Continuing Education (closed for LizzieEr)

cryingalien

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Jake had been out of school for twenty years....late forties.....never married....serial long term girlfriends....he had nothing...in fact he may not have officially graduated high school, but NYAK was offering a special for night classes in business administration. He was tired of running his business from his truck....he made furniture from scratch at night and eek out a living throwing up sheet rock for someone else's crew.

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As she pushed the door open, Megan was greeted with a bunch of bored faces. At 28, she was one of the youngest instructors at the night school and in her male dominated business administration class, her age and the fact that she had breasts gave her a hard time while teaching. Most of the middle ages men who attended were painfully patronizing and simply unable to comprehend that a petite woman had a thing or two to teach them about running their business better.

Megan entered and immediately stopped short at the sight of the man sitting at the back. He was stunningly handsome in a rakish way, a stark contrast to the pale, red, overweight bodies around him. She closed her mouth embarrassed and turned to the black board. She heard sniggers as her ample backside came into view. She wasn't a very attractive woman herself, rather plain in her looks. She sighed and wrote her name. Turning back to her class, unmindful of the chalk dust that settled on her nose, she said, "Hello, I am your instructor, Meghan Boyd. This is the Introduction to Business Administration. Your curriculum is set out in the brochure given to you. There shall be no text books. I shall provide you the material you need. We shall deal with case studies only in class and i expect you to prepare the theory I ask you before you come to class. The library is open for access and everything I ask you to look up, you shall find there. Provided you look! I would like you to introduce yourselves please." She started with the front and heard name after name, life story after story, bored voice on her bored ear. She stood up a little straight it came to the dark haired man at the back.
 
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She came into the room and my expectations for the class suddenly went way up. She had a funny accent and acted very conservative, but her body and aura was anything but business. At the same time I remember that I had dozens of women who thought they knew more than me just because they got better grades. Yet she had me listening and wanting to be important in this class.

The entire class stood up and bellowed their name and interests....no one cared...not even them. When it was my turn I stood up and went silent for probably the first time in my life. "Um, Um. My name is Jake." Silence....Then she spoke ....."Why dont you just tell us why you are here?"....Feeling liberated I responded "I have my own business and I am tired of working for someone else waiting for things to happen. I want to make things happen for myself."
 
There was an unexpected hesitation and eagerness in his voice that somehow increased his appeal to Meghan. She was staring at the perfect mouth when she realised he had stopped speaking. She looked up and saw his intense eyes and wondered if he was actually eager to learn! She had been called a nerd amd teased for her bookish ways all her life and she felt ashamed for stereotyping the man just because he looked like a model.
The rest of the class flew by quickly and she handed out assignments - case studies of various businesses to be worked on in pairs. It turned out by the time it came to the dark haired man, there wasn't another student left to partner him up with.

Meghan caught him right after class. "Jake, I am sorry but it looks like you shall be working on this alone. Since it's the first assignment, if it is too hard for you, here is my contact for any questions you might have." She scribbled her email on his writing pad and after a pause and a brief glance at the hands holding the paper, she jotted down her phone number. "If you need help, just know that you can contact me."

She watched him walk away out of class and headed home. It was late and she was tired. She has been single for the last four months. Her odd hours at work prevented her from dating or even meeting interesting men. She changed and got into bed, thankful for the weekend ahead. As she closed her eyes, she though once again of those hands and the dark eyes, and she thought of how he blushed when he introduced himself. Meghan smiled and drifted of to bed and while she slept, she dreamt of Jake.
 
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Jake was a little annoyed that he would be working alone as he didnt feel comfortable to be in school and he certainly didnt feel comfortable figuring out the assignment on his own. He felt like he was set up to fail, until his teacher took him aside. He told himself to put everything personal out of his life for the next four months so that he could concentrate on being a student. So when the teacher gave him her number and email- his cockiness got the better of him for a moment. Then he thought better of it, and decided that maybe for the first time in a long time someone really wanted the inner person to succeed.....It didnt hut that Meghan was amazing on the eyes. At the end of the day he found himself in bed looking at the paper with her name, email and number. "Better to put it aside brother."
 
Meghan hated that she spent the weekend looking in on her phone, wondering if Jake messaged or emailed her a question. But it was silent. She spent the weekend alone, as she did most of her weekends. Monday, she saw pictures of her very pregnant high school best friend on social media and broke down. Monday evening found a very dejected Meghan heading to class. Her eyes were still red and she felt as dreary as her drab dress.

Noone cared, as usual and she lacked her usual enthusiasm. Twice, she thought Jake was looking at her, but she set it aside as figment of her imagination. She sat back at the end of the class, after having declared a test in a week's time. She felt miserable and sorry for herself and seeing Jake only reminded her of the way she stupidly had handed out her personal phone number and he hasn't, of course, bothered to call.
 
No one mattered....it was all about school....her turned off his phone and sat alone in his apartment all weekend. He knew if he left that he would be an insatiable animal and never get his work done, never impress his teacher (whatever her name was who had given him her number), and graduate.....

So he stayed at home like a locked/caged animal all weekend. He did survive. By the time he got to class he was ready to roar. Unfortunately, none of the undergrads were interested in a gray dinosaur such as himself, but they did use him to make the others jealous.....His teacher saw all this and looked shagged.....he waited until the end of class and everyone had left to approach her. "are you ok?"
 
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