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Thread: English 2352 {DearestDarling & Dane Stalling}

This girl , Luke thought. She belongs in the 4000 classes... and as far away from me as possible because those legs... He cleared his throat. Look, Miss Clarke, let me apologize for my very unprofessional attitude. I don't usually react to students that way. Students don't usually insult me in front of my class, or to my face, if you catch my meaning. She had full lips, and when he spoke, she seemed to listen carefully. She didn't miss a syllable. Here's where you're right. Lolita would be a fantastic book to teach some of the techniques and themes from Snows. It may even be better in some ways. There are some things you're forgetting, though, about the nature of a college education. A class cannot be geared to further instruct students who already have a solid grasp of the course material. The class teaches that material to students who don't know it. I'm teaching to the center of the bell curve. You're out on the right of that curve and Jack, poor musclehead, is on the left of it. So here's how I see it. You either drop this course and I'll recommend you for one of Dr. Helen Cloward's senior level modern lit classes, or we can make a deal. Here's how it goes. You do all the coursework. All the coursework in the syllabus as well as a book of your choosing that I will approve. I'll clear 45 minutes per week after this class to discuss your own reading and work if you need it. You will also refer to me as 'Mr. Campbell' or 'Professor' while class is in session, and if you have comments to make on the syllabus material, make sure it is constructive, on point, and respectful. Look, you're a terribly bright student, Rosalie, and it's every professor's wet... Luke's mouth went dry suddenly, Excuse me, You're every professor's dream student- bright, engaged, willing to think for yourself. You can make a classroom sing if you engage. Even as a student, you can bring Jack's grade from a likely D to a C just by making a class discussion something he wants to listen to. He didn't say that three of the board members' children were in this class and they would hit the ceiling if he assigned passages from Lolita or Tropic of Cancer or The Graduate . He had had the conversation. It had not gone well. What's it going to be, Rosalie?
Thread: English 2352 {DearestDarling & Dane Stalling}

What's it going to be, Rosalie? Rosalie pursed her lips, visibly sizing up her instructor as he pathetically defended his teaching technique. Teach to the dumbest kid, the one that was lucky to have graduated high school and wouldn't even be here if not for a sports scholarship, than someone like her, who actually gave a damn about her education. She had heard it before, too many times, but she folded her arms beneath her breasts, her hip just barely cocked out, as she sat through the familiar sermon again. I tried to get into Dr. Cloward's classes, but she's completely full for the semester. This was the only class that would fit my graduation plan that was available. Her voice was cool as a winter breeze, and the message was clear. This class was second-tier to her. So let me get this straight. You'd like me to complete the work you've laid out for this class, all of the assignments that everyone else will do, and coursework that would be more suited for a college-level English class? Where will it say on my transcript that I'm doing twice the work for the same grade? She laughed humorlessly, a soft, musical sound, and shook her head. I'm sorry, Luke, but that doesn't make any sense. As much as I'd like a course that properly challenges me, it's insulting to think that someone like Jack could potentially make the same grade as me. Was it because he was so young that he seemed to have no idea what he was doing as an educator? He looked to be maybe thirty-five or so, whereas most of her other professors were at least fifty, white-haired, and had been tested by students like Rosalie many times before, so that they seemed to know just how to handle her. There was something about the way Luke Campbell talked that made her think that if she only pushed hard enough... She could get her way. Just then, her phone buzzed in her pocket, and with a soft excuse me she pulled it out so that she could see who had texted her. Jessica. Band practice, she had nearly forgotten. I'm sorry, but I don't have time to stand around and try to figure out your lesson plans for you right now. Maybe we could talk about it later, to give you time to think about what I've said? I'm sure that we could come up with something that'll work. By 'we', she evidently meant herself. She slipped her notepad and pen into the beaten-up backpack, zipped it securely, then slung it over a bare, alabaster shoulder. See you Wednesday. With a smirky smile, she wriggled her dainty fingers in a small wave, her hips swaying slightly as she strode away, and out the door.
Thread: English 2352 {DearestDarling & Dane Stalling}

Luke closed his mouth. The beer had buffered most of his surprise, but it made it hard to think. I'm not following you, he said, I just... was in the neighborhood and the name of the place caught my eye. She wasn't buying it. Shit. He had only noticed it because he saw it on her Facebook profile. I wasn't looking for you, I just needed a break from... Luke stopped, took a big pull from his bottle. It was the damn toilet paper. She had lips that looked like they tasted like candy. All of her was like that. Good enough to eat, to squeeze, to push up backwards against a wall... not good enough to get fired for. Probably. It was the capers too. Do you know what the hell capers are for? Don't answer that. You liked this place on Facebook. It was out of his mouth before he could stop himself. I mean, I was just... getting familiar with my students. This was no better. He sighed. My wife is pissed. I had a rough class. Actually, you. You're a difficult student. Abrasive. Brilliant. Abrasive. My life is under a magnifying glass with the administration and a microscope at home, and then you come along and you're like an electron microscope and so yeah, I checked you out of Facebook. You kind of stand out. He pulled his tie all the way off and ran his hands through his hair. You play a hell of a set. I can't say I've ever been moved by Dazed quite like that. It was very, how do I say this? Uninhibited. He looked around. Everyone in the place was ten years younger than he was, at least. It had been a long time since he'd been around a scene. Any scene. So, do you take requests? Because I wonder what you could do with The Police.
Thread: English 2352 {DearestDarling & Dane Stalling}

Hell is a state of mind, Rosalie said, flipping her little pink sugar packet. Sartre would have disagreed. And Shakespeare said 'Hell is empty and all the devils are here.' Luke smiled held his hands out. Take a look around, is that so hard to believe? She smacked the sugar down in front of him and he laughed. The speech was precious. Nobody but an idealistic college girl could have given it so sincerely. She really believed it. And whatever had happened to make her into the difficult star she was hadn't made her cynical enough to know that it didn't always happen that way. Even so, if she was a little off the scale on the eat, drink, and be merry side of things, wasn't he just a step up from an ascetic monk? Maybe it would be good for him, healthy, to relax a little. Go with the flow. He picked up the sugar packet and dropped the whole thing in his coffee and watched the pink paper soak with the black coffee. Do you suppose these little packets are waterproof? She didn't answer though. Tell me the truth. Do you want me out of your class? was what she said instead. The question was a minefield. He plowed right through it. I'd love to have you in my class. I told you- you're every professor's dream student. If you take it easy on the public criticism. And if she didn't make it so damn hard to look anywhere else in the classroom. Everyone else seemed grey, dull, slow. The band sounded like most young bands. History, drama, the struggle to get noticed over all the crap out there. I was in a band for three weeks, Luke said, in high school. I played keyboards badly, but I remember the hope we felt, the possibility that we might do something great. He took a sip of the coffee and the soggy pink packet bumped up against his lip. I still feel the ghost of that feeling sometimes when I think of it, playing my second-hand DX-7 in the garage with the guys. There were moments, only a few, because we were all awful, but there were moments when everything would click. You couldn't make a mistake, the groove was there and the sound system wasn't crackling and then the song would end and we'd all stand there and stare at each other, breathing hard and wondering what had just happened. He pulled the sugar out of his coffee, let it drip a little, then dropped it back in. He hadn't felt like that in a long time. You, though, are brilliant on stage. I know you have to do the covers, but honestly, they're not better than your own songs. They're musically interesting and lyrically complex. I'd love to see the liner notes from your album just to spend some time with them. She stretched and every curve she had made an appearance. He shifted in his seat, and in his pants. I'm going to go home now, he said, and put a ten on the table. He reached out and grabbed his tie right at the knot at her throat and pulled her face towards his. He touched his tongue to her upper lip, tasted strawberry, and let her go. Come to my class. Bring your lyrics, he said, and then just before he walked away, and for fuck's sake, be good.
Thread: English 2352 {DearestDarling & Dane Stalling}

It had been intended as a squirmy tease- harmless and a little thrilling. Clearly, Luke had made a big miscalculation. Rosalie fired off pretty much every irrelevant question in the book. She wasn't just off the topic, she was out of the classroom, off the campus, and sprinting for the next state line. Startlingly off-topic, Rosalie, but if you're uncomfortable about the legality of using these images in a classroom, the law states that photographs that are used in an educational environment in a way that does not impair the use of the image by the copyright holder fall under the fair-use clause. Let's not chase rabbits when there are elephants in the room. If you have a comment relevant to the discussion of point of view, then let's hear it. Otherwise, I think you should allow other students to engage. The class had gotten uncomfortably quiet. After a minute, Luke gave up, opened the textbook and proceeded to bore everyone, including himself, thoroughly. ---- Josh Harmon already had a chessboard out at the library and was setting up pieces when Luke came in. They were in their usual spot, a small table next to the inner balcony railing. There was good light and they didn't disturb any of the students sweating over their next exams in the cubicles. He polished his heavy-rimmed glasses as Luke climbed the stairs. He seemed tired. Black or white? Josh said. Black. Uh oh, Josh muttered, and turned the board around. Luke sat, leaning back in his chair and dropped his bag on the floor. Have you ever had a joke go completely wrong? Like you did a prank and it blew up in your face? Josh didn't look up. Yep, he said, and straightened his queen. I jumped out from behind a closet door on Chrissy once. It startled her so much she threw up on me. And then she got angry. Good thing she didn't have a knife in reach. Man, I stepped in it today, and I guess I knew she might be a little miffed, but she went ballistic. Wide eyed spit flying shitstorm. Well, Isobel's a pretty expressive woman. Luke covered his face. It wasn't Isobel. Holy Shit. Is it even possible to make a woman that's not your wife that angry? Unless... Josh picked up his queen and turned it over in his fingers. Luke, if you're boning a student, I don't want to know about it. I'm not, Luke said miserably, I haven't. Because you know I'd have to take that one up the ladder. You'd do it for me too, man. It's not worth it. Luke sighed. What made her throw up? I mean, Chrissy, when you scared her. She got attacked when she was in college. Guy got into her room, hid behind a door, jumped out when she came in. Raped her and got a reprimand from the dean, but they never prosecuted. Fucker's still out there somewhere so when I jumped out, I was the perfect image of her worst memory- I was a threat. Josh shrugged. Thing is, I knew about it. She had told me the whole story before and I forgot about it. She seems so healthy and solid all the time it's easy to forget what she's getting over. Josh made a conservative first move. Shit, Luke said under his breath. Shit. Josh looked at the board. What? That's a classic opening. She's here.
Thread: English 2352 {DearestDarling & Dane Stalling}

Luke braced himself for a blast, but Rosalie was oddly, scarily polite and cheerful. She had changed her shirt, and Jim Morrison's face seemed to be judging him. The slashes in the shirt showed teases of the perfect skin of her hip, her collarbone. He caught a whiff of strawberry and something else he couldn't place off the top of his head. Something wild. She wasn't a tame girl by any stretch of the imagination, and her sheer unpredictability was at once terrifying and tremendously appealing. He found himself thinking that Josh might be wrong. She might be worth it. She might be worth losing everything for. He shut that thought down though, almost as soon as he had it. That wasn't even a remote possibility. He had screwed up completely and she probably hated him now. Whatever button he had pushed had set off a nuclear reaction and all that was left was ash and radioactivity. ---- Luke remembered his first breakup. He had gone out with Laurie for six weeks and then something he hadn't understood happened. She told him about another guy giving her flowers and he had thought it was cute. He hadn't acted offended because she had assured him that she loved him. He was the one for her. But when he didn't get jealous she spent three hours after a chilly coffee shop date in the front of his car yelling at him about how insensitive and uncaring he was. ---- Josh shook Rosalie's hand, looked at Luke, then back at her. She had her hand on his shoulder like she owned him. Luke folded the tie carefully and set it on the edge of the table. I left it at a bar and Rosalie... he started, and changed directions. Rosalie finds my class somewhat... unstimulating, he said. Josh laughed. I'd find your class unstimulating. All those popular references and cross-genre pollution. I should get you on my couch one of these days. Yeah, well, Luke said, Psych profs aren't exactly my target audience. Neither is Rosalie. Well, have a seat, Rosalie. Tell us how you'd make Luke's class more interesting. Josh ignored Luke's shocked face. Luke knocked over his king by accident, then knocked over a bishop trying to set up the king. A knight fell on the floor, bounced under the balcony railing and fell on top of the check out counter. Hey, one of the librarians called, Take it easy up there. That's supposed to be a civilized game.
Thread: English 2352 {DearestDarling & Dane Stalling}

Her professor's face was positively priceless. He looked horrified to see her there good. Did he know that she had overheard him? How sad he had sounded that nothing was going on between them? She wanted to laugh, but she grinned instead, squeezing his shoulder once more before pulling up a chair between them, directly facing the chess game. Likely he wanted her to go, but it would be rude to deny an invitation to stay. How would I teach the class differently? She crossed her bare legs, sitting back in the ugly armchair like a queen lounging on her throne. For starters, I'd leave the high school review to remedial classes, meant for that purpose. It's a little insulting to assume that we've made it this far without knowing what basic literary devices like 'point of view' are. And then to resort to PowerPoint... Move your knight to F6. She was addressing Luke now, patting his leg gently, in a much too familiar manner, as though those kinds of simple touches were common between them. Go on, do it. You play chess? Josh asked, and Rosalie just shrugged. Not really. I just want to see what happens. She smiled, her nails digging into Luke's slacks, just above his knee. Not enough to hurt. She released him, smoothing down the edge of her skirt as she readjusted in her seat. Anyway. I guess what frustrates me the most is seeing professors phone it in, especially when I know that they're capable of so much more. I expected a college English course to be more... engaging. Challenging. Not censored and restricted to appease his higher-ups... So he left his tie at the bar, huh? I can't believe Isobel went to a bar with you, let alone left your tie there. He wanted to hear more about that, why this Rosalie was supposedly so 'ballistic' when she seemed perfectly cordial now. It didn't take a Psych professor to pick up on the extremely strange dynamic there. She wasn't there, Rosalie answered for him, twisting a lock of hair around her finger. There was a lull in the conversation, and Rosalie seemed to feed off of the tension. I think he just needed to let off steam, didn't you, Luke? Something about capers? Her eyes fell back on the chessboard. You can't really play without both knights, can you? I could go get it for you, it would be no trouble at all. She stood, stretching slightly, so that her taut belly peeked out from the bottom of her slashed shirt. Completely intentional, of course. I'll be right back. Josh watched as she walked away, his eyes drawn to her glossy hair, her long legs, and as soon as she was out of eyesight, he turned back to Luke. Luke... I tell you this, because you're my friend. She's the singular most dangerous creature I've ever met. Whatever is going on-- you need to get out of it. Drop her. Do it today.
Thread: English 2352 {DearestDarling & Dane Stalling}

I thought I had dropped her, Luke said, I thought so last night when I left the bar, that it was over. Then she was at the coffee shop and when I left I thought it was over. Wait, you had coffee with her? Luke had left out the detail about telling her where he'd be. That he had invited her. That he had in no way thought it was over after the coffee shop. I had to give Isobel time to go to sleep and I needed to clear my head. The bar was noisy and I'd had a few. What are you, a fucking frat boy? Way to deal with relationship issues, Luke. Hit a bar, hit on a student, that student, Josh shook his head incredulously, And then you discuss a marital issue with her? Capers? If I didn't know you, I'd think you were sabotaging your life. Luke made a move and Josh took his pawn. Isobel is pissed off at me about toilet paper and garnish. Rosalie is pissed off at me about my teaching. At least that could be considered constructive. Shut up, Josh said, Don't defend her. It doesn't matter that she understands you better, she's younger, more vibrant, hot as hell. Because hell is where these things end, Luke. You'll lose Isobel and then emo teacher's pet realizes she can't be expected to spend her best years with an authority figure, a representative of the establishment. It blows up and you get nothing. Except pissed off friends who warned you and then had to fucking pick up the pieces. Luke didn't have a knight to move and he was lying to his best friend. What could make him do that? Mephistopheles, he said. What? Josh said, irritated. She's coming back. Luke had watched Rosalie walk down the stairs, the skirt emphasizing the swing of her hips. Every step bounced her breasts just a little. His fingers itched to touch her skin. He could still feel her fingernails raking his thigh. Josh was right, and he found that somehow it just didn't matter. She caught his eye as she came back up the stairs. She knew he was watching her, and every move she made was both a tease and revenge. He loved it.
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