An Affair With My Hot Professor

"Don't look now, but that guy at the bar is totally checking you out."

I immediately turned to look and Gia grabbed hold of my elbow and held me in place.

"I said not to look now." She hissed at me.

I winced. "Sorry sorry. What guy?"

"He's wearing black, at seven o'clock. I can't really see his face, but I can see his watch and it is definitely expensive." She giggled, head bobbing to the beat of the music pulsing from hidden speakers.

I rolled my eyes at her. Georgia and I had been best friends long before we were even born. I know you don't think it's possible, but let me paint you a picture of the scenario. Gia's mum and mine had been best friends who had met two best friends, Gia's dad and mine and got married within a month of each other. I was only six days younger than her, and we had practically grown up in the same house. Different houses sharing a single fence. Need I say more?

We were attached at the hip and she was my sister in everyway that mattered.

It didn't matter that we looked nothing alike. We were almost the same height, me an inch or two more than her and roughly the same size, but there were no more physical similarities. My hair was a deep, super curly red while hers was honey blonde and straight as an arrow. I had golden brown eyes which someone had once described as whiskey colored while hers were a vivid gemstone green. I had freckles across the bridge of my nose and a pale complexion. Gia was all tanned. She also had all the athletic genes in our duo, a member of the cheer squad and the tennis club.

It was Gia's birthday today and we'd hit one of the less famous clubs to celebrate. Neither of us was twenty one yet, and our fake IDs would only help us if someone we knew didn't recognize us, hence the need for a less popular club.

"You can't know his watch is expensive from way over here." I argued.

She rolled her well made-up eyes at me this time around. "Of course I can. There's barely any lights on where he's sitting and I can see it glow."

"That means nothing." I pointed out.

"Oh my God, don't ruin my birthday fun with all your logic." She groaned. "Let's switch places."

"No. You don't even know if it's me he's actually looking at. Could be you."

"I'd know if a man was looking at me." She said. "Take it from me, I'm older and wiser."