Chapter 10

She had a ton of friends outside here but everyone here just seemed like nerds and acted like they were better. She was really better off on her own or so she had thought until now.

Selene quickly packed up the small handbag that she had opened not a minute ago as she stood up to try and make it toward the professor. She was going in the opposite direction of the wave so while it was hard enough to move a single step, she was also trying to make it before he left through the other door. There was a door that was close to the podium, strictly reserved for lecturers to enter and exit lecture theaters. She needed to get there as fast as possible before he left.

She knew that she was probably not going to curry any favors from him but she had to try. It was the weekend and she knew that there would be a lot to catch up on.

Selene clutched her bag to herself as she tried to make it through the sea of people that was flowing in the opposite direction of where she needed to be.

Shit! He was leaving, she told herself as she jumped a little bit to see that he was done packing up his stuff.

"Professor!" he called out as soon as she was done navigating through the ebb of people that also had their places to go. "Professor!" she called again. This time she had gone clear of all of them.

He was nearly at the door when she caught up with him.

"Hi, professor." She said as she came to a stop, a little out of breath.

"Hello. What do you want?" he asked her.

"My name is –" she began to say when he raised a hand to parry her breathless words, cutting her short.

"I know who you are Miss Bennett." He said in a solid tone that made her shake. "The original question was, what you want?" he told her in an even firmer tone.

She was taken aback but the man did have a point, she thought as she took a couple of seconds to catch her breath.

"I don't have all day Miss Bennett." He added as he raised his left free hand to check his watch. His other hand was holding his briefcase so firmly like a man with a purpose.

She guessed that he did have one. He probably had another class after this one that he had just concluded.

"I was wondering if you could give me a few lesson notes on what you taught in class today sir." She said as she was able to speak clearly.

"Well, you wondered wrong." He told her as he raised his left hand again to check his time. "Now if you would excuse me, Miss Bennett, I must go now." He said as he disappeared from her sight.

She stood there, shocked but not utterly surprised at what had just happened. What did she expect from him anyway? He hated her. If she had not seen that rejection coming from a mile away, she was deceiving herself because she had.

He did not like her and that was all there was to it. He was not about to give her some sort of special treatment.

She sighed as she turned to go back through the way that she had come. She guessed that there was nothing to be learned this weekend and she was just going to have to focus on her job.

She worked as a waitress in a diner and it was the most that she could do to support herself in some ways.

Merging both of her worlds have always felt like a chore. She felt like her mother did not appreciate how well she did it enough but then again, she was not looking for the pat on the back. Coming from a long line of witches was already stressful enough. She had hundreds of years of legacies to live up to. It was the way she had had to live all her life. Selene felt like she had been strung armed into making the choices that she had made and these little things that she did was the little way that she tried to take control of her life.

It was a lot of pressure that she had never really cared to whine about but it seemed to follow her all the way of her life. So it was safe to say that all she was doing was to get out of her mother's shadow. Her mother was the one that brokered a peace treaty between them and the vampires and it was held over her head ever since she was little. It not something she enjoyed talking about but they ever so seemed to bring it up at the slightest chance. So this crisis, and averting it, even if it was hundreds of times bigger than brokering some peace treaty. Making sure the impending danger was not the end of humanity was sure to make them see her differently. She hated that she was seeing this from a small angle rather than treat it as the impending danger that was headed their way.

All of that did not matter to her right this moment. What she knew was that she was late for her evening shift. The sun blared with no remorse as she tried to make her way to work. She was filling in for one of her two Freya.

She had known Freya since they were kids and of course she was a witch just like her. Freya always wanted to have her life but not in the bad and obsessive way. She always seemed to see her mother in a light that she herself could not seem to see her as. She could do no wrong in her eyes as they grew up. It did not matter what her mum did, she always found a way to back up her mother up like it was for her own good. And without a doubt, the both of the got along just fine. It made her seem like the daughter that she had always wanted. She had no qualms with that. She had always told her that she and her mother deserved each other.

Freya had picked up one of her shifts when she was busy. It was her turn to return the favor now and she was already late for the shift.

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