The Girl Next Door by Jennifer Sucevic

Author:Jennifer Sucevic [Sucevic, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-26T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Mia

“I’ll see everyone on Wednesday,” Dr. Hayes announces, dismissing class for the day. Before the last word leaves her mouth, people scatter like rats trying to abandon a sinking ship.

I look around, careful to avoid eye contact with Beck. He’s one of the few students who haven’t shoved their shit into their bag and taken off. I’d hoped that by ignoring him, he would get the hint and not wait around. It’s not like we have anything to discuss.

We made out a week ago.

End of story.

Other than glancing at him when Dr. Hayes introduced me as the TA, I’ve kept my back firmly turned to him. Although that doesn’t mean I haven’t felt his gaze burning holes through me. It was all I could do not to squirm on my chair and peek over my shoulder.

Somehow, I resisted the urge.

Barely.

It’s shitty luck that I’ve ended up TA’ing for Beck’s class. What are the odds?

I’ve tried so hard not to think about the way he touched me at the club, but it’s always simmering in the back of my mind. I’m ashamed to admit how many self-love sessions I’ve had regarding that incident.

I just need to get through the school year and then we can go our separate ways. I won’t have to worry about running into him around every corner. When my heart clenches at the idea of never seeing Beck again, I sweep the feeling aside and ignore it.

I give Beck a bit of side-eye only to find him taking his sweet damn time packing up his stuff.

Ugh.

Can’t the guy do me a solid and move it along?

A nervous sweat breaks out across my brow as I try to delay the inevitable.

“Mia,” Dr. Hayes says, “do you have a moment?”

And just like that, a lifeline is thrown!

Thank you, Dr. Hayes!

With a rush of breath, I haul the strap of my bag onto my shoulder before racing to the podium.

First semester of freshman year, I ended up in Dr. Hayes’ Composition class. I’ve always enjoyed reading, but she helped me fall in love with the written word. Dr. H gave me the confidence I needed to let my creativity flow. After that semester, I registered for every course she offered at the university.

From beneath the thick fringe of my lashes, I watch as Beck and his friend—who I’m guessing is also a football player, because he’s got that whole doesn’t-have-a-neck thing going on—pack up their belongings before moving to the center aisle and heading toward the exit.

A relieved breath escapes from my lips when the door closes behind them. I was looking forward to working with Dr. Hayes this semester, now I’m dreading it.

The pretty blond professor snaps her briefcase shut before glancing at me. “Thank you again for taking this position at the last minute.”

The graduate student who was originally scheduled to assist her ended up taking the semester off, so she asked me to fill in. There’s really not much to the position. All I have to do is copy handouts and grade papers.

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