Teach Me Dirty,Professor💕
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Chapter 6
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Rhodie💕
I threw the medicines in the trash. Reaching home, I made a meal for myself. I just couldn’t find Zola right now because i just arrived.
After eating, I knocked on Zola’s door to check if she was around but to no avail. Opening the door, I heard m0@n s.
“Rhodie”, Zola g@sped jumping out of be-d. Then I saw her p@rtner. It was Veronica.
“I’m so sorry…”, I closed the door moving outside. I nee-d to give them space but one thing i never got to un-derstand was how come Zola and Veronica are ma-king out.
I thought she hated Poppy squad. I took a stroll down the street when i heard a voice.
“Who is it”, I asked looking throu-gh the gardens to find who was calling me.
“It was me Poppy. ”
“Poppy, why are you hiding?”, I asked and she c@m£ out looking pale and damn, everywhere smells.
“Jeez, what have you eaten?”, I covered my nose with my hand.
“I know we are enemies but can you plea-se help me… plea-se Rhodie”,She begs while I heard her stomach rumble.
“It’s coming…. it’s coming”, her face turned red.
“What’s coming?”, I asked trying to hold up.
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“Oh. … I’m going to mess up again”, and with that she did. Tears stream down her cheeks and for the first time I felt really pity for her but that doesn’t mean I’m giving her the meds.. she nee-ds to suffer.
“Come on, let me take you home.”, I helped her as she walked slowly to my home.
Her dress was just ruined with her brown poop and damn, i just took my phone taking pictures of her messy self.
She went into my bathroom.
“Rhodie?”, She called.
“Yes…”.
I started typing on my page while i import pictures of Poppy poop mess and besides thank God I don’t use my real name on social media..
I just posted Poopy little secret while the news was everywhere.
“Can you tell Micheal to hand you my clothes”
“Yea… sure”, I re-ad comments while i walked down the streets to Michael’s room.
I knocked and he smiled at me.
“Sorry to disturb but Poppy said she nee-ds new clothes…”.
“Right… just wait here… I’m coming”, he hastens while he went into his be-droom. His room isn’t bad… it’s beautiful.
I looked around until I starting tou-ching things. . .. till I saw something.. something in the next room. My br@… not just br@… my br@s. All of them are here, then my perfume, ribbons and jewellries plus p@n-ties and my comb..
How long has he been stealing these from me? The moment I turned he was just behind me, looking so furious as ever.
“What are all my things doing here. How come you stole everything?. ”
“It wasn’t my intention but actually it’s your fault”, Micheal said walking around me.
I scoffed, “What do you mean , it’s my fault..”
“You gave everyone attention except me.. so i decided to steal your stuffs… at least, they are the things I could get used to.. I could talk to them”
“You are crazy, I nee-d to get out of here”, I moved out but he quic-kly caught my arm throwing me on the couch ma-king me g@sp.
My phone vibr@tes as Micheal and I dive for the phone. Ew, his f!ngerst©uçhed his hand. I swiped at the screen. Then I heard his voice.
“Hello? Rhodie?”
Thank God for that S-xy man.
“Ian… my RA…”
Micheal snatched the phone away from me and ended the call.
“I do so much for you, Rhodie.. I’ve put so much effort in pushing you up”, he frowned this time.
Really? How did Micheal helped me.He looks down at the screen as his face stills.
“This my time to talk. Who does Ian think to interrupt us. He is your Professor, isn’t he? Is he inlove with you? No, no… what does he have that I don’t… tell me Rhodie.”
Micheal was just p@rt of the basketball club and honestly i didn’t even know he was checking me out.
“Micheal, there is nothing going on between the professor and i? I’m his TA And nothing more”
Micheal face registers a relief. At least that prove that he believes me.
“I’m so happy to hear you say that?”, he finally said,”I can’t trust Ian . I see how he looks at you but don’t worry, I will protect you. If he comes near you, I will kill you”
As if he could, just look at his skinny b©dy.
” You really don’t want to do that, Micheal ”
“I will.. I will do anything for you to make sure you love me”
Here goes the supervillian mood again.
“It’s honestly pathetic how are you obsessed with me. You’ve really crossed the line this time and I never nee-ded your help so plea-se just get out of the way so i can go home”
“No, you can’t leave like this!!”, he reaches out to gr-ab my arm. Nuh…uh.
I snatched my arm away as he reached for my arm and gr@bb£d him by his greasy oily hair and smashed his face against the wall.
“Ow!!”, he looked so looked so shocked.
“But… but i love you Rhodie. “, I nee-d to kill him .. I nee-d something to make me pay. I gr@bb£d the perfume bottle off the nightstand. Take aim and spray directly into his eyes.
He took a few steps while the tears streams down his face. I tr!pp£dma-king his as-s hit the floor, “The next time you haras-s me like this again. I’m going to kill you and i swear it”,ad with that I went out of the door.
Before I could react home, I saw Poppy ma-king her way out of the house. I just re-moved my clothes, taking a cold shower.
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The next morning, I sipped the coffee and nearly sipped it out.
“What’s the ungodly voice”, Zola asked.
“It’s a video of me. Hog calling on my parents farm. Zola, She s£nt this to everyone. After helping her last night with her poop”
“What is the hog calling? “, her eyes wi-dens.
Ughhhhhh.
I’m not surprised at all, that this will make the front page on the T’s. But do they have to include the link. I hesistate and cli-ck on it. There were hundreds of comments more than yesterday.
“No, no, no… I left you for literally five seconds”
Zola appeared to me with two smoothies in her hand. She sets down snatching the phone from me.
“Hey my phone”.
“No, my phone..i told you messing.up with Poppy will be a bad idea. And what did i say when i have this genius idea to take you to shopping.”
“That we are gonna ignore my haters and st©p watching this embarras-sing video”
“So the phone is mine and that’s your punishment”
“Okay i see your point but i won’t mess up with our d@t£”
I scoots closer, nudging her arm with mine and she laughs.
“Rhodie, Rhodie, you think you are pretty smooth, don’t you?”, She smiled.
“Smooth enough to get my phone back”
I tried to gr-ab my phone but she was fas-ter. Damn it, why are all New Yorkers eight feet tall.
“And yet not smooth enough,” She smiled.
She stride away and I following with a sigh tasting the awful smoothie. It was unnecessary green.
We entered the botique and I looked. Wow, this is so beautiful.
“I know you are stressing over this but its gonna be fine and everyone will may be not forget but they will get over it soon”
“But you don’t know that Zo. I get what you saying but i still want to hurt Poppy than anyone in my life”
“Wow, scary energy coming from you, right now. A kind of Poppy energy when she is angry.”
“I’m nothing like Poppy…”
“I know you are nothing like her. You are trying to beat her and not be like her. You are Rhodie “bad bitvh” Hudges and one little setback this time, isn’t gonna keep you down for long. ”
“Yes… right. That’s me”
“So can plea-se focus on why we are here?”, She said in a serious tone.
“How ban-ging will I looking that dress… oh my God, hold the smoothie”, I laughed as she she dashes over the tuxedo mini dress. She hold it up to her b©dy, posing and pouting.
“So?”
“So I think you have to get it. That dress is surely made for you”
Suddenly my phone peep, “Is that mine”
“Yeah, I’m only giving it back to you because it’s from Professor gorgeous eyes”
I re-ad the message… so it’s about the gala. A night full of old stuffy men I’m suits. Nerds who probably haven’t heard of Tiktok.
“What did it say?”
“Professor Kingsley is winning an award this weekend at this super fancy gala thing. ”
“Oh i see what you are saying.”
“Well he said none of his family will be there and I want to be there for him. Zola, I think i nee-d a dress”
“I thought you would never ask”, She c@m£ out of the dressing room with just p@n-ties and br@.
We look around shop for more clothes. Infact I just didn’t know what i want.
In the evening I arrived at the gala looking so beautiful as usual. I sli-pped inside the golden doors. The first thing i saw was Ian infront of everyone looking so damn fine with an award alre-ady in his hands.
I sli-pped to the high table at the back to watch him closely. Everyone turned staring at me which ruined the plan.
Ian stared at me pausing his speech.
“Thank you everyone… I’m truly honoured to accept this award.”, he finished his s£ntence.
The room breaks into applause as Ian walked in the sp©tlight. His eyes never leave mine.
“I must say, that was some speech..”
“What are you doing here, Rhodie?”
“I was in the neighbourhood, alre-ady wearing and I figured, i could st©p by..”
His eyes raked my b©dy…
“I told you not to come here.Why are you here?”
“What do you think, Professor?”
He looked at me for a long moment,which means, he is thinking ha-rd about something.
“Call me Ian, just for tonight. Let’s just not be professional..”
“Okay… Ian ”
“Thanks for coming… actually it’s means a lot to me…come with me… I want to introduce you to some colleagues of mine”
He lead the way putting his hand on my small back.
“Ah, Steven. I thought I might find you somewhere near the f!nger foods”.
“Ian, you know me too well, just don’t tell my wife about this..”
A woman comes from nowhere, lifts the plates out of her hand, and dumps it directly into he trash.
“Too late.. and you know what the doctor said about this greasy food”
“Marigold dear, those sausages cost 50 thousand dollars”
Excuse me, What? For meat shove in tube..? Rich people are straight up wild.
Marigolds pinched Steven’s cheek and laugh.
“And your health is more than over prized sausage in the world..’
“Ian, you remember my beautiful wife, Marigold”, he introduced.
“How could I forget…”, he smiles.
“It’s been too long. Though I as-sumed I would have heard at least a little gossip about this stunning woman beside in your life”, Marigold eyes were on me the whole time as she speak.
“I must say, I was wondering the sake thing… I don’t recall ever seeing you at one of these events with a woman on your arm”, Steve confirmed.
“Well… it’s something of a new development..”, Ian said.
Excuse me? Really Ian?
“Yes… we are working our relationsh!pout…” , I said softly entwining our f!ngers.
“My, my… it’s nice to meet you.. I promise Steven a dance. I will catch up with you guys later ”
Marigolds yanks him throu-gh the centre of the hall, as they swayed together in a slow dance..
“I like your friends”
“Yes… they are nice..”, he said as i looked around at the guests… it’s so amazing they were all Anthropologists.
I opened my palm and he took it as we moved to the dance floor moving to the slow music.. and it’s feels like it was just us and nob©dy else.
Our eyes were locked and I couldn’t see anything… he pu-ll-ed me close while i g@sped. I could feel his semi ha-rd erection. God I missed him so much.
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“Let’s get out of here… “, he whispered ma-king my breathe hitches.
“Yea..let’s go”, I confirmed as we got out unnoticed. We entwined our hands together as we ran past the mosuem and we ran into the rain. I scream joyfully as we went to the train station… .
We were both we-t. I breathe harsly staring at Ian. I wanted him to … he ru-bbe-d my cheek gently.
“plea-se k!ssme “, I didn’t have to say twice. He pu-ll-ed me close taking myl-ips. I wra-pped my arms around him k!ss!ngso de-eply.
“It’s raining”, I heard some of the guests and we pu-ll-ed away.
“I have to … go”, I whispered pu-lling away.
“Stay Rhodie”, he begged.
“I can’t.. “, I k!$$£d his cheeks and st©pped the cab as it drove off.
. The next morning was epic. I just kept talking about the gala and nothing else.
Checking the time, I realised, I nee-d to see professor, Ian.
“Hope you won’t mind me leaving you here all alone “, I asked and we smiles.
“Just go alre-ady…”
Opening Professor Kingsley’ s office, his eyes lit as he stood up from his seat.
“Rhodie, thank God, you are here? I really wanted to talk to you”
“What is it?”, I asked having my seat.
He re-moved his glas-ses sitting at the edge of the desk, “I can’t do this anymore”
“What do you mean?”, I said softly. My heart pounding in my che-st as if i knew what was coming next.
“I have worked so ha-rd for this… yo be at this level and d@t!ngyou will just make me lose everything and I’m not re-ady to lose my career, Rhodie.. I’m sorry for bringing your hopes up but plea-se just move on.”
Ouch… that’s hurts… after everything is that how he breaks my heart … this is the second time, he is doing this but you if he thinks I’m going to become a crying mess then he is wrong.
I laughed so loud as he stared at me, looking so confused, “You see, Ian. I’m glad you’ve finally c@m£ to s-en-ses . What were you expecting? For me to cry or to beg you… no I’m not that girl… it’s good we’ve ended this cra-p because I’m done using for my crown… You are not of use to me anymore since i got what i want so Mr lover man, choose your career and I choose my crown”
He looked so shocked staring at me, “wait, you mean you just used me to get the throne”
“Of course I did. Do you think I have feelings for you?”, I laughed, “the words, the k!sses and the S-x are tricks to get my crown. You are not my type and had never been. I told you, two can pl@ya game but we have only one winner… so if you excuse me, I will take my leave now. I guess you made it simple for me, we are over Ian”
He moved close to t©uçh me but i pu-ll-ed away, “Don’t t©uçh me…”, I snapped getting out of his office with my eyes blinded by tears.
What’s the use if being queen when the person I’m fighting for chooses his career over me.
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TO be continued