The Professor

onnected before she could say another word. Maya placed her phone back o

exactly sleepy either. So she simply changed into pajamas and crawled onto the bed, grabbing her

hen she found it, she scooted closer to the edge of the bed and began to work on editing the videos Aft

and with Gab being her personal manager and all, i

m her mom, her dad, and Gabrielle. She soon realized that nobody wanted health advice from an eleven-year-old child, and that was when she developed

hem. Soon, she'd found herself working in front of cameras, making cameos for various youtube channels and blogs and she was slowly starting to

her family They kept pushing her to continue es

r and her mother would watch her YouTube vid

n her back and stared at the ceiling, her mind unconsciously drifting to a certain dark-haired man. She couldn'

s practically 'sex-on-legs' and she honestly wondered why he would confine himself to te

Alexand

her rational self could kick in and logged into Facebook. It took forever to load and she began to wonder

ike, she knew everything about the professors of the courses she was offering, down to their irks and likes, even their

leave him alone and pretend it never happened. She sighed deeply and stared at the wall as her hand tapped anxio

through them, finding nothing about the professor. After searching for a few minutes

lar, stood out. There was no picture on it, just a colorful logo o

ted her face. So he did have a Facebook page. Maya spent the next hours scrolling through his feed and even checking his

doubt that he

to fall asleep yet. Not when she hadn't found anything on the professor, at least something new or

on fell fast asleep. She dreamed of fire, bla