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Sheree and Zoe, although they’ve been best friends since I can remember, couldn’t be more different.
Zoe’s dark, tall and outgoing. A walking advert for young female confidence. A little bit with her head in the clouds, but a good kid.
Sheree?
She’s more reserved, bordering on nervously shy. Blond and not so tall. She’s my best student, and I’m not just saying that because I have a thing for her.
Her feet are well planted on the ground, and her studies as well as her projects show she could have a bright future in any chemistry field she chooses.
She’s mature for her age, and an excellent chemist as well as debater and lecturer.
Will be one day, when she gets some damned self-confidence.
A thing for her? Who am I kidding?
It’s way more than that.
Over the past year, it’s built up to a god damned obsession.
The first few years I could tell myself it was just like a student having a crush but in reverse.
My little fantasies would come and go. Until they started to actually come. A lot.
As time went on and once I finally relieved myself of some built up pressure one day after she’d left her scarf behind after class… I knew I had a real life problem.
A sweet, delicious problem that I’d never dare share with anyone.
The relief I felt while smelling her scarf as I shot ropes of my seed all over my desk was exquisite.
But it soon became clear that it could never be enough. I wanted her then as bad as I want her now. Maybe even more so now.
And now?
Now I’m packing to leave for good and she doesn’t even know how I feel, let alone what I really want to do to her.
The life I could give her if she’d only give me some kind of sign she was even remotely interested in being anything more than just my daughter’s best friend.
Why don’t you just happen to pass by her dorm? What’s the worst that can happen?
She either won’t be there or you can see for yourself she’s not interested in you outside of class.
Some say we have an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other.
From today on, I think I know which one I’m gonna listen to.
Chapter Three
Sheree
It’s hours after Zoe left, hours of procrastinating where I tell myself I’d better just get used to it.
Better get used to being alone again.
We’ve had a few periods in our lives where she lived so far away we could only talk on the phone or video call.
College with her for the past few years has been a dream come true for both of us, finally like we’re almost living together.
Like we always promised we would when we were kids.
She lives off campus with her dad, and it’s still undecided if he’s gonna let her move onto campus or have her live in their house in town.
Zoe already asked if I wanted to move in, and I knew it hurt her when I said I couldn’t.
My parents. They’re getting older and need help now in their later years.
Plus, there are not many jobs going in town for newly graduating chemistry nerds.
Watching the late afternoon fade to dusk, I notice how quiet the dorm is too.
Most of the girls have either gone home already or are out partying someplace.
My groaning belly begs for food, but I can’t find the motivation to do anything it seems.
I’ve packed one whole box.
The one box that’s been the hardest to pack and not just because it’s the first.
Because I packed his picture away. Telling myself I’d better get used to living without Professor Grayson too.
I flop back onto my bed, feeling useless. Tired and like I just want to sleep through winter.
I could just get the picture out. Just one last time… Lock the door for a few minutes…
The thought makes me grin to myself, already sending a shiver of excitement down my spine.
Smiling still, I remark in my mind how well I know myself.
Having packed his picture last, it’s right on top, and in moments I’m admiring him all over again
One last look and then I’ll pack it away with everything else and have an early night ready for—
“Professor Grayson,” I gasp, already bending my arm to hide the brass framed picture as my other hand recoils from the door I was just about to close and lock.
It’s him. It’s really freaking him. Right here in my dorm.
“I’m sorry to bother you, Sheree, and I know I’m not supposed to be here technically,” he says shyly, looking at his feet for a moment before focusing on my eyes.
I feel my jaw drop, my eyes widen and that funny feeling in my stomach switch from hunger to butterflies to something I’ve never felt before.
Something about seeing Professor Grayson in my room, outside of class, and without Zoe for the time ever.
