Professor | Johnny Depp [Complete]

Chapter Two | Talking To Strangers

Ember's POV:

Day two of college wasn't too different from day one. The only difference was the professors and classes. Deep down I wanted to go to my poetry class just so I could see Mr. Depp again, but I knew I couldn't. Showing up in his classroom without having his class would be weird. I didn't wanna scare him off. I was sitting in my art class wondering what Mr. Depp was up to right now. It was almost lunch time, so I figured he'd probably be in his office or something. "Hey, do you mind if I join you? It's just... all the other tables are full... and... you look like someone I can actually have a conversation with." A male voice said. What really caught my attention was the fact that he had a British accent. I looked up to see a tall guy with blond hair that stopped about an inch or so below his ears. His eyes were a bright blue color as well. "Sure." I replied. No one else was sitting with me, so I didn't see why I should tell him no. As he sat his backpack on the table I took in his appearance a little more. He was wearing a burgundy colored t-shirt with black ripped jeans and black combat boots. There was a silver loop ring in one of his nostrils, and he was wearing as much jewelry as I was. "Thanks. My name is Onyx by the way." He said as he sat down and held out his hand for me to shake. "It's nice to meet you. I'm Ember." I replied as we shook hands. "It looks like we both have beautifully unique names." He said with a smile as we let go of each other's hands, and I agreed with him. Our professor interrupted the hushed murmurs that were buzzing in the room. She took roll call and a couple student left, because they were in the wrong class. Then she got started in the usual intro every single teacher goes through. After she assigned us a little first day sketch to do for the remainder of the class, everyone started talking again. "Is this your first year here?" Onyx asked me curiously, which broke the comfortable silence that had settled down around us. "No, it's my third year here. What about you? Is it your first year?" I replied, glancing towards him. "Yeah, it is. I'm nervous as hell, especially since it's a different country." He said with a slight laugh as he ran a hand through his hair. The two of us just talked as we drew in our sketchbooks. I found out that he was from London, and that he and I had similar tastes in music. He seemed pretty cool to he honest. Right now I knew he and I were probably just acquaintances, but I wouldn't mind if we became friends. Once we finished our sketches Mrs. Hanson came around to take a look at them. After she gave us credit we were allowed to leave. As I packed my stuff up, Onyx asked if I wanted to eat lunch with him and I said yes. "Thank god! I have no idea where the cafeteria is." He said as we walked out of the classroom. "It's okay. If you ever need help finding something just ask; I know this place like the back of my hand by now." I replied with a slight laugh, and he smiled slightly. I lead him to the cafeteria where we got in the growing line. "What do you usually get when you eat here?" He asked me curiously. "Usually I get the daily special, but if it isn't something I like then I order something else." I replied shrugging my shoulders slightly. As the line moved forward I was able to see what the special was. It was a hamburger with fries and a drink, so I decided to just get that. Onyx ended up getting the same thing I did. We sat down at one of the gray colored tables that sat in the cafeteria to eat our food. "What's your college major?" Onyx asked me curiously after we ate in silence for a while. "Fine arts. What's yours?" I replied. "Fine and Performing arts." He replied with a small smile on his face. As we continued eating we talked about the many different plays and stuff he has been in. And he asked me if he could see some of my drawings, so I took my personal sketchbook out to show him some of the things I've created. "Wow, you're way more talented than I am. I guess acting is more of my calling." He replied after he finished looking through my sketchbook. "You're a good artist. That drawing you did for art class was amazing!" I said, and he thanked me as he chuckled slightly. As we talked we realized that we had stage craft class together, which was really cool. At least I had someone in another class that I kinda knew. It was nice being able to talk to someone even though I always feel awkward talking to new people. Every one around us were starting to talk and get a little loud, which was getting annoying. Onyx and I agreed to getting out of there and enjoying the nice warm weather outside. He and I went to a gazebo where we sat down on some wooden benches. There was a table there as well where he sat a large Biology book before opening it. I figured he was probably in the process of starting one of his homework assignments, so I didn't wanna bother him. So I just took out my phone and checked my Twitter along with several other social media sites. When I looked up from my phone I spotted a group of students sitting on the lawn not to far from where Onyx and I were sitting. All of them had books in their hands. 'I wonder what class that is.' I wondered inside of my head. A familiar looking person stood up and my heart skipped a beat. Mr. Depp stretched a little and I figured he spotted me, because he was walking towards the gazebo. My heart started beating a little faster. The sunlight was making him glow, because he was wearing a plain white t-shirt. As he got closer and closer I noticed that he was wearing a pair of black dress pants. "Hey, how are you today?" Mr. Depp asked me curiously once he was in earshot. "I'm good. How are you?" I replied with a small smile. I'm pretty sure I was blushing too. His curly hair looked so soft and fluffy; I literally had the urge to play with his graying locks. 'Why do you have to be so attractive!?' I asked inside of my head. "I'm good, tanks. You know... you reading outside yesterday inspired me to integrate nature into my lessons." He said as he ran a hand through his hair. "That's good. I'm glad I was able to inspire you." I replied with a slight laugh, which made him smile. It was the most handsomely beautiful smile I've ever seen. He stood there looking cute and shy for a little while before he spoke up. "Who's this?" Mr. Depp asked me curiously once he noticed Onyx sitting nearby. "That's Onyx. We met in art class today." I said, and Onyx looked up to see why I had mentioned his name. They said hello to each other and talked for a few minutes. "It was nice meeting you, Onyx," Mr. Depp said as he ran a hand through his hair again. "It was nice seeing you again Ember, by the way. I better get back to my students before they realize I'm gone." He said with a cute smile. "It was nice seeing you again too, Mr. Depp." I said with a smile on face too. I sat there and watched him walk back to where his students were sitting. I really wished he and I could have talked longer, but I knew he was busy. Onyx packed up his stuff once he finished his biology homework before we walked to our stage craft class. "Mr. Depp seems nice." Onyx said as he and I walked back into the building. "He is pretty nice. I only met him yesterday though." I replied with a slight laugh. "I did notice the blush on your cheeks though." He said, and I felt my face heat up with embarrassment. My stomach filled with anxiety as well. 'Are my feelings for Mr. Depp that obvious?' I asked inside of my head. It made me feel a little deflated as well. "Well... I... um-" I started, but he cut me off. "It's okay, Ember. He's handsome; I understand why you'd have a crush on him even though he's an older man." He said with an understanding look in his bright blue eyes. There was something in his eyes that made me feel like he was telling the truth. It was nice having someone I could talk to who wasn't judging me for having a crush on someone older than me. The two of us reached the auditorium where they have plays, concerts, meetings, seminars, etc. I was actually really glad we were getting to work on stage rather than in a classroom. Onyx and I found seats next to each other and just waited for the teacher to arrive. The room filled up with a few more students; there weren't many people, which wasn't really surprising. A couple of girls were sitting in the row behind Onyx and I. They were talking about Mr. Depp and how hot he was. I was uncomfortable the entire time especially since they were way more pretty than me. All three of them were wearing perfect makeup and sun dresses. It made me feel insecure about my appearance. I was wearing a pair of black ripped jeans, a Yungblud t-shirt, and a pair of black and white mid top converse. 'There's no way Mr. Depp would see me standing beside of them.' I thought inside of my head. Professor Lewis took roll call before handing out the usual papers every teacher hands out. Then she let us leave for the day. As Onyx and I put our papers in our backpacks I guess he noticed that I wasn't feeling the greatest. The thoughts in my mind just made me feel horrible. "Are you alright?" He asked me curiously as he out his backpack on his shoulders. "No." I replied with a deep sigh. "Is it because of what those girls said? Because if it is, don't worry about it." He said as the two of us walked out of the auditorium. "Why? There's now way he'd see me if I'm standing by them." I said, looking down at the floor as we walked. "Hey, you're way more unique than they are. They're so cookie cutter and basic. You're different and interesting." He said, and I looked up to see him looking at me. "You're so nice, Onyx. I think you're unique and different too." I replied with a smile. "Thanks." He replied with a smile and a slight laugh. The rest of the walk was quiet until we reached the cafeteria. There was a fight going on, and the hallway was blocked off. Yelling and shouting was echoing through the hall; the loud noise was making everyone confused and disoriented. Instead of waiting we just turned around so we could go get to where we were headed. "I'll see you later, Ember. I have to go to my computer class. I hope we get to hangout tomorrow sometime." He said once we got outside and went to the other end of the building. "Okay, have fun in your computer class. Hopefully we'll met up sometime tomorrow." I replied. After we said our goodbyes I walked over to the tree I was sitting underneath yesterday. The only other class I had was creative writing class, which was at four o'clock, so I had some time to kill. I got my book out to read, and I ended up getting through a few chapters before stopping. Around three I went back into the building to grab a snack before my next class. When I reached the cafeteria I was thankful that all the chaos was over with. After grabbing a snack I relaxed in the library and waited until it was time to go to my creative writing class. I read a bit more before I decided I should get moving along. When I reached the classroom I realized that I was the first one there. The lights were off, but sunlight was filtering through the windows. Tables were filled with computers, and I ended up choosing one near the back of the classroom. I usually take a seat closer to the front, but not in computer classes. Having people looking over my shoulder at my computer screen gives me anxiety. It feels like they're invading my personal bubble. I pressed my thoughts to the back of my mind when I heard someone walk into the room. When I looked up to see who it was, my heart skipped a beat. Mr. Depp stepped into the classroom and switched on one set of lights, which were near the doorway. "Hey, I wasn't expecting to have you for two different classes." I said. When he made eye contact with me a huge smile spread across his handsome face. I smiled as well and I felt myself blush. 'I hope he doesn't see my blushing face.' I said inside of me head, but he probably did. At least it was a little darker where I was sitting. "I'm actually glad you're here," He said, running a hand through his hair and biting his bottom lip slightly. 'Ugh! Don't do that!!' I whined inside of my head. He looked so damn hot when he did that. 'Great, Ember. Now you sound like those girls in your stage craft class.' I thought inside of my head. "Really? I thought you couldn't wait to get rid of me in our poetry class." I replied in a joking tone, which made him laugh slightly. "Of course I don't wanna get rid of you, Ember. You seem like a sweet young lady. You probably wanna get rid of me. I'm just some old professor trying to be friends with one of my students." He said with a cute little laugh. My insides melted and my heart broke at the same time. "Hey, don't be so hard on yourself. I don't wanna get rid of you; you're so kind and I'd love to be friends with you no matter what age you are." I said, blushing slightly. He smiled and thanked me adorably as he rubbed the back of his neck. 'Why must you be so perfect?' I groaned inside of my head. A few students came in, and my mood changed when the three girls from my last class came in. "Oh, dear god. Why them?" I heard Mr. Depp mumble under his breath. I had to hold my breath to prevent myself from laughing. The three of them were giggling and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. I understand why they're into Mr. Depp, because I have a crush on him. But at least I didn't let my feeling show so much. I wasn't giggling about having him as my professor. Eventually the class finally started. Deep down I was glad that there weren't many people here. After Mr. Depp took roll call he handed out the usual first day of class papers. Then he assigned us a little writing project. All we had to do was write a little story, and it wouldn't be due until the next class meeting. I started writing once I logged into the computer that was sitting in front of me. The giggling from a few feet away was getting annoying, so I decided to listen to music. Since I was wearing a Yungblud t-shirt I decided to listen to his music. Just relaxing helped me write and I lost all track of time. When a large, warm hand was placed on my shoulder I paused the music. I looked over and my heart skipped a couple of beats. Mr. Depp's had was on my shoulder and he was looking at me with a small smile on his face. A soft look filled his beautiful chocolate brown eyes, which made my insides melt. "I stayed later than everyone else again didn't I?" I asked as I took my ear buds out. "Yeah, you did, but I don't mind. I actually wanted to talk to you for a little while." He said as he pulled out the chair next to me and took a seat. That buttoned white shirt looked so good on him with those black dress pants. "Oh, okay." I replied as I saved my writing to my flash drive. Then I logged out of the computer so my attention was on him instead of anything else. "What did you wanna talk about?" I asked him curiously with slightly furrowed brows. "I just want you to know that those three giggling girls will probably get removed from this class. They're so disruptive and annoying. I hope they didn't bother you too much." He said sweetly. "They weren't an issue after I started listening to music." I replied with a slight laugh, and he smiled slightly. After a while I found myself staring at his lips, and I wondered how it would feel to be kissed by him. "Hey... um... I know this might be overstepping some kind of line, but... I was wondering if you'd like to have lunch with me tomorrow." He said with a soft look in his eyes that made me weak. "Sure. That sounds nice actually." I replied with a shy little laugh, which made him smile. He told me where his office was before we said our goodbyes. I really didn't wanna leave but I knew I had to. In my heart I knew he was just looking for a friend, but I desperately hoped something more could blossom out of it. When I got home I opened my sketchbook and started drawing pictures of Mr. Depp; I just couldn't get him out of my head.

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