I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It

Ella’s POV Colton’s question stayed withfor the rest of the day. We didn’t talk much more about it during class but told each other we would try to meet up afterward and talk about it smore. But | knew he was right; something had been off about her. She wasn’t her normal self and she’s been extremely distant.

When | asked Becca about it, she thought Rachel might be a little depressed probably because she broke up with her boyfriend. But she was fine after she and her boyfriend split and that was months ago.

“Sometimes depression comes much later after the breakup,” Becca said with a shrug. “I think the jewelry she was looking for was probably something he had given her.” “Maybe,” was all | said in return, but something didn’t seem right about that. “I guess we will see her at the meeting. She said she’d be there.” “Yes, but she’s been saying a lot of things lately,” Becca said with a shrug.

| knew she was right about that too; what was happening to my friend? She’s been my roommate since last year and we've been close since then, but lately, it just felt like she was pulling away. | hated thinking that she could possibly be depressed.

Why would she be watching our combat and shifting class though? It wasn’t making much sense to me. | decided to brush the thought out of my mind and just focus on my duties for the rest of the day. I didn’t have the tto worry about her right now; | had to focus on this meeting.

It was our first meeting and | wanted it to go well. | would talk to Colton about it later; he toldthat Alpha Jonathan was planning on returning to his pack this evening, so I'll be able to spend the night with him.

| was excited to be held by my mate all night. It was much needed and all | wanted was to kiss him and show him just how much I love him. But also, | felt much safer being with him vs. being away from him.

Becca and | were the first in our new classroom and we were both excited to be there. It was a typical classroom with long wooden tables and chairs that sat in the center of the room. They looked like conference tables and were perfect for the committee. There were a bunch of art and crafting materials around the room too so | knew it was once an art room.

It actually wasn’t far away from Miss Emily’s room, which was in the art department.

In the front of the room was a large desk with a computer and everything. There was a golden plaque that sat on the desk that read: President.

“That's you!” Becca pointed out with a proud smile.

| still felt a little out of my element being called a president and having my own desk, but | was also filled with excitement.

“We even got a whiteboard,” Becca said, running her hand across the large whiteboard that sat in the front of the room near my new desk.

“This is going to be amazing,” | said as | went toward my desk and placed my backpack down. | rummage through my stuff and pull out all my folders and notebooks. “I have all the plans we cup with. | can’t wait to talk about it with everyone.” Brody was the next to enter the room and as soon as he stepped inside, his eyes widened.

“This is awesome,” he breathed.

Beside him stood, Matt. He looked a little awkward; like he couldn't decide if he wanted to run for the hills or take a seat.

“This is Matt,” Brody introduced. “He decided he wanted to join after all.” “Hey, Matt,” | said, giving him a wave. “I'm Ella and this is Brody.” | wasn’t sure if Matt knew oflike | knew of him. Matt was a tall and muscular guy with shaggy blonde hair and chocolate-brown eyes. He had manly facial features and | knew from his scent alone that he had Alpha blood. This meant when the twas right, he would take over his father’s pack and becan Alpha. Though, | wasn't quite sure what pack he belonged to.

It suddenly made sense as to why he was joining the committee; I'm sure it was probably his father’s idea.

“Hey,” he said, running his fingers through his hair.

It also made sense as to why girls fell to their knees when he walked by them. He was very handsome, but he wasn't as handsas my mate personally. | still noticed his attractiveness and | found his smile contagious, even if it was awkward.

“Ella is our president,” Brody explained. “And she’s pretty cool. You'll like her.” “Cool,” Matt said, giving a nervous laugh.

Soon, Kayla appeared at the doorway, peering inside the room nervously for a moment until she recognized those in the room and she instantly relaxed.

“Oh, good. This is the right room,” Kay said as she walked inside. “This is so cool.” “Woah...” Matt said, his eyes wide when he looked at her. “You're a fairy.” It wasn’t a question; | was surprised that Matt could tell right away that Kay was a fairy and telling from her face, she was surprised too.

“I am,” she answered, her cheeks growing pink as she looked into his eyes. “I'm Kayla.” “Matt,” he said.

She smiled pleasantly at him before turning to me.

“We get this whole room to ourselves?” She asked, eagerly.

I nodded.

“Yes,” | answered, grabbing the baggie of keys from my desk.

| handed her and Matt both keys.

“Key's to the room,” explained.

“Cool!” They both exclaimed at the stime.

“Jinx,” Matt lamely said.

Kay chuckled and went to take a seat at one of the seats.

Brody walked closer toand spoke in a tone that was so low | knew that only | could hear him.

“Did you speak to Sarah?” He asked.

I nodded.

“I told her about the meeting and the time. It’s up to her if she wants to show up,” | said, shrugging.

He narrowed his eyes at me.

“Were you nice to her? Or did you make it feel like an obligation to invite her?” He surprisedby asking; his voice was a little cold that it tookback.

“When am | not nice, Brody?” | asked, folding my arms across my chest. “I told her that if she truly wanted to make amends and show the school that she’s sorry then she will join the committee.” He nodded and sighed.

“Sorry, | didn’t mean anything by it,” he murmured. “I just haven't spoken to her since that tyou caught us outside. I'm worried is all.” | placed my hand on his upper shoulder and gave him a small smile. | understood where he was coming from; I'd be upset too if the table was turned, and it was Colton. | got that he was worried about his mate, even if they didn’t establish their relationship yet.

“I get it,” | assured him. “No worries.” He smiled and went to sit at the table with Matt.

| found a place at the head of the table and started to set up my notebooks and folders. In one of the folders was a signup form which | gave to Matt and a pen.

“I just need you to fill this out,” | told him.

He began to fill it out when the door opened, and Skylar poked her head inside the room. Her aura and energy could be felt right away, and everybody looked up to see her. | heard Matt and Kayla both gasping when she walked into the room.

| told Kayla we were holding the meeting late because we had a vampire but seeing it and hearing about it were two different things. | don’t think any of us would think that she would actually show up.

“Am | late?” She asked, glancing at the clock on the wall.

It had just turned 8 pm.

| shook my head.

“You are right on time, Skylar,” | assured her.

Without saying anything more, Skylar walked into the room and found a seat on the opposite side of the table and furthest away from everyone else. | don’t think that surprised anyone.

Almost immediately after, the door opened again and a skinny, nerdy-looking guy walked into the room.

“Is this the student committee room?” He asked peering around.

Before | could answer, Becca spoke first.

“Hey, Luis!” She said cheerfully. He smiled pleasantly at her. “I saved you a seat next to me,” she added, waving him over.

He quickly walked further into the room and toward her. | handed him a signup sheet and a key as he walked by and murmured, “Thanks.” | got a key for Matt as well and slid it across the table to him and another for Skylar.

“Everybody in the committee gets a key to this room,” | explained. “Even if we don’t have any scheduled meetings, you are all welcto chere to get work done. | am planning on having a meeting at least once a week. But I'll keep you updated via text messages, so make sure my number is in your phone.” | felt like | was truly in charge; the feeling was surreal. | spent my entire life watching my father be in charge, so | suppose it was like second nature to me.

The door opened again, and | turned to see Rachel running into the room. I was honestly surprised to see her.

“Hey,” | said to her, trying to act casual.

“Sorry, I'm late,” she said, rushing pastand taking a seat at the table. “I had sstuff to do beforehand.” “Seems you always have stuff to do lately,” | said; not trying to sound mean, but | was a bit annoyed and a little worried for her.

She glanced at me, pressing her lips firmly together.

“I'm busy,” she said, her voice much dryer than it ever has been.

Her eyes were dark; they weren't like her normal bright ocean blue. Looking into them madefeel uneasy.

“Sorry,” | said, not wanting to get into an argument. | grabbed a key from the baggie and handed it to her.

“Everyone gets a key to this room,” | explained.

Without saying anything, she took the key and shoved it into the pocket.

When she did so, | noticed there was a light red stain on her pants, makingnarrow my eyes at her. She smelled off; | couldn't explain it. Just different. But | didn’t say anything to her about it out loud; I just shook my head and clanked at the clock.

It was 10 past 8, which meant | needed to start this meeting because Skylar had class at 9.

“I guess this is everybody,” | said, shrugging and glancing at Brody who looked disappointed.

| sat down and opened my notebook, starting from the very first plan idea Becca and | had. A fall formal. We never had a back-to-school party and we've already been back for a little over a month, so we decided on a fall formal instead.

“So, Ill need volunteers to prepare that. We'll need a venue, preferably one with a ballroom, and sto help with decorating and catering,” | explained. “We have plenty of funding, so money isn’t an issue, “I added.

Before anyone could say anything, the door of the room slowly opened, turning everybody's attention in that direction.

| heard Kayla gasping loudly and the color of Becca's face drained. | didn’t have to look to know who it was, but | did anyway.

“Hey...” Sarah said in a low and awkward tone. “Sorry, I'm late...”