amazing."

Megan nodded her head in agreement, " I found that chapter complex too but it's all really to do with the chemicals in our brain. They're able to recognise the difference say... Between knowing if we're eating something spicy or being burned by a chemical... The receptors in our brain are just that clever. But they react to all kinds of physical triggers..."

Megan slowed to a halt as she realised she was rambling and smiled sheepishly
.

"Sorry."

Aidan smiled as she spoke. Her words, tone and body language confirmed her passion for the subject. When she apologized for her rambling, he gave a little chuckle.

"No need to apologise. It is important to have a passion, and you certainly have found yours. Mine is the track, but you probably know that already", smiling again.

"Would you mind if I read your notes on Chapter 3? It might help me grasp it a bit more."

"Of course I do... You're an incredible runner... You can see you're born to run when you're on TV." Megan cringed again, he was going to think she had posters of him in her room at this rate! Although... She wouldn't mind a poster , maybe one of him topless after running...sweat dripping down his-

"Notes?...oh...yeah...s-sure...I've um...memorised that section now."

She couldn't look at him. This was ridiculous but she never talked to these kinds of guys! Guys and dating and even flirting ...it was all beyond her.

"Thanks", smiling at her again.

For the next half hour, Aidan was silent as he studied Megan's notes. They were very well written and organised. After he was finished, he felt he knew the subject far better than he had earlier that day.

"Wow, those are some amazing notes. You could sell these and make a killing", he joked.

For a brief moment, he looked at the girl. She was cute, very cute. She had curves in all the right places, while remaining slim. He sparkling blue eyes were enchanting.

Megan smiled and shrugged in return. They sat in comfortable silence. She kept sneaking glances at him as he studies her notes. Smiling at the way his brow furrowed adorably when he was concentrating.

Megan chuckled, her laugh throaty and nothing like the high pitched giggled she was sure he was used to...and liked no doubt! She did a mock bow.

"Well, I do aim to please Monsieur.... If you think so, maybe I should be charging you?" Her eyes widened as she realised how that sounded. God, what was with her? This guy made her flustered.

Aidan pondered her proposal.

"How about if I do well on the test, you allow me to take you to dinner as a thank you".

He wanted to ask her out, but this was a more innocent way of doing so.

Megan's eyebrows raised in surprise. Dinner?! She felt like she was in some surreal dream and when it was just getting good she'd wake up.

She bit her lip, chewing on it almost thoughtfully.

"Dinner?....you really don't have to do that... I mean it'd be...nice...obviously..." Megan tapered off.

"I'd love to take you to dinner as a thank you for your help this evening. Plus it would be nice to have a conversation with a girl from this college. I tend to get jumped before even hellos are exchanged."

The behavoiur of his 'groupies' was beginning to really annoy him. If he managed to hit off with Megan, perhaps it would all be worth it.

Megan felt the smile spread across her face and she felt powerless to stop it. Guy had just asked her out! And not just any guy but a damn good looking one who was surprisingly nice! But... Was it actually a date? He hadn't called it that... It was a thank you dinner. For helping him. God, guys were confusing.

Megan could imagine girls would be constantly trying to jump him, although she thought they were stupid not to want to talk to him...he was pretty friendly.

"Sure...it'd be great. I don't get out much...so...it'll be a nice break."

If she could have a point for every embarrassing thing that came out of her mouth she'd be rolling in money by now.

"It's a date so", Aidan said, smiling.

They studied for another 15 minutes or so, before Aidan noticed the time.

"We better get some sleep if we are to function for this exam tomorrow. Why don't you meet me for a coffee after the exam. Do you know McDonoghs by the student center? They do great coffee."

A shy smile spread across her face at his words. He'd called it a date! Aidan wanted to have coffee and even eat dinner with her! She was at a loss for words and probably looked ridiculous sitting there. But he didn't seem to mind and they both slipped back into studying. 15 minutes in Megan found herself yawning and her eyes beginning to drift closed but she didn't want to be the one to end this moment. Luckily she didn't have to as he made the decision for them.


A surprised smile lit her face at his suggestion, "you go there for coffee? It's my favourite place to grab a cup... You strike me as more of a Starbucks kinda guy...I mean... That's where all of the popu- I mean sports people go."

Was there not one moment with this guy that she could speak and not fumble over her words? Jesus. Megan decided to leAve before it got any worse. She grabbed her books and stuffed them into her bag. Slinging it over her shoulder, she flashed him a genine smile and said before she loathed courage.

"This was nice...I'll see you at the coffee place after the exam. Good luck."

She walked away, Hopi g that tomorrow she'd get more confidence. And as she lay in bed later that night, she couldn't help but dream of Aidan...

Aidan could tell she was nervous around him. However he found it cute, endearing even. She was very different to pretty much every other girl on campus, and this attracted Aidan to her.

"Starbucks coffee is full of sugar and cream. I need a good roasted coffee to suit my diet."

They packed up to go.

"I'll see you tomorrow Megan, and thank you again for tonight".

He smiled at her as she left, and he made his way to his dorm room. One benefit of his fame on campus was that he got a room to himself. He normally didn't like accepting hand outs, but this one he could live with. He even had a double bed!

Aidan was up early to hit the weights with the rest of the track team at 6am. By 8, he was sitting down to breakfast and his psychology notes. The exam was in an hour, but he felt better than he did before meeting Megan. She had really helped, and seemed to not want anything in return.

An hour later, he was seated in the exam hall, awaiting for the papers to be handed out.

Sleep had not been restful. Sleep never came easily to her the night before an exam but in one way it suited her as she wasn't obsessing about the "date" she had with Aidan that day. She still felt that she should make the effort to look nice, so she'd rifled through her wardrobe and chose something that her mum had bought her a while back and she'd never worn. It was a bright red off the shoulder top and usually She wouldn't have the courage to wear such a bold top but with her slim fit jeans and a pair of chunky boots, it gave her that bit of confidence she needed.

Megan wondered if her roommate had even come back last night, she was always over at her boyfriends place and would only come backs sparodically to get clothes. That suited her fine. She got the space and solitude she needed for studying... And she rarely got lonely...rarely.

Megan was in a rush when she pushed in to the exam hall, ducking her head when an examiner scowled at her and pointed to her watch. But it was a rarity for her not to be on time, Aidan had sent her to distraction. The paper was placed on each desk and she glanced down at it, that coil of nerves in her belly unfurling as she scanned the first page. Megan wondered if her notes had helped Aidan any as she ducked her head down, brow furrowed in concentration as she wrote.

Relief was instant ad she finally put her pen down, the last question done and dusted. She felt confident that she'd done well , she even smiled at the moody examiner as she handed her paper in on the way out and made her way - with a spring in her step– to the coffee house. She just hoped that confidence lasted ...

Aidan breathed a low sigh of relief when the papers were handed out. His late night study session with Megan looked like it was going to pay off. He started writing, and didn't stop for the entire hour that was scheduled for the exam. When time was called, he was happy with his work. He felt very confident that he had passed.

He stopped by the post office on the way to meeting Megan to pick up his mail. As a popular member of campus, he received a lot of fan mail. Some of it more risqué than others. But he ignored it all. It didn't interest him. He liked to 'chase' a girl. He wondered how much 'chasing' he would have to do with Megan.

He walked into McDonoghs, spotting Megan in one of the booths. He smiled as he approached her.

"Hey. You look great."

Megan had t been impressed when she'd moved to america when she was 15. Unfortunately, she hadn't had much choice. Her mother had met and fallen for a guy from the states on one of those online dating sites. When her mum had told her, she hadn't taken it seriously. Her mother had gone out with many men since her father had walked out on them at 2 years old. But what Megan thought would be an online fling ended up with her being dragged across the world from her home in Wales. She missed their mountains, the scenery ...her native language-Welsh. Her mum had gradually spoke less and less of it because Mason- her husband complained that he didn't understand and it was rude to keep secrets. Megan rolled her eyes at that memory. Not surprisingly, Megan wasn't his biggest fan from then on. But if he made her mum happy- she was happy. Megan had to settle for muttering about people in Welsh when they made a stupid remark about her accent. But the one thing this place has going for it was the weather, the sun was a wel me change to the never ending rainy days in Wales.

Megan entered the coffeehouse, taking a deep lungful of the gorgeous smell of coffee. She made her way eagerly to the counter, smiling at the guy behind the counter.

"Hey Kyle, can I have the usual?"

Kyle gave her a flirty grin in reply. His day always got that bit better when Megan came to grab a coffee. Though, his advances seemed to go over her head. Something he wasn't ued to when it came to women.

" Slow roasted coffee with cream and chocolate dusting coming up...although I think you're sweet enough as it is."

Megan simply gave him the money in return. Raising the cup in thanks when it was done and went to sit in a corner booth. She sat with a greatful sigh which turned into a moan of appreciation as she took her first sip of the sweet hot coffee. She half thought she should have waited for Aidan before ordering... But when it.cam to coffee, she waited for no-one.

And right on cue, as if an invisible force was drawing her, her eyes lifted to see him sauntering across the room, a gorgeous smile on his face. Causing her stomach to flutter. Megan couldn't help the smile that lit up her own face in response , blushing at his compliment and waving a band dissmisively.

"Hi, you look better... I mean... Look great too... I hope you don't mind but I ordered for myself already." She gave him a guilty smile. "I'm a coffee slut." Her mouth dropped open in shock and the blush she thought was finally under control came back in full force. "Nut...not slut...nut."

Aidan had to laugh.

"Well there's worse things to be a slut for", he said with a wink. He spotted Kyle and gave him a salute.

"Hey dude, can I get a cup of the Brazil roast?"

He sat down opposite Megan. He took a moment to appreciate how beautiful and cute she looked today.

"So, how did the exam go for you? Your help last night definitely paid off."

Megan had to smirk at that, " I wouldn't know myself, I'm not like the girls you're into I'm sure."

She laughed at Aidan's salute to Kyle, it was clear he was a regular here too as Kyle nodded but glanced over at her with a surprised look. Maybe it wasn't just Her who thought it odd that Aidan was sitting here with her. Megan ran a hand through her hair, her mane of curls were never tame and bits were constantly springing back from around her ears as much as she tried to tuck them in.

Megan smiled, pleased. "I'm glad they helped. Although, I think they helped me too. That exam went way better than I'd hoped. So, hopefully we'll both get a pass.how about you? Did it go ok?"

Aidan raised an eyebrow.

"Who said I was into sluts?", he remarked, with a smile.

Kyle brought over his coffee and he thanked him. It seemed that he knew Megan as well.

"Yeah I'm pretty happy with how it went."

He took a good mouthful oh his coffee, enjoying it.

"So how does Italian sound for dinner later?"

Megan nearly choked on the mouthful of coffee, patting her chest whilst considering how to reply without offending him.

"Well... It'd just... I've seen some of the girls that hang around with you and your friends... They've got shit reputations if I'm being honest." She smiled at him teasingly, "arr you plying me with food and coffee for my notes Aidan? Because I can't be tricked so easily. I'm a classy lady." She winked. Laughing at the thought of her being seen as classy. Better than being seen like those other girls. Not that she was a virgin... She'd had a disastrous first time with a Welsh boy before she'd left. It was almost her way of rebelling against their move. He was her study partner and he'd admitted his attraction. The boy was sweet enough but all she felt that night was a bit of pain and a lot of dissapoonent. And that was her first impression of sex... Megan snuck a glance at Aidan wondering what his hands would feel like on her skin... What his mouth would taste like...feel like.

Megan's faced filled with heat as she realised she'd been staring at him and not answering. And worse still she'd been checking him out. Megan nodded to his question.

"Italian sounds lush...I mean great. Sorry, I'm not used to American volcabulary. Should it be ...Italian sounds...rad?" Megan wrinkled her nose at the sound of it. It sounded bad even to her own ears.

Aidan laughed at her near choking.

"I'm only kidding. And yes, I would agree with you on their reputations. Any girl that acts and behaves like that is never going to have my attention. I prefer a classy lady", he said smiling, making a small hint towards her comment.

"Does plying you with food and coffee work?", he remarked.

"You're from Wales, right? How long have you been living in the States? I have Irish parents, but I never been there. I'd really love to go see Europe".

Aidan let his mind wander, gazing at Megan. She looked really beautiful in her outfit. It showed off her tight, but curvy body. She was the type of girl Aidan would normally go for her, but he had yet to meet one that had a personality to go with the body. But Megan had potential.