Stone Cold

Harvard

"Today class, we will be studying a famous mythical creature do your choice, and creating a presentation on who you chose for homework. The best presentation wins a gift voucher worth 30 dollars to go to the movies." My class perked up at that...

Suddenly my phone started playing Help by the Beatles. Instantaneously I picked my iPhone up.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Miss Rizzoli, I need you to do me a favour." Mrs Davenport the principle asked,

"What can I do for you ma'am?"

"Well, recently we procured a new teacher of Physics, but we have a few problems, 1 Mr Ixia is blind, 2 Mr Ixia has had no time to procure a housing arrangement all the hotels are fully booked for a year and 3 we need someone to pick him up as all the teachers are ill or doing exams with students, I'm very busy with the students who trashed their Frat house."

"So ma'am what do you want me to do?"

"I need you to drive to get him, to let him stay in your house, and to look after him for this year?" Mrs Davenport asked,

"And what do I get in return?"

"20% increase in pay for the year, my parking space permanently and more funding for your department."

"Fine ill do it." I agreed,

"Good, I've got a supply teacher waiting outside and pick him up at the usual airport."

"Fine, can I take the day off to show him around?"

"Yes you may, also I'm sending you his picture in a sec."

"Okay." I sighed, then dropped the call and looked up at my curious students.

"I'm afraid something has orison, I have to go to the airport to pick up a new physics teacher called Professor Ixia. I want you guys to start your projects and submit the finished articles must be posted in four weeks. No exceptions, also if you need help or advice FaceTime me or email/message me." I told my students as I raced up the steps towards the exit.

Just as I passed the substitute for the lesson I shouted, "Their work is on my desk Audrey!"

I sprinted out of my lecture building, wearing my black work skirt, my white blouse and silver waistcoat, with my black blazer, black 50s shades and my 3inch black heels.

I sprinted straight to my car, which was a white convertible Ferrari California and unlocked it, as I sat in the drivers seat in I took my heels off and put my black driving pumps on.

Right on time my phone bleeped as I unlocked it I saw the most handsome human man if ever seen, ever in my 9900 years of life.

The man was tall 6ft7, extremely well muscled(with an Eight Pack!), had shirt but shaggy dark brown hair and dark sunglasses.

Suddenly my phone blared out 'Bad to the bone'.

"Hello?"

"Is that Doctor Medusa Rizzoli?" A husky deep sexy voice with a thick Texan accent asked,

"Yes this is she, who's speaking?" I asked,

"This is Professor Harlan Ixia."

"Oh, well I'm just on my way as we speak." I sighed as I strapped myself in.

"Can I just ask, what kind of car do you drive?" Alec asked unexpectedly,

"Well, I drive a white convertible Ferrari California." I muttered, quite a lot of men said that I have their dream car, but Javier was mine, and mine only, and yes I named my Ferrari Javier.

"Okay... how long do you think you'll be as I'm just coming out of customs?"

"Ten minuets minimum, 30 if there is really bad traffic."

"One last thing, Harlan, how did you get hold of my number?"

"Principle Davenport gave it to me incase of emergencies."

"Okay, see ya." I told him,

"By-" and with that Harlan cut the conversion.

And with that I put my seatbelt on and turned the engine on and drove towards the local airport.