"I can do this." I whispered walking into the classroom. I decided on my blue ripped jeans, red overly large top and blue sneakers, my hair in a high pony. I really was not prepared for this, but why i am i worried? I mean he does not even know i exist. I climbed the stairs up to the back seats and sat down with a weary sigh. The boy next to me was playing a game on his phone while the girl on the left was typing fast and furious on her laptop. I removed mine placing it on the desk. "Morning." I looked up to see Andy. Heavens just sang a melodic tune. Today Professor was wearing a pair of black trousers, a white button up dress shirt with a red tie, his hair gelled back. A small smile spreads across my face knowing i have touched his chest.

"Moral codes are often derived by theologians who interpret holy books, like the Jewish Torah, Christian Bible and Islamic Qur'an. Their conclusions are often accepted as absolute by believers." He said writing the subject name's on the white board. "Quiz." He twirled around making the entire glass groan. "Orally." A amused smile formed on his lips making me raise my brow. Okay?

He climbed the stairs making my eyes grew insanely wide. I leaned back in my chair hiding behind my laptop gazing at my Star Wars wallpaper. Oh please don't ask me. No he won't ask me. "Jenna Hilton." Crap the girl next to me." She rose her hand with a tight line forming on her lips. "Morality." He mumbled. "


She pushed her shoulders out and held out her head. " When many people see the word "morality," their first thought often relates to sexual activity of some type. Many individuals and groups, like us, use much broader definitions."


Good answer Jenna Hilton. But... "You next to her." Andy snapped. I looked up as our eyes locked, he his brow furrowed and there anger appeared. Oh dear, the shirt incident. "So?"

I pulled myself up biting the bottom of my lip. "So what?" I whispered not knowing what he wants. "Sir."

"What's your name?' He asked. Oh god he wants to know my name.

"Victoria James, sir."

"So do you agree?"

I nodded slowly. "Yes."

"You wanna elaborate on it Miss. James?"He asked clipped and hardcore, jeez.

"Uh...Morality can be defined as a system of criteria that determine whether a specific act under defined conditions is right moral, wrong immoral, or neutral no moral implications." I have never in my life talked so fast.

"Consider ethics. A code of ethics is what societies and groups tend to adhere to in order to determine what is right, wrong or proper conduct," He said gazing at me like he is looking into my soul, he turned around and walked back down the stairs leaving me with no air in my lungs. "Ethics puts principles into action and doing the right thing despite what you might have the power, the right or the desire to do." He finished his sentence as he took the last step off the stair. Andy turned back around and there again he looked at me. God stop looking at me, you want me to pee so bad. "Pro's and Con's on both Ethics and Mortality, when you are done, hand it in, if not you get a F."

"Jerk." The girl next to me said, she turned me agreeing with her. "Jenna." She smiled holding out her hand to me. "Victoria right?"

"Yes," I whispered. "But call me Vic." She nodded and return to her work. I don't really know what to do... i pulled out my paper and scanned it through, i already did this, when i was bored... should... like... give it to him? No wait at least ten minutes. You are smart, of course give it ten minutes.

I argue yet again with myself before standing up not waiting ten minutes. I slowly climbed down the stairs bobbing my hand to the beat my mind was traveling which is really fast. I finally reached his desk where he was seated, "Sir." I cleared my throat. He looked up and i swore i just fell into hell got tortured and came back. He is wearing reading glasses, Andrew Biersack is wearing reading glasses. Without saying anything else i slide my paper over to him not smiling but just being... well being creepy.

He picked it up and scanned it roughly. "Miss James. Examine the definition of morality."

"Uh- Uh- Uh...."

"Today Miss. James." He whispered grabbing his red marker.

"Uh..Crap." Did i just say that out loud? Andy had no face expression otherwise. "Morality represents a system of standards based on the individual's character. A person's morality can also entail how attached that person is to generally accepted behavior."

Andy gave a soft chuckle and nodded slowly, He hand me back the paper. "You still owe me a shirt- A."

"Thank you," I whispered noticing the A. "Thank you."

"For ruining my shirt or for me giving you and A?" He asked leaning back in his chair cocking his head to one side.

"For the shirt- crap i mean the paper, sir. Sorry." I shrugged just wishing the earth would suck me in. I closed my eyes hoping this was just a dream.

"You are as red as an apple Miss, James." I peek through my lashes feeling my cheeks heating. "No go away."

"Thank you sir." I turned around walking back up to my seat. I shrugged back into it pressing my cheek on the brown desk with a pout eyeing Jenna.

"He is a dick." She spat out.

"Yeah... no." She laughed softly continuing with her work.

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"You all can go." Professor Biersack said tapping his red marker on his book as he walked around the desk. With the force of light i threw my laptop on the bag joining it was my pen and note book, zipping it up.

"Move, Move, Move." I snapped as the student went down the stairs. "god damn it!"

Finally the herd cleared up in front of me. "James." I hear him call my last name. Stopping in my tracks i twirled around with a small smile. "Come here." I nodded slowly walking up to him in a turtle pace."Today Victoria!"

I paced up to him like a rabbit. "Yes sir?"

"I have looked through your exams, pop quizzes, and all was A's. I am impressed." He whispered licking those, plum, sensual lips. "Really impressed."

"Thank you." I lowered my head shifting on my feet.

"I need an PA, no not laundry doing or whatever, helping me with this class," I can do your laundry... "I will pay you... in credits." In that sentence he did not even look at me, more at my work that was in hands. "Yes?"

"Yes- i mean what?" You should really think, but i can't think around him. "Yes, sir."

"Good girl." He whispered finally looking up to me. "Meet me in my office Tomorrow afternoon, after your English lecture." How do you know i have.... never mind."Be punctual, i hate people who's not on time. Thank you Victoria you may go."

"Right..." I drifted off stepping backwards with my eyes wide. "Right..."

Andy looked up with his brow arched. "Right.." He imitate my tone. "Go..."

"Right..." I turned around marching out of the class room. "Oh....My... God."

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