Lessons to Learn (Chapter 2)
Chapter 2
Kate kept a straight face “Mr. Castle I and the rest of the class are very much aware of my good looks, what I don’t need is my students reiterating it. I suggest if you have any more compliments for me, you meet me after class and I’ll give you an assignment in return for them”
“I apologize”
“Sit down, and pay attention”
“Oh I will” he muttered mostly to himself, his eyes again travelling down her body to her legs.
Richard Castle had never seen a woman with so much beauty and sass before. He marvelled at the way his professor carried herself, the way she spoke, the authority, and the bad ass-ness if that’s even a word. From the moment he appeared in the doorway of the class room and laid eyes on her, he’d been entranced.
He found it so wrong to be checking out a professor, but until she actually said her name, he wouldn’t have believed she was a teacher. He honestly thought she was just an alumni or someone who’d come to talk to the class.
Then and now, he’d taken a chance to admire her legs. Her skirt wasn’t short per say, but her height created an illusion for him. She wore heels that added an extra perkiness to her rear, and only defined her curves a little more. It didn’t help that red lipstick she wore was the exact shade of her skirt. Her shirt, tucked in so neatly was surely hiding away her best assets.
Rick wanted to mentally slap himself. Here he was sitting in class, watching his professor teach, and not paying attention one bit to what she was saying. All he could think about was her great looks and the way she’d said his name. He’d never felt like this before. Sure he’d had his fair share of girlfriends, and many more girls he’d found attractive. But they’d all been younger to him, or his age. He’d never before felt attracted to a woman elder to him, and never would have imagined that it would be a professor. It was wrong on so many levels, but he knew it existed. An attraction towards her.
He wondered if he could start a conversation with her after class, maybe ask for a little extra tutoring too.
“Mr. Castle, do you mind telling the class what you interpret from the 6th line”
The entire class turned to look at him. ‘Great’ he thought to himself. Today was not his day.
He looked at his book and then back at the class, he had no clue which page they were even on.
“Is there a problem Mr. Castle”
“Yea, actually there is”
Kate folded her arms and waited to hear him out
“I think your question is invalid Prof. Beckett”
“Why so”
“I think that when the writer of this book, wrote it, he meant it simply as he wrote. He had no idea, years later, a bunch of students and a teacher would be analysing his every line. I think we owe it to him, to respect his work and understand it as it is, and not try to interpret it in our own way”
He seemed proud of his answer and the class seemed amused and entertained. The proud smirk he had on showed that he was used to this”
“That’s a nice thought Mr. Castle.”
“Thank you”
“You don’t know the answer, do you?”
“I have no clue” he replied instantly, his face turned serious.
The class roared with laughter at him and Kate gave him a condescending smile
“I thought so. Sit down Mr. Castle, and pay attention”
He sat down, and tried to concentrate.
After class, he walked slowly towards the door behind his friends, hesitating whether to go up to her and start a conversation. But it was as if the universe was on his side, she called out to him herself
“Mr. Castle, could you wait back a moment, I need to have a word with you”
Castle was jumping for joy on the inside. But tried not to show it. He walked on over to her desk and stood before it. She remained seated and was busy putting a few papers into her laptop bag. Richard wasn’t anticipating it, but his eyes were suddenly drawn to her shirt. From where he was standing, he had the perfect view down her neckline. It didn’t help him one bit that he saw she was wearing white lace underneath.
“Get a hold of yourself Rick, she’s a teacher” he told himself in his head
He was brought out of his talk with himself when she looked up at him and said
“Mr. Castle, I noticed you consider yourself to be quite the clown of the class”
“I wouldn’t call myself a clown, rather, an entertainer”
“I suggest that you practice channelizing this energy you have for being an entertainer into paying attention to what I teach in class”
“I was paying attention”
“Not to what I was teaching”
He was caught red handed. He wondered if she knew just where his attention was though.
“I’ve seen your grades from your past few years here”
“You can do that”
“I have access to your record Mr. Castle” she said to him sternly. “I noticed that you scored well in your past years, I’d hate to see your scores drop in your final year”
“I’d hate that too” he said.
“Good, then we’re on the same page”
She said to him.
“good.” there was an awkward silence between them until he spoke again
“That comment I made about you…”
“It’s alright mr.Castle, I accept your apology”
“I’m not apologizing.” He said confidently.
She looked up at him
“I think you’re really hot. And I also think you have great teaching skills”
Kate bit her lip. Looked down at her table and then back at him and said
“Thank you Richard”
“You can call me Rick”
“Then Thank you Rick.”
Rick nodded.
“I was wondering, could I have your number?”
“Now that’s a little bold of you”
“Don’t get me wrong, I read a lot, and I’m working on my first novel…”
“You want to become a writer?”
“It’s a dream”
“And you need my number…?”
“While you were teaching, I found that you are well versed with the subject, I take it, you’ve read more books then all of us put together”
“That’s probably correct”
“So, if you don’t mind, I would like to be able to contact you for a little guidance in my writing, in case I’m stuck and I need a little help”
“So for mentoring reasons?”
“Yes”
Chapter 3- link here- http://caskettastic.livejournal.com/2855.html
Kate kept a straight face “Mr. Castle I and the rest of the class are very much aware of my good looks, what I don’t need is my students reiterating it. I suggest if you have any more compliments for me, you meet me after class and I’ll give you an assignment in return for them”
“I apologize”
“Sit down, and pay attention”
“Oh I will” he muttered mostly to himself, his eyes again travelling down her body to her legs.
Richard Castle had never seen a woman with so much beauty and sass before. He marvelled at the way his professor carried herself, the way she spoke, the authority, and the bad ass-ness if that’s even a word. From the moment he appeared in the doorway of the class room and laid eyes on her, he’d been entranced.
He found it so wrong to be checking out a professor, but until she actually said her name, he wouldn’t have believed she was a teacher. He honestly thought she was just an alumni or someone who’d come to talk to the class.
Then and now, he’d taken a chance to admire her legs. Her skirt wasn’t short per say, but her height created an illusion for him. She wore heels that added an extra perkiness to her rear, and only defined her curves a little more. It didn’t help that red lipstick she wore was the exact shade of her skirt. Her shirt, tucked in so neatly was surely hiding away her best assets.
Rick wanted to mentally slap himself. Here he was sitting in class, watching his professor teach, and not paying attention one bit to what she was saying. All he could think about was her great looks and the way she’d said his name. He’d never felt like this before. Sure he’d had his fair share of girlfriends, and many more girls he’d found attractive. But they’d all been younger to him, or his age. He’d never before felt attracted to a woman elder to him, and never would have imagined that it would be a professor. It was wrong on so many levels, but he knew it existed. An attraction towards her.
He wondered if he could start a conversation with her after class, maybe ask for a little extra tutoring too.
“Mr. Castle, do you mind telling the class what you interpret from the 6th line”
The entire class turned to look at him. ‘Great’ he thought to himself. Today was not his day.
He looked at his book and then back at the class, he had no clue which page they were even on.
“Is there a problem Mr. Castle”
“Yea, actually there is”
Kate folded her arms and waited to hear him out
“I think your question is invalid Prof. Beckett”
“Why so”
“I think that when the writer of this book, wrote it, he meant it simply as he wrote. He had no idea, years later, a bunch of students and a teacher would be analysing his every line. I think we owe it to him, to respect his work and understand it as it is, and not try to interpret it in our own way”
He seemed proud of his answer and the class seemed amused and entertained. The proud smirk he had on showed that he was used to this”
“That’s a nice thought Mr. Castle.”
“Thank you”
“You don’t know the answer, do you?”
“I have no clue” he replied instantly, his face turned serious.
The class roared with laughter at him and Kate gave him a condescending smile
“I thought so. Sit down Mr. Castle, and pay attention”
He sat down, and tried to concentrate.
After class, he walked slowly towards the door behind his friends, hesitating whether to go up to her and start a conversation. But it was as if the universe was on his side, she called out to him herself
“Mr. Castle, could you wait back a moment, I need to have a word with you”
Castle was jumping for joy on the inside. But tried not to show it. He walked on over to her desk and stood before it. She remained seated and was busy putting a few papers into her laptop bag. Richard wasn’t anticipating it, but his eyes were suddenly drawn to her shirt. From where he was standing, he had the perfect view down her neckline. It didn’t help him one bit that he saw she was wearing white lace underneath.
“Get a hold of yourself Rick, she’s a teacher” he told himself in his head
He was brought out of his talk with himself when she looked up at him and said
“Mr. Castle, I noticed you consider yourself to be quite the clown of the class”
“I wouldn’t call myself a clown, rather, an entertainer”
“I suggest that you practice channelizing this energy you have for being an entertainer into paying attention to what I teach in class”
“I was paying attention”
“Not to what I was teaching”
He was caught red handed. He wondered if she knew just where his attention was though.
“I’ve seen your grades from your past few years here”
“You can do that”
“I have access to your record Mr. Castle” she said to him sternly. “I noticed that you scored well in your past years, I’d hate to see your scores drop in your final year”
“I’d hate that too” he said.
“Good, then we’re on the same page”
She said to him.
“good.” there was an awkward silence between them until he spoke again
“That comment I made about you…”
“It’s alright mr.Castle, I accept your apology”
“I’m not apologizing.” He said confidently.
She looked up at him
“I think you’re really hot. And I also think you have great teaching skills”
Kate bit her lip. Looked down at her table and then back at him and said
“Thank you Richard”
“You can call me Rick”
“Then Thank you Rick.”
Rick nodded.
“I was wondering, could I have your number?”
“Now that’s a little bold of you”
“Don’t get me wrong, I read a lot, and I’m working on my first novel…”
“You want to become a writer?”
“It’s a dream”
“And you need my number…?”
“While you were teaching, I found that you are well versed with the subject, I take it, you’ve read more books then all of us put together”
“That’s probably correct”
“So, if you don’t mind, I would like to be able to contact you for a little guidance in my writing, in case I’m stuck and I need a little help”
“So for mentoring reasons?”
“Yes”
Chapter 3- link here- http://caskettastic.livejournal.com/2855.html