Isis was still basking in the aftermath of her shame as she sat at her usual seat in Mr. Greyson’s class. She didn’t want to be here nor did she want to see him. The irrational side of her, though, was anticipating his arrival. Isis drew out her notebook and began shading with her pencil, the chatter of the students fading away as her thoughts drew her in. She thought of the masquerade, every instance playing vividly in her mind as if she were experiencing it at that exact moment. But when it fast forwarded to their moment of flying to close to the sun, Isis withdrew from her thoughts. She didn’t have the constitution to think deeply about it. About how much she wanted it to happen. About how humiliated she felt by being rejected.
Lex ran his hands over his face; he knew kissing her was undoubtedly a horrible idea. Two days had gone by and the image was vividly replaying in his mind. He couldn't concentrate and what was worse was the fact that he didn't want to. The only thing that gave him closure was knowing that ending everything before it could begin was the best thing...for them both. But did it really end?He graded his papers with that thought it mind, it was all
Isis tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She was royally late this morning and forsook grooming her hair, like usual, so it was uncombed and unbound but she hadn't time to worry about that. Earphones plugged in, she sat at a bench on the university grounds while she was getting a head start on one of her assignments.She typed furiously in her notebook. She hated doing last-minute work so she wanted to finish the assignment and get it out of the way.Her concentration was fixed on the s
Mondays were nobody's favorite and Lex was no exception. It always felt tiresome to him after two full days at home, yet the thought of this Monday had him even more fatigued than usual. He moved slower this morning. He ate breakfast leisurely and as for getting dressed he pulled on a plaid shirt which sported varying shades of blue. He would usually give a little more consideration to what he wore but at the moment it wasn't of consequence. He settled himself into his car and sighed heavily as he pulled out of his driveway.Isis took a longer time than usual to get dressed this morning. She wasn't sure why, but she was in a mood to at least try and look femi
Weekends were as close to a safe- haven as possible for Isis, but the past weekend was a blur. She felt guilty for snapping at Mr. Greyson even though her mind kept justifying her reaction. She knew he was being ridiculous but she felt horrible, after all, he was her teacher!Presently. Isis passed her fingers through her disheveled hair and focused on her research. She was at school, making use of the Library. She didn't particularly admire the dull setting but it was better than staying outdoors where she might run into Mr. Greyson. She wasn't quite ready for that. Her next class with him was further down the week and she was adamant to prolong their inevit
Isis withheld the event from Alex, trying in her own way to forget it. It didn't seem fair to Isis, she finally found a guy she was ardently fond of but a relationship was impractical. She spent most of her time with Oliver in an attempt to lessen the impact since she meditated on it when she was alone. She knew that that moment of weakness between her and Mr. Greyson was just that-a moment and that it held no sway over their future, after all, he didn't mention otherwise.Mr. Greyson's mood was constant towards Isis, it wasn't sugary nice but after all, that was not a word that could be used in conjunction with his name. He was still intimidating but n
"Let you in?" She echoed his command and was certain her voice illustrated her complete bewilderment. Mr. Greyson shoved his hands into his pockets and sighed."There are no rooms left so we will have to share one." He enlightened her. Lex was also not thrilled about the idea, it was not what he wanted but it was the only choice they were afforded."You could've let someone else share a room with me." Isis countered.
Isis...IsisHer name, each time came out more insistent, the words beginning as a muffled sound only to rise in tempo, her eyes jutted open, only to cringe at the sunlight entering into the room. Her attention going to the silhouette standing above her bed. She blinked a few times to allow the image to register into her brain, so fatigued was Isis that the fact that Mr. Greyson stood above her bed staring at her didn't faze her. She looked at him, a silent signal for him to say what was on his mind.
Isis opened her eyes after one of the best night's sleep she had in a really long time. She looked around the empty room and eased her eyes shut and sighed. She knew she was unable to fall back asleep and decided to get up. She pulled the covers off of her and stood. She looked down at what she was wearing...Mr. Greyson's shirt! Last night occurrences flooded her mind and she instantly remembered what happened...what she had initiated! She buried her face into her palms, embarrassment being the dominant emotion."Morning." The one person she didn't want to confront spoke.
Lex eyed his watch as if his attention to the time would make it speed up. He was early, he was well aware of it but he needed time to collect his thoughts and prepare himself mentally. He didn't know how this meeting would turn out, after all, the board has proven to be highly unpredictable as a jury many times over."Nervous, son?"Lex's jaw clenched at the all too familiar tone. He took a second to breathe before he turned his attention to the devil that would no doubt attempt to bait hi
Reportedly, the son of a business tycoon, Lex Greyson, has been spotted carrying on an immoral relationship with one of his students. This news is a huge shock to the media. The student in question is only identified as a miss Davenport. It is believed that this alliance was the reason for the prodigal son's split from his fiancé Tatiana.Sources tell us that this young woman is trading sexual favors for grades and when Mr. Greyson's intention to marry another was realized, she quickly used the relationship between this to blackmail the young man.
Tatiana crossed her perfectly shaped legs, her ruby lips curving in a smile while she waited. Her mind bringing the havoc she was about to wreak to life. She couldn't wait to disclose the bit of information she discovered. Her hands patting her designer handbag as if it were her co-conspirer."Ahh, Tatiana, my dear." She rose to greet Mr. Greyson. His arms enclosing her gently. "I have been meaning to get in touch with you, but I was holding off until I had a solution to dealing with my idiotic son."
Lex put on his most charming simile as he greeted Elise, she was the Chair of the English Department."So Mr. Greyson, to what do I owe this pleasure?" She smiled as she gestured him to take a seat."I have something of an important nature to discuss with you." He responded lightly."Do tell." She encouraged.
Isis did a double-take when she heard the last words that spilled out of Lex's mouth. It wasn't what she expected to hear, quite frankly she was uncertain that she did hear them."Did he just..." her words were unable to complete themselves. Oliver looked at her with a smile as he completed her sentence. "He disproved the alliance."Isis knew she should've felt happy, overjoyed even yet she couldn't curb the anger swelling in her veins. Her body began to respond before her brain. She began
It was pitch black, soundless, and motionless. No one else would be here... they couldn't be here. It was just his conscious roaming in the nothingness. It felt odd for a place that seemed not to exist, the darkness an eternal realm devoid of any feeling with the exception of Euphoria. And then, then it shifted, the dark beauty that was immortalized mutated into a sickness. The very clean, fresh air turning thick making it unable to sustain any life form, he began to suffocate. His throat closing to the poison forcing its way down into his lungs.He couldn't breathe. It started off with a slight numbness but it grew and soon he was gasping for ai
Isis sank down after the unpredicted call from Lex. Her heart kept hammering against her chest and her eyes felt heavy. As much as she tried to hold back the force was too great and she unloaded her inner pain to the empty corridors of her house. The sound of her sobs echoing off the walls in a sick mockery.She huddled into a corner in her kitchen, her arms wrapped around herself, knees to chest as she released the pent up emotions that surged inside her. Her tears in no way close to hindering. She was alerted by her doorbell, she hesitantly dragged herself off the floor, dabbed at her eyes, and made her way casually to the door filling her lungs with air as
Isis grumbled as she made her way to the door. It was her day off for God's sake! Why was someone at her house and this early? She was clad in her pajamas, her hair piled atop her head in disarray never mind that it was well past noon. She pulled the door opened aggressively her anger subsiding as she was flanked by the rotating body of Lex. As he turned to face her, Isis' entire bodily functions ceased. Her mind cleared and her body stood rigid, her first instinct was to step back and shut the door but she was momentarily stunned. This was bold, even for him.Lex tried to regulate his breathing. He hadn't expected this particular reaction but he finall
Lex clenched his fists at his side as he watched Isis exit his office. He felt as if his jaw would break under the pressure of his clenched teeth. That was not how he had planned his first meeting with Isis after the incident. He covered his eyes with a hand and sighed in frustration.Tatiana closed the distance and stood behind him, he could feel her presence, it was stifling. He felt as if he was being weighed down, drowning."I am sorry that one of your students walked in, I know you val