~ Rebecca
**********
“Good morning class!”
Jenny looked up at her new engineering professor and
groaned. Great, an old guy with lots of pep!
at 7:30 in the morning was so not what she wanted to face. To be honest, she
wasn’t sure if a young hot teacher with that much enthusiasm at this ungodly
hour would have been any better. Fall was coming early this year and she was
having a hard time convincing her ursine brain that school was something she
needed to care about. To be honest, no part of her really wanted to be here but she was determined to make the honor
roll, not just skim by like she had in high school. This was her first day of
college. No way was she going to miss it just because global warming had her
thinking fondly of her hibernation den.
“Who’s ready to tackle some theoretic engineering this
morning! Can I get a hell yes?”
Jenny’s next groan was joined by several dozen other groans
as the whole class realized what they were in for; a year with an old guy who
was trying to be “down with the young people.” Oh goody!
**********
T'was that time of year again
Where kids were dragged to school again
And parents resumed their lives again
And teachers begin to drink again
And school portaits were taken again
... and again
... and again
Because the photographer
Could not convince them just to smile
Like normal people...
**********
“Dude, I can’t believe I got an “F” on my first paper of the
year.”
Jenny looked surreptitiously over at the person who was
speaking, not sure if that guy was speaking to her specifically or to the world
in general. He was speaking to her, of course. She shrugged.
“It was supposed to have been a literary self-portrait of
how we view ourselves, not a LOL cat picture, dude,” she said, trying to contain her natural sarcasm.
“It was a literal
self-portrait,” the guy said. “That’s actually me in that picture. My parents
snapped it when I was little.”
Jenny looked at him. She looked back at the picture. Then
back at him. She sniffed once, to confirm with her nose that he was even a cat.
Yep, domestic feline shifter, it told her. But her eyes were still
disbelieving. The cat in the picture was a cute, fluffy white Persian kitten.
The guy in front of her was 100% white bread American.
He wasn’t hansom, not by
traditional standards, anyway, but he was compellingly attractive. He had a
sort of pug-like face, which kind of went with the typical smooshy face of a
Pursian cat. He had a California tan and medium brown hair that also showed he
spent a lot of time in the sun. He kept it a tad long and brushed into an emo
style. His gray eyes were heavily lined with kohl and sparkled his intelligence
and orneriness. He had hoop earrings in both of his ears. She wasn’t sure what
to make of him, but she had a feeling that Freshman comp with him was going to
be a unique experience. For her and also for the teacher…
~ the following picture inspired the surfer kitty in that last bit of flash. And before you ask, yes, i has a crush on this actor and have had since I saw him in a P!nk video. I admit it freely. ;)
Last but not least, the P!nk video that made me decide that Jeremy Renner was the hottest thing out there. He's the bad boy sherrif, by the way.
3 comments:
What's wrong with crushes? I just blogged about my string over on Title Magic. It starts with Leonard Nimoy and goes from there. I digs the aliens.
I can't decide which I like better, the flashes or the pics. Butter pecan or fudge ripple? Hell, I like 'em both!
Nope, nothing wrong with crushes at all!
Echoing Pat, loved your flashes and pics. Chocolate malt or banana split, in my case.
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