Michael Pov

I sent her a quick text message, just to say hi. She still hasn't replied probably because she was hanging out with her friends. I exhaled deeply as I looked over and saw Stephanie still sleeping. I gently tapped her on her shoulder and she woke up, looking lost like a lamb. "Cmon Steph, let's get you to bed." She said okay as I walked her upstairs.

When we were in her room, she kicked off her shoes. I turned my back when she started to strip and change into her clothing. "Michaellll." She whined.

I knew her heart. She always wants to have sex but I don't believe in pre marital sex. Plus, I'm too shy to do any thing in that matter. That's why I think it's best for us to sleep in different rooms. She's not really fond of it but she doesn't understand.

She came behind me and wrapped her arms around my torso. I gulped nervously as I shot her a smile and slipped out her grip. "Uh, well, goodnight Stephanie." She looked at me with a mean face."Your not going to stay with me?" She whispered. I shook my head. "I have to grade some papers, goodnight Steph."She huffed as she plopped on the bed. "Goodnight Michael." She gritted.

I shut the door quietly behind me. I rubbed my face before disappearing into my office. I wasn't lying, I did have papers I needed to grade. I have like 5 classes a day and 30 students in each. It was so stressful. I had to check back and forth with the answer key to make sure I didn't make any mistakes. I smiled when I picked up the next paper.

Anastasia Mendoza

Ah yes, Anastasia. Anastasia Mendoza scored a 97% on her test. She is so smart and so beautiful. I don't know how to explain my feelings about her. When I look at her, I feel happy around her, so serene. But I feel guilty. I have a girlfriend upstairs and I feel this way about someone else.

Anastasia Pov

I waited until everyone fell into a slumber during the movie. I texted Michael back and our conversation has been going back and forth. Michael was actually funny, he's not as serious as he is in class when we're talking. I have him my phone number and I'm awaiting his call.

"Anastasia Mendoza, isn't it past your bed time?" Michael teased.

"Ha! Isn't it past your bed time Mr. Jackson?" I smiled tapping my fingers.

"Well little missy, I've been grading papers for like the past two hours."

My eyebrow raised in curiosity. "Can you tell me what I scored?" I asked.

"Nah maybe next time."

I chuckled loudly and I covered my mouth to avoid waking anybody up. I rolled my eyes looking at my phone.

"Michael, stop being such an asshole and tell me my score!" I semi yelled.

"Anastasia, when did you have such a potty mouth, do I need to wash your mouth with soap?"

I laughed silently into the phone because that's what my father used to tell me when I was younger.

"Mr. Jackson, your the reason for my potty mouth and you do not need to wash my mouth out with soap."

I heard him laughing on the other side of the line and that brought a warm smile to my lips. I got up from my seat and walked out the room, towards the kitchen. I grabbed another bowl of ice cream while still on the phone.

"Ana, what are you doing?" Michael asked. I shut the freezer than grabbed a spoon. "I'm eating some ice cream." I said while shrugging my shoulders. I heard him suck his teeth on the other side of the line.

"Why do you like to eat junk food so much?" He asked. I scoffed while rolling my eyes.

"Man, junk food is the best, you and your healthy crap are boring."

My phone was quickly snatched from behind me, I turned around the see Mig holding my phone while waving it around. He looked at the phone before pressing it to his ears.

"Hello! Who is this?" I snatched my phone from his grip before Michael can answer.

"Hold on." I said into the phone. "Ana, it's fine, I'll talk to you later okay." I sighed and said okay before he hung up the phone. I wanted to continue talking but Mig interrupted it. I turned to Mig and rolled my eyes.

"What the hell are you doing up?!" I hissed. He looked at me and smirked while eating the ice cream from my spoon.

"I could ask you the same question." He simply said grabbing another bowl.

I scoffed at him as he shot me a small smile. I walked over to him and grabbed his cheeks. "How could I stay mad at that face?" I mimicked in a baby voice. He waved me off as we continued eating.

"So was that your boyfriend?" I nearly choked on the ice cream that was already in my mouth. Mig came over and patted my back as he began laughing.

"So is he?" He asked. I didn't answer. "No." I murmured. Mig shook his head and kept eating. "He's lucky, he would have had to gone through me first." He said while flexing his arms. I laughed because he didn't have any muscles.

Michael Pov

I was finally done with grading all these damn papers. I'm glad that it is now lifted off my shoulders. Unfortunately, me and Ana had to cut our conversation short due to someone taking her phone.

"Is that her boyfriend?" I asked in my mind. "I'll ask her Monday."

"Ask who what?"

My heart nearly jumped out of my chest when I saw Stephanie in my office. She had her right eyebrow raised and I quickly smiled, trying to hide my nervousness.

"Baby, what were you going to ask someone?" I shook my head. "Kaitlyn Ontario failed the test. I'm going to ask her if she will consider tutoring."

She nodded and smiled. "You know." She said as she moved her finger over my shoulder. "You look really stressed Michael." She was now straddling me in my chair. My mind was mixed with anger and nervousness.

"Cmon baby, let me make you feel good."