She was blinded by my science...

[Rhovan]

OOC: This thread is closed. It is for BlaqueRicanMami and myself, and anyone else who gets permission (in triplicate). If you are not me, her or a special third party, well then feel free to PM me and give me feed back there. I love feed back, it's fun to know I've affected someone else, either goodly, badly, or indifferantly.

On with the show!

IC:

Psychology Class. Tuesdays and Thursdays from 10:10am until 12:15 pm. A three credit hour class and worth every minute of it. The reason being? Well Psychology is fun to learn, and even more fun when your teacher is hot. Scathingly hot. Ya see, my name is Scott, and I took Psychology not for my major, but because it was supposed to be an easy class. I liked easy: As such I hung out with cheer leaders and I made friends with the dorks in my harder classes. I didn't hurt them, and they did my home work.

It was a simple life. I wasn't a jock, I just didn't like school. Decently popular, and widely miss-understood to being a better man than I actually was. Of course, most of my attitude was an act, as it got me the aforementioned easy cheer leaders. But this all changed one day.

I walked into class, and I was looking good. New shoes, cargo pants that were almost ten years old but were damn comfortable, a quasi-tight shirt over my under shirt, my black hair styled just so (you know, where it looks like I did nothing, but it took three hours for that look...). I clothes wern't name brand, but they wern't trashy, my bag slung over one shoulder, and a spring in my gate. I missed the sign on the door saying class was canceled, and I walked staight in. I was so busy trying to look cool, that I didn't look at the front desk until I sat down. That is when I noticed I was the only student in the room -- but I wasn't alone.

Teach was up front, and she was crying. She had looked up to see me, but she kept crying, sort of ignoring me. She wasn't completely broken down and sobbing, but she was far from happy. I coughed nerviously, wondering if perhaps I had the sudden power to slid through the chair, the floor, and then the earth beneath me.

Instead I sent out a nervious greeting. "Morn'n Professor..."

 

[BlaqueRicanMami]

Professor Lori Ellis

I couldn't teach class that day. The night before, my world had fell apart. My husband had left me for a much younger student of his. My husband would also teach at that same university as me, and the night before he told me that he was " tired of having to hide his true love. " I had sacrificed everything in our marriage to make him happy. We've been married for 12 years, and I'm only 30 years old. I got pregnant at age 18 with our daughter, and we had to do the respectful thing. He was from a very strict white Catholic household, and I was from a very strict black Baptist home. That's probably what attracted us to each other in the first place.

When I woke up this morning, I told myself that I was going to get dressed, and go to work. I would ignore the stares and whispers I knew would come from the other faculty and students when they say Professor Ellis and that blonde, big breasted cheerleader arm in arm. I had put on a black pin stripe mini skirt with the matching blazer left open over a low cut white spaghetti strap top. Black high heeled boots would end at my ankles. I put my dark brown hair back into that neat bun. I was ready. But, when I got to school, and saw them strolling over the campus, I just collapsed. I had a friend of mine on the faculty inform the students that class was canceled. I put a note on the door, and went into classroom, where I promptly broke down into tears.

But, I guess one student didn't get the message I glanced up as he strolled into the classroom and sat himself down. Yes, I knew exactly who he was. A nice young man, but it didn't take an expert to see he wasn't as nice as he pretended to be. Or maybe it was just that I taught Psychology. When he sat down, that was when he noticed that he was alone. He smiled nervously at me.

"Morn'n Professor..."

" You don't have to stay. You can go. "

I spoke softly to him, as the tears continued to slide down my face. I'm sure that he already knew, that's what made the embarrassment of him finding me crying even worse.

 

[Rhovan]

Scott

OOC: I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me. I never write in first person and my last post was clearly that. As such, from here on out will be third person, and when I get some time I will edit the first post to reflect as such. Sorry.

IC:
Scott sat in his seat nerviously. There was his Professor. Mrs. Ellis. Mrs. Lori Ellis, and she was married to the Economics professor. He wasn't a bad sort, but he was ultra religious and rather rude. "I wonder what she sees in him," Scott thought to himself as he looked at Mrs. Ellis, as she sat there with tears on her face.

His eyes went over Mrs. Ellis like they always did. She looked good for a professor. Today she on a tiny little black skirt, a small spaghetti strap top under an open jacket. And her heeled boots. She looked damn good. In fact, the girl that was considered the most popular in school (you know, the large chested blonde cheerleader) looked like a pox ridden leper next to Mrs. Ellis.

" You don't have to stay. You can go. "

Scott hopped up immediatly. He snatched his bag from beside his chair and moved out the door as quickly and quietly as possible. In fact, he was out the door and it was half closed before he relized his mind was screaming at him. So he stopped and listened to what it had to say.

"Idiot! Find out what is wrong!"

Scott turned around and catching the door with his finger tips, he hauled it back open and stepped inside, letting the door close behind him before he said anything.

"Excuse me Proffessor Ellis...you know I've never been very good at all this Psychology stuff...but I'm getting a vibe that something isn't exactly 'okay,' with you."

He stopped his mouth, as it had run off while his mind was planning what to say. Then his right foot started trying to dig a hole for the rest of his body to hide in, but alas his efforts were thwarted by the tiles on the floor. He opened his mouth, then closed it, when he opened it again he forced himself to say something so he didn't look like a dieing fish.

"If you wana talk about what ever is wrong...well I might not be able to help, but I can listen, and you can tell me off if you think that might help."

He grinned, but he only did that to hide the nervious terror that gripped every part of his body.

 

[BlaqueRicanMami]

Professor Lori Ellis

OOC:
No problem, hun. I usually do too, but I usually just follow the lead of the thread.

IC:

She almost sighed in relief when he stood up and began to head for the door. Her hands coming to cover her face; she didn't want anybody to see the flush of embarrassment that covered her mocha hued cheeks. She knew that he knew. He was probably laughing at her.

"Excuse me Proffessor Ellis...you know I've never been very good at all this Psychology stuff...but I'm getting a vibe that something isn't exactly 'okay,' with you."

She looked up in surprise when she heard his voice, though those tears continued to fall. She hadn't even heard him come back into the room. And he was actually acting concerned about her...and acted as if he had no idea about what happened. Maybe she had him pegged all wrong. Maybe he wasn't that complete jerk that hid between the mask of a nice guy.

"If you wana talk about what ever is wrong...well I might not be able to help, but I can listen, and you can tell me off if you think that might help."

She allowed a faint smile to come over her lips, her single dimple on that right side showing, at his offer. Yes...he had her convinced that maybe there was something to that whole nice guy act. She had never seen him behave this way before.

" I don't think telling you off will be necessary. But...I guess I could use someone to talk to. I guess you didn't hear that my husband left me for Sophie. You know...the popular blonde cheerleader. Everybody knows...I've been getting these looks of pity all morning. I just couldn't take it anymore. "

 

[Rhovan]

Scott

He saw her smile at his offer to be told off, and he liked the fact that she didn't look so utterly miserable for a moment. You see, Scott desperatly wanted to be popular. Well, perhaps not popular, but more a whore. He wanted to sleep with every attractive woman that walked nearby, and as such, he played the jerk.

What nobody knew, and Scott didn't fully relize was he was a family man. He wasn't built for fast women and fast cars, he was build for the little three bedroom in suburbia with his 2.3 kids and his loving wife. But in college, he was sowing his wild oats in every field that wouldn't say no.

"I don't think telling you off will be necessary. But...I guess I could use someone to talk to. I guess you didn't hear that my husband left me for Sophie. You know...the popular blonde cheerleader. Everybody knows...I've been getting these looks of pity all morning. I just couldn't take it anymore."

Scotts mind started to digest what she said, and the first thing he thought was, "Idiot!" followed closely by, "She is avialable!" He shook his head softly, working out the loose thoughts from his head and re-focused himself on what was at hand.

"Wait...Sophie? But she....she's an idiot." Scott took a couple steps to the side and sat on the table top of the front work space in front of Mrs. Ellis's desk. He dropped his bag into the seat and started to fish around inside of it. A couple moments later he tossed a travel pack of tissues onto the desk with her.

Scott nodded as he thought, "Well...Sophie is popular...but mostly because she'll let the foot ball team pull a train on her. Plus when she walks you can hear the rattle of small beans in her head like a maraca."

Scott smiled at Professor Ellis, as he didn't know what else to do exactly. He tried so hard to be someone else, that it was now hard for him to be himself.

 

[BlaqueRicanMami]

Professor Lori Ellis

"Well...Sophie is popular...but mostly because she'll let the foot ball team pull a train on her. Plus when she walks you can hear the rattle of small beans in her head like a maraca."

Another smile was allowed to grace her lips, as she took up that pocket tissue that he had slid across her desk to her. She withdrew one of the tissues, wiping away the evidence of her tears. At least she wasn't a complete wreck - her natural beauty never called for make-up, so she never wore anything more than lip gloss.

" I just don't know what to do. We have a twelve year old daughter, and he wouldn't sit down with me to discuss this with her. He told me that he's moving out today and that he already has an apartment for him and his ' true love ' "

She sighed gently then. It just felt so...good and liberating to be able to talk to someone about her situation with her now estranged husband. She didn't have any family to talk to about it, they had disowned her for getting pregnant out of wedlock and marrying him in the first place. She never was the type to have many friends. She was usually painfully shy, and plus Michael didn't want her to go out much anyway. She devoted all of her time to her daughter, her husband and her job. She didn't know that just simply talking to another human being would take some of the pain of her husband's rejection away.

 

[Rhovan]

Scott

Yes, Scott had decided that he much rather see her smile than see her frown. He watched her wipe her eyes with the tissue, and noticed she didn't wear any makeup. Yes, she was still very attractive for a thirty year old woman. Much more attractive than most people he had met in his time. Not all, but most.

"I just don't know what to do. We have a twelve year old daughter, and he wouldn't sit down with me to discuss this with her. He told me that he's moving out today and that he already has an apartment for him and his 'true love'."

Scott thought for a second, then he opened his mouth and let words fall out. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't.

"Tell your daughter that your ex was an awful troll pretending to be a man. I have to say, I didn't much like the man, and anyone who is gona make my favorite professor, let alone an attractive woman cry should be hanged!"

He stood up as he talked, making his foolish words into a foolishly impassioned speach. "I'm gona make her laugh and get her feeling better," he thought to himself as he spoke.
He moved closer to her desk, leaned in towards her and took on a conspiratorial tone.

"Want I should lean on him boss?"

 

[BlaqueRicanMami]

Professor Lori Ellis

"Tell your daughter that your ex was an awful troll pretending to be a man. I have to say, I didn't much like the man, and anyone who is gona make my favorite professor, let alone an attractive woman cry should be hanged!"

Another soft laugh was heard, as she wiped the corners of her eyes again. Smile stayed on those full lips as he leaned forward towards her and whispered to her.

"Want I should lean on him boss?"

Another quiet laugh was heard when she lifted her eyes and honey toned iries met his.

" No...I don't think so. I wouldn't want to visit you in jail, Scott. "

Now, she knew for sure that she had him all wrong. She didn't know why he put up the asshole front, when he could be so sweet and nice...and caring. She had flushed in happiness at his comment.

" I had no idea I was your favorite professor...or that you thought I was attractive. "

 

[Rhovan]

Scott

"No...I don't think so. I wouldn't want to visit you in jail, Scott."

"Two smiles...I'm doen good." he thought to himself as he stood upright in front of her, before moving back to his desk and sitting on it once more. He waved his hand as he spoke.

"I see...but the important thing is that you would visit me...which is good."

He could see her blush a bit, and he grinned, having to press on because she was clearly on the road to feeling better, at least momentairly.

"I had no idea I was your favorite professor...or that you thought I was attractive."

"Of course your my favorite professor...otherwise I'd of been outta here like a shot, cause I mean, no class? Well thats rude to tell me that to my face even if it is true." He chuckled at his own joke, then he went back to respond to her previous sentence.

"And everyone finds you attractive...they just don't know it yet."

He nodded affirmativly to her. To punctuate his statement.

 

[BlaqueRicanMami]

Professor Lori Ellis

"Of course your my favorite professor...otherwise I'd of been outta here like a shot, cause I mean, no class? Well thats rude to tell me that to my face even if it is true."

" Well...I'm very flattered that you thank twice to come back and comfort me. It really does mean a lot to me. To be honest...you're actually the last student that I would expect to do this for me. "

"And everyone finds you attractive...they just don't know it yet."

Soft blush filled her cheeks again. She was never the type the flaunt her looks. Her husband never told her she was beautiful, and her family never did either, because vanity was a sin. So...this was a first for her. Hearing that someone found her attractive. It made her feel shy towards him.

 

[Rhovan]

Scott

"Well...I'm very flattered that you thank twice to come back and comfort me. It really does mean a lot to me. To be honest...you're actually the last student that I would expect to do this for me."

"Well...since we are being honest, let me tell ya this. I didn't expect to do this either, but it feels...correct. I hate seeing you cry, even if this is just the first time I've seen it. Odd how the mind works don't ya think? Of course ya do, your a psychologist." He laughed softly, leaning forward onto his knees.

He watched Mrs. Ellis blush again. It was weird, but she got quite a bit more attractive when that happened. He looked at her, a huge grin on his face.

"How about this Professor Ellis. We go to the quad, get us a couple slices of pizza, a couple beers," he dropped his voice and moved close to her again, "Just don't tell anyone I'm 20," then he stood and talked in a normal voice again. "Then we can have lunch and talk about anything ya want. Come on, even a shrink needs to be shrunk from time to time."

He hopped up from his chair, pulling his bag over his shoulder and offering a hand to her over the desk, to get her up from her desk chair.

"What do ya say?"

 

[BlaqueRicanMami]

Lori

"How about this Professor Ellis. We go to the quad, get us a couple slices of pizza, a couple beers. Just don't tell anyone I'm 20. Then we can have lunch and talk about anything ya want. Come on, even a shrink needs to be shrunk from time to time."

She contemplated his offer. It sounded lovely, and of course she wanted to accept, but she was concerned if it would be interpreted the wrong way. What if people thought that she was just using Scott to make Michael jealous?

"What do ya say?"

She looked down towards that hand that was offered towards her, and she smiled, placing her own much smaller palm within it's grasp and she allowed him to help her into that standing position. Of course noticing that he was still much taller than her, even with her in heels. She decided to just fuck what everybody thought for once and have some fun.

" Okay, I promise not to tell, only if you call me Lori. Let's go. "

 

[Rhovan]

Scott

He watched her hand slip into his, and he was startled by the juxtaposition of her dark skin verses his light skin. His hand was also massive compaired to hers. She wasn't a frail woman, but she was petite. Tight if you will. He helped her stand and then pushed her chair in when she moved away from it.

"Okay, I promise not to tell, only if you call me Lori. Let's go."

"Alright Lori, but I have to say. If I'm going to be your therapist, this will have to be strictly professional!" He turned his voice into what he thought Freud would sound like. Which was a poor british/german accent with possibly some sweed in there. He opened the door for her, stepping out of the way so she could leave.

"Pizza and beer...you sure your not a student just pretending to teach here? I thought all the professors were sticks in the mud, but you Mrs....Profes...Lori. You are interesting and ya might be fun. But I can't give you my professional opinion as your therapist until I get some pizza in me."

He laughed at his own jokes, so that at least someone found them funny, then he followed her out the door and walked beside her. Close enough to talk, but far enough away to prevent people from assuming they were a couple.

 

[BlaqueRicanMami]

Lori

"Pizza and beer...you sure your not a student just pretending to teach here? I thought all the professors were sticks in the mud, but you Mrs....Profes...Lori. You are interesting and ya might be fun. But I can't give you my professional opinion as your therapist until I get some pizza in me."

Whenever his laughter was heard, her own was joined in. It was fake, polite laughter. It was genuine. He made her feel young, like the teenager she never really had the chance to be with her home life and then having a child so early.

" Yeah, a lot of the other professors are sticks in the mud. But, I'm very positive that I'm a teacher. I didn't get to have pizza and beer enough, so this is a great diversion for me. "

She would smile happily up towards him as they walked together. Appreciating the space that he would leave between them, just enough to be able to keep their conversation private.

 

[Rhovan]

Scott

"Yeah, a lot of the other professors are sticks in the mud. But, I'm very positive that I'm a teacher. I didn't get to have pizza and beer enough, so this is a great diversion for me."

"You sure your not doing a case study on easily mis-led students? Cause if ya are, I wana be that guy! I'm like a cartoon, if you take the center line off a road and aim it at a wall, I run straight into it."

To prove his point he turned and walked into the wall, then trotted to catch back up to her, as they headed towards the cafeteria.

"Ya know, yer gona have to buy the beer...I ain't legal and all. Well...I'm legal, I'm just...lets just say I don't want to have to pretend to be Peppy Johnson to buy beer right now." He grinned, refering to the fake name on his fake ID.

"Or we could goto the park, the only people there that will bother you are the frisbee players -- just throw it back, and the Harri Krisna -- take the flower and smile. They aren't bad sorts...it's up to you, because you need a....a....evironment of unconditional positive reguard...that right? You need one of them to feel open in therapy, so I gotta make one of em for ya." He grinned and opened the door to the cafeteria.

"Your move Lori," he said in a 'dangerious' voice, but a glint of laughter still filled his eyes.

 

[BlaqueRicanMami]

Lori

"Your move Lori,"

She had laughed at all of his descriptions and suggestions. He was just so...different from the man she was used to. He was just like a breath of fresh air. Just what she needed right now. She smiled her thanks up towards him for opening up the door for her, and she stepped inside of the cafeteria. Suddenly, very self conscious about whether or not the gossip that was spread across the tables today was about her, Michael and Sophie.

She took a deep breath in. She noticed a few conversations cease when she stepped inside, but she couldn't let this get to her. She could be strong, she just had to be. Moving further inside with Scott at her side.

 

[Rhovan]

Scott

He loved to hear her laugh. It was down right musical. He watched her move inside and then...fold in on herself. She looked frightened almost, that everyone was talking about her. Indeed some conversations stopped, and some started.

He watched Lori steel herself, and then move into the cafeteria to get food, so he pulled out a chair, stepped up onto it and then onto the table.

"Yo! I know I'm pretty, but if you could stop staring at my ass....yes John, I do see you staring...then I could get on with eating!" Which was quickly followed by a barage of empty soda cans, balled up paper and straws. The whole cafeteria let out a collective groan, and a couple shouted things like, "Shut up shit head!" Scott hopped down from the table and brushed some items from his shirt, and walked back to Lori with a napkin in his hair.

However the whole room had gone back to normal, nobody was looking at them any longer, and Scott snatched up two trays, holding one out to her.

"Pizza and Beer fixes everything." He nods as if that would prove his statement.

 

[BlaqueRicanMami]

Lori

She had watched him in pure amazement as he had stood up on the table, and basically made a fool of himself just to take all of the attention of her. She would smile up towards him when he came back to her with those two trays, offering one to her. But first, she would reach up and take that napkin from his hair, tossing it in the trash before she would take the tray.

"Pizza and Beer fixes everything."

Again, she just smiled as they moved towards the food line.

" Thank you, Scott...you really didn't have to do that for me. "

 

[Rhovan]

Scott

He moved a bit as she pulled the napkin from his hair, because at first he thought she was going to swing on him. He grinned as she threw it away and took the tray from his hand.

"Thank you, Scott...you really didn't have to do that for me."

"You might not think so Lori, but John really was staring at my ass, and that just un-nerves me. How about this one, " he spoke as they waited in line, his tray balanced on one hand as if he was a waiter.

"I wont care that John stares at my ass, if you don't care that people might look in your direction? Deal?" He grinned. He thought he was rather slick, working that in there. "Psychologist in training!" he thought to himself.

 

[BlaqueRicanMami]

Lori

"I wont care that John stares at my ass, if you don't care that people might look in your direction? Deal?"

She was surprised that he had noticed her reaction to walking into the cafeteria. Maybe he actually did pay half assed attention to her lectures. She had smiled slowly, just still amazed by why he actually hid how sweet and caring he actually was.

" It's a deal, only with a condition. You have to tell me why you pretend to be a...jackass, for lack of a better term. No offense, but I can tell you're not as bad as you want people to believe you are. "

She watched him as they stood in line together in the cafeteria. Still wondering if this was some weird dream, and she would wake up the next morning beside Michael. She never thought that her husband would leave her for a college bimbo, or that the student that probably paid the least attention and cared more about sex would actually befriend her in her time of need. It was just one of those days.

 

[Rhovan]

Scott

"It's a deal, only with a condition. You have to tell me why you pretend to be a...jackass, for lack of a better term. No offense, but I can tell you're not as bad as you want people to believe you are."

"How am I going to treat you if you keep throwing up blocks, huh Lori? Alright..it's a deal." he had a huge grin on his face as he pulled some pizza from the tray in line and put it on his plate on his own tray, then he turned the tray and offered up the pizza to Lori.

"Why am I a jackass? Because all men are...I know that isn't the answer you want, but it's true. There's more to this, but I gotta tell ya when we sit down...I can't have my hard fought reputation of a jackass go away...but trust me, it's a good reason. It'll wow ya." He grinned at her as they continued to move through the line, he however went past the beer and grabbed himself both a bottle of water and a Pepsi.

"I'm buying!"

 

[BlaqueRicanMami]

Lori

A piece of pizza was taken from the tray that he had offered up towards her, and placed onto her plate. When they had moved down the line, she had taken up two beers, of course one being for him, and a bottle of water.

"Why am I a jackass? Because all men are...I know that isn't the answer you want, but it's true. There's more to this, but I gotta tell ya when we sit down...I can't have my hard fought reputation of a jackass go away...but trust me, it's a good reason. It'll wow ya."

" Yes, I'm very sure that it will. "

She let him buy that slice of pizza for, but she would buy the beers and her water. Taking their trays, she followed him to a table.

 

[Rhovan]

Scott

"Yes, I'm very sure that it will."

He grinned over his shoulder at her as he payed for all the items he could, and spoke to her while she was paying.

"See...you don't believe me...which means even though you think I'm a nice guy, my Jackass persona still effects you. Which means I'm doing my job." He laughed as he snagged her tray from her hand and balanced it on his other hand like a heavily laden waiter. Then he walked towards a table.

"Right this way madam!" He hooked his foot on a chair leg and pulled it out, offering the seat to Lori before he set the two trays down, then once she was seated he'd push the chair in a little and seat himself.

"Ya ready for it? For the wild and big news that isn't simply a rehashed cliche?"

 

[BlaqueRicanMami]

Lori

She had smiled by his politeness, but how it still seemed really funny and she could get her mind off everything. She settled down at the table, letting him push her in.

"Ya ready for it? For the wild and big news that isn't simply a rehashed cliche?"

" Yes...I'm very ready, Scott. "

She would pop open the top of her beer, taking a slow sip as she watched him over the top of the can. And yes, she was actually very curious to hear what he was going to say. She got comfortable, slipping her boots off, and sat crossed legged on the chair.

 

[Rhovan]

Scott

"Yes...I'm very ready, Scott."

Scott took a bite of pizza and a sip of beer, which was conveniantly blocked from sight behind the water and the pepsi. He watched her get settled in, and shifted his chair a bit, since she was now cross legged in a mini skirt. He sat to block the view of her panties from any other student in the cafe, and he resisted the strong urge to look under the table himself.

"Alright...I am a jackass, because everyone else is a jackass. If I acted like my normal self...no woman would be attracted to me until I was 25 and suddenly, 'marrying material.' See, society forces me into being a jackass in order to sustain a relationship. I can't be all cute and mushy and wanting kids because no girl wants that. And I don't want to be alone, so I play the game, and I jump through the little hoops. In five years, I will be myself again, like I havn't been since I was twelve."

He took another bite of pizza, "Because I wana be a family man and all that...you know, my 2.4 kids, my house in suburbia...well because I wana be that, the female population punishes me."

He grinned across the table at her, "So now you know why I'm a jackass...mind if I ask why you care if I'm a jackass or not?"