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Harvard
By: guest1383 Date: December 1, 2015, 10:55 pm
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A prestigious school filled with students with either impressive
high IQ scores, but mainly with children with parents with fat
wallets.
Rp reserved for Demon and Adelaide.
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Re: Harvard
By: guest1268 Date: December 2, 2015, 8:56 pm
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In attempt to contain her excitement, the girl bit down on her
lower lip, fighting back the urge to smile, as she made her way
to her first class. Although she had transferred in the middle
of the semester, it felt she felt like a child on the first day
of school. Her feminine curves were anything but childish
though.
For being barely a young adult, the woman had already more
natural curvature than that of a woman in her late twenties. Her
legs were long and toned, her waist was wider than most that
shared her weight due to the roundness of her behind, and
breasts evened out the lower half of her curves with plump
mounds.
Dressed in a short black dress that revealed just enough to
tease, but not enough to be anything but decent, she entered the
room.
Having gotten lost on her way to class, she opened the door to a
already seated class in the middle of a lecture. Perhaps, the
teacher would take pity on her being a new student and
mercifully excuse her to her seat.
Closing the door behind her, she fidgeted with the books in her
arms as she looked over the classroom for a seat. The only one
available was in the front row, directly in front of the
teacher. She remained motionless long enough to ensure that she
would not be reprimanded for her tardiness. If he ignored her,
she would sneak across the room and hurriedly take her seat
without further interruption.
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Re: Harvard
By: Demonreach Date: December 3, 2015, 12:49 am
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While class had started but a few minutes ago, he was already
deep into his lecture. Perhaps it had been longer than a few
minutes ago. He didn't sleep at all last night, his insomnia oft
times keeping him up, so most days just blended together.
He stared up from the other people and looked at the girl, nay,
woman walking towards the only seat left. He frowned deeply.
Despite being in his mid-30's there was little to no wrinkles
upon his face; if anything, there was an easy humor to his eyes
that was clearly reflected in the laugh lines that were etched
into his face.
He was of average height, and while not exactly muscular, there
was a broadness to his shoulders that hinted at some
musculature; there was a confidence in his step, an easy grace
that made him seem bigger than he was. Including this, there was
intelligence that danced in his bright, piercing blue eyes that
seemed to command the room; his black hair falling in slightly
curled strands, strands of hair soft to look at and even softer
to touch.
He was more formally attired, though the effect was ruined by
the dark colored jeans and the street shoes; his shirt was nice,
perhaps formal was to good a word for it.
'Ah, you must be the new girl, Adelaide.' His voice was deep,
years of lectures and speech turning his voice into an easy
deepness that bespoke a confidence without trying; with nothing
to hide. Her name rolled off his tongue almost seductively,
teasing the letters of her name out smoothly. 'Pick a seat,
though I suppose there is only one. Tardiness is ill-advised,
miss. I'll need you to stay after class so I may get you caught
up.' He raised an eyebrow, smooth and arched, towards her as if
the statement was a question instead; however, his tone brokered
no argument and simply commanded.
His eyes followed her as she moved, drinking her in; letting the
image of her walking towards him fill his mind.
'Now, as I was saying...' His voice carried as he went through
the remainder of his lecture.
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Re: Harvard
By: guest1268 Date: December 3, 2015, 5:13 pm
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Distorting her features, confusion furrowed her brow and aroused
a small frown across her lips as he spoke. After years of
advance study and general schooling, she had yet to run across a
teacher of such physical and intelectual qualities. Although he
was not incredibly tall or muscular, he was attractive without
being overwhelming or intimidating. The way he spoke made it
impossible not to respect him.
One of the students cleared their throats when she had stared
for too long for it not to be awkward. Adelaide's cheeks flushed
as she shamefully took her seat and kept her head down and eyes
glued on the notes she took as he spoke. She was thankful he had
not made a scene, but embarrassed that she had.
When the class was dismissed, she stayed put until all of her
notes were finished and the students had finished asking the
professor questions and whatnot. Once the last student had left,
Adelaide gathered her things and made her way to his desk. Amber
eyes studied him as she self conscientiously tucked a stray of
auburn hair behind her ear.
"You wanted to help me get caught up?" she asked, her voice
conveying only a tiny slip of first-day jitters.
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Re: Harvard
By: Demonreach Date: December 9, 2015, 2:36 am
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Sitting at his desk, he watched the young woman fidget almost
nervously; he allowed himself to chuckle at her, shaking his
head almost wistfully, 'You should calm down, Adelaide. There is
really nothing to be nervous about.'
He understood the whole moving ordeal, as he had often gone
through it himself quite a bit as a kid and through most of his
teen life. He had almost never had any real friends, even being
at the school for so long, he didn't intermingle much with the
staff. It just wasn't who he was.
'But, yes, I can help. As you've come in late during the school
year, I can give you most of the lesson plans; the experiments
and papers should be done on your own time. I am sure you will
face most of these problems with your other classes, as such I
will be pretty lenient on your assignments.' He sighed, moving
to his computer as he talked, opening up a few documents and
printing them out: things needed for the class beyond pencil and
paper and the book; the lesson plans and a few extra credit
assignments. 'I don't normally give out extra credit, but you
shouldn't be made to suffer, I suppose...'
He took a post-it note and jotted down a few numbers. 'This is
my cell phone number, should you need anything; help or
whatever. I am generally here late nights, so my door is always
open. I am quite handy at others classes as well.' He gave her a
slow wink, the soft smile tugging at his lips as he finished. As
he put the papers within a folder -the post it note on top of
the folder- he murmured, 'Should you need anything at all,
please don't hesitate to call and ask.'
The words were a soft murmur, a whisper perhaps, meant for her
alone; there were faint emotions playing within his eyes, a type
of lust being a more prominent one as he glanced her over once
more, as if uncaring if she saw his peering eyes. 'Now, off you
go. I am sure we will see each other again.' He laughed softly,
going back to his computer, though as she walked out, he
couldn't help but watch her walk away; enjoying the sway of her
hips, the way the dress bounced along her ass.
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Re: Harvard
By: guest1268 Date: December 9, 2015, 12:16 pm
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Upon his prompting, Adelaide stopped fidgeting and gave a shy
smile like a child would after being caught with a hand in the
cookie jaw. Long slender arms hugged the stacks of books and
papers to her chest as she listened as he explained things to
her. It was evident by how her shoulders collapsed after being
assured that he would offer his services to help catch her up,
that a load had been lifted from her shoulders. Although she was
extremely fortunate to have gotten into a program through the
school that would pay for her tuition, she had been dreading the
heavy workload she was taking on by switching in mid-semester.
She pursed her lips curiously though as he handed her his phone
number. It was not the first time a teacher had given her their
cell phone number, but it had always been on a syllabus or
online for all students to see. However, she supposed that her
case was a unique one of course.
"Thank you," she interjected. "I'm certain that I will not need
extra credit, but I'll be to ask if a problem arises."
Adelaide had understood the overall idea of the subject matter.
There should not be an issue attempting to get caught up and
memorize the material, no matter how small of a time frame she
had.
Having taken notice of the subtle flirtatious hint in his tone,
Adelaide simply smiled. It had not been the first time a teacher
had felt comfortable enough to be playful. She had come to write
it off as innocent fun. Her peers certainly enjoyed the
attention from older and wiser men and women, even though it
just reminded her of Calyx along with the fight they had had
before leaving home.
She watched as the man's eyes lingered on her feminine curves
just before he dismissed her. Adelaide nodded and smiled,
ridding herself of the unpleasant memory of the fight.
"Yes, we will," she replied in a polite manner.
Though she was not one to flirt with a teacher, she knew that it
was best to keep the one in charge of her grade happy. If she
did not manage to maintain a perfect grade point average, she
would be kicked out of the program.
With that, she left the classroom with his number tucked in her
notebook.
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Adelaide had been wrong. It would take days without sleep to
pull this whole thing.
She was sitting at the small desk shoved in front of a window in
a tiny dorm room with two beds on either side of it. Having yet
to meet her roommate, she figured that the girl was probably
partying with the rest of the kids. Buried beneath stacked text
books and mounds of papers, Adelaide yawned and continued to
read and write until her eyes were heavy and her hand, sore.
What was worse, she kept getting distracted by thoughts of
Calyx. She finally groaned and slammed her book shut. Tomorrow
would come too soon and she needed sleep.
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The next day she was woken up by the sun. She quickly gathered
her things groggily, and went to class.
This time, she had arrived before most of the students. Adelaide
sat in the same spot as she had last time and opened her text
book.
She yawned as she waited for class to start, hoping that she
could manage to stay awake in class.
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