I can't believe this is happening.
I'm so excited. Eeeek!
I'd turned up at my professor's house at 7.00 sharp, and asked for the toilet almost immediately. I'd wanted a few minutes to clam myself down. Well, it was unlikely that these few minutes alone would do me any good. It was impossible to slow the racing of my heart and the sweat dampening my palms knowing that Professor River freaking Song was under the same roof as me. Oh god she couldn't be more than a few meters away from me right now. I hope she can't hear what I'm thinking right now. I'm sure my thoughts are rather loud at the moment. I flushed and went to the bathroom to wash my hands. I checked myself out in the mirror. I suppose I looked a bit… over excited, but at least my hair was agreeing with me.
I left the bathroom and headed to the lounge room to find my professor sitting at the couch. She appeared to be utterly lost in thought and didn't notice that I'd entered the room.
"Shall we begin, professor?" I asked quietly, trying not to startle her. I failed. She jumped in her seat, head snapping up to meet my eyes. She opened and closed her mouth a few times before she recovered her words.
"Ah yeah, sure." She looked like she wanted to say more, but didn't continue. I proceeded to get my books out of my bag and I fell onto the couch lightly next to her. We went over all I'd learnt in the last few lessons. Of course I'd had no real trouble with the work, which allowed me to focus more on the gorgeous woman next to me.
I was hyper aware of every move she made. When she shifted in her seat causing her shoulder to brush against mine. When she leaned over me to get a worksheet on the other side of the table. When she ruffled my hair in delight because I got something right. Every little touch seemed to have a colossal effect on me. It was probably getting to the point where it was unhealthy how much she affected me. She was going to start invading my dreams soon I'd bet. I looked forward to it.
"So I'll seeya tomorrow." I slung my bag across my shoulder as I made my way towards the door.
"Uh… yeah bye… I…" She bit her lip, clearly hesitating about continuing.
"Yeah? Honestly, professor you may as well say it and get it over with." I encouraged in a gentle tone.
"Well, I was thinking and…maybe this isn't such a good idea after all? I teach over a hundred students Irene, and though thirty minutes a week mightn't seem like much, I just realized it is an awful lot of time to be spending on one student. I feels so unfair, and I'm sure they'd think the same too, if they found out. I don't want to be one of those teachers who pick 'favourites'. I don't mean to disadvantage or favour any of my students! It's unfair and ridiculous and I-" Irene cut her off. Her professor was getting really worked up about this. She was so frantic at the end her words were practically running together.
"River. You are not in any way disadvantaging your other students. It's not like you're giving me giving me the answers for our next exam or anything, hell you didn't even teach me anything new! We just went over what we've covered. That's hardly a crime. You are a fantastic teacher. Just," (I put my hands on her shoulders comfortingly) "Relax honey, you're not doing anything wrong." She pulled me in for a hug. My arms snaked around her waist, hands rubbing soothing circles into her back.
"I do freak out a little, don't I?" She mumbled into my shoulder.
"Nope. Just being the incredibly caring and awesome teacher that you are."
"Aw, darling, you are so sweet." She sighed. I could feel her lips curling into a smile against my collarbone. I grinned in response, holding her tighter to my chest.
Today Irene learned that not only was River incredibly sexy and witty, she was absolutely lovely and one of the most thoughtful, clever people she had ever met. Oh, this woman was truly amazing.
Still, she hadn't expected to get onto first name basis with her in one night…score.