ACT 1

Bonnie Bennett has been going to Whitmore College for two years now studying to become a psychoanalysis and it's been both purely hell but a ton of fun at the same time. Dr. Harder was one of the best professors that she's had and she hated when he announced his retirement. She knew that the only reason why she was passing his class was for the simple fact that he was himself and taught pretty damn well and she hoped that Dr. Salvatore could do him justice.

She's never heard of Dr. Salvatore before but word on the street is that he's a handsome fello with an ex-wife and a kid. She never really paid much attention to the rumors no matter how faintly they were, she simply believed in the idea of finding out shit for herself then she wouldn't feel so bad if she believed what she's been told and it ended up being a lie.

Bonnie smiles up at her roommate, Nadia, who just had gotten back from her run.

"How is it outside?"

"Nice, best weather I've ever felt."

Bonnie chuckles. "You're from LA, what are you talking about?"

"Well I should say best air I've ever felt. It's much cleaner."

The girls chuckle and Bonnie throws her leather jacket over her shoulders not putting her arms in the sleeves. After slipping on her shoes, Bonnie headed to class but not without running into her boo thang, Max DePriest. He is—or his daddy is—the richest guy at the school and she couldn't help but wonder why he would go to this college of all the places in the world and she asked him such to which he replied "If I never went here, then I never would've met you." It had her blushing like a sinner in church and he just smiled and kissed her.

Basically all the girls envied her—Nadia even envied her—all because she landed the guy with the huge bank account, but honestly Bonnie saw him passed the dollar bills because if he was a jerk, she would've dumped him and his bank account. Rich or not, she didn't care as long as his heart was pure, she could handle it.

"Are we still on for tonight?" Max asked after pulling away.

"Yes, I wouldn't miss it… even if this happened to be the same day that Chicago Med comes on."

Max laughed slightly and kissed her again. "Look at my girlfriend making sacrifices for me."

"Girlfriend?" Bonnie lifted a brow.

"Well, yeah," he stepped a little closer, "I like you, Bonnie, I really, really like you and I was hoping that we make things official between us. What do you say?"

She stared into those brown eyes of his and circled her hands around his neck. "I really, really like you too…boyfriend."

Max smiled and leaned in some to kiss her, holding her body tightly in his arms. Bonnie hated to pull away but she did.

"I need to get to class."

"Skip it and come with me so we can really make this official between us."

Bonnie bit down on her lower lip and before she agreed, she stopped herself. "I can't, I have a new professor today and I want to see how he is. But I really want to." She adds against his lips.

He groaned. "Fine. You're lucky I can't say no to you."

She smiled. "What can I say, I'm spoiled."

"I think the spoiled girl needs to learn a lesson or two. This weekend, we'll get away and I get to have you all to myself."

She licked his nose and before she could respond, people walked by and asked them to "stop fucking in the middle of the pathway". They laughed and realized that they were awfully close so Max took her hand and walked her to class before kissing her goodbye.

She was the one. In all his years of teaching he's always found one particular student that he could spot and know if they were a goody two shoes and when she walked through those doors, he knew that she was the one.

She was beautiful, he must admit, but it was where she sat that gave it all away. Bouncing from the back to the middle then the front then a few rows behind that had him laughing in his head. She wanted to be close but not too close just to see how he would act on his first day of teaching at this college.

He knew she was Bonnie Bennett because Dr. Harder had told him as such and that she was his best student. Teachers pet, he assumed, but she looked smart so maybe it was a combination of both.

He noticed that he was staring when she narrowed her eyes so he quickly starting pacing the length again telling everyone to find a seat before turning and writing his name on the board.

Her whole being relaxed and she felt as if Dr. Harder has hand selected Dr. Salvatore himself. His teaching style was very similar, keeping the boring things exciting whether it was just playing with the octave of his voice by using crescendo then decrescendo to the point where you needed to pay attention and stop chomping on your snacks to hear him.

When he dismissed the class, she was shocked that two hours went by so quickly and she looked down seeing her handwriting on the piece of line paper not remembering when she even took notes.

Was she in some type of weird trans?

Clearing her throat, Bonnie gathered her things and instead of exiting like everyone else, she walked up to her—whom she would hope to be—new mentor and introduced herself.

He let out a quiet breath and turned facing her with a smile that faded some when his eyes landed on her. She was beautiful from afar but, dare he say it, completely enchanting from up close. He blinked quickly to see if his eyes were just playing tricks on him, but they weren't.

Oh shit.

Bonnie's reaction to him up close was about the same. In all the two hours all she focused on was his voice and the words coming out of his mouth, but never once had she fully looked at him. She heard he was hot but LAWD was he smokin'! His hair to which she knew was soft and eyes to which she could look into forever and just get lost in. She felt like declaring her unreal love to him just for the hell of it. She couldn't formulate the words that she wanted to say with him looking at her the way he was and she began to wonder if he was interested because she sure as hell was. Wait, what about Max?

Oh shit.

"Nice to meet you, Bonnie."

Oh the way he says my name makes me want to do bad things, Bonnie thought. "I'd just figure that I, you know, introduce myself. Dr. Harder and I were really close-"

"Dr. Harder is actually my grandfather."

"What? Really? But why isn't that your last name?"

"My grandfather on my mother's side. I get told all the time how he's one of the greatest so I have major shoes to fill."

"Damn, that suck for you." He chuckled and smiled. "Oh shit, I'm sorry I didn't mean to curse in front of you."

He smiled again. "It's fine, Bonnie, I don't have the cleanest mouth either."

I bet you don't. Stop it, Bonnie. "So this might be a little strange but I was wondering if you could tell me a little about yourself. I work better when I know the teacher, you don't have to go into specifics but just a little something."

His eyes trailed her face then he licked his lips and started giving her what she wanted. He told her some about his family about how they're both close but distant in a strange way. He told her about his brother and how they were able to have no other animal that wasn't a fish. She laughed at that and he found himself loving the sound. He told her that he went to this very school and got married but it didn't work out so they divorced and ever since then he's been developing his human capital.

"How old are you?" She asked him.

"Twenty seven. You?" He shouldn't have asked.

"Twenty two."

He wanted to touch her for some reason then. This was reasonable he could court her and they could be together in no time. Before he could say anything else, her phone buzzed and she told him that she needed to go. He watched her leave and tried to stop his eyes from watching the sway of her hips but simply couldn't.

Letting out a breath, Dr. Salvatore started packing his things and headed up the long flight of stairs then stopped in his stride when the door opened and she stepped through. She wasn't like before for she was wet, soaked, and she told him as such. He told her to stay put when he went to the back and grabbed some napkins and a coat.

"Dry your hair with these, I don't want you to get sick." He handed her the napkins.

Bonnie nodded and did as she was told, drying off her hair as best she could then took the coat that he offered and pulled the hood over her head.

"Thanks. Wait, what about you?"

He patted his briefcase, "That's what these babies were made for."

"Oh, I thought they were always made for putting things inside of them."

"I mean you can, but that's optional."

She giggled some and he couldn't stop his smile. They found themselves gazing at one another and Bonnie found her hand moving up to touch the side of his face but stopped it and turns toward the door. He followed after her and when they stepped outside, the rain had stopped. Bonnie dryly laughed and took off his coat handing it to him.

"Thanks." She says then starts walking.

"Wait, Bon…nie," he caught himself. She turned, "So this might be a little strange, but, I was wondering if you would like to accompany me for a conference this weekend. I think you'll really enjoy it and I need someone who I can not fake talk to."

They smiled. "Um, sure. I guess I'll give you my number?"

"Yeah," he reached in his pocket pulling out his phone handing it to her and watched her face as she typed on her information. "I'll call you?"

"Yeah, I'll see you this weekend."

He smiled and started walking in the opposite direction. Really, he needed to go where she was heading, but didn't want to look like a stalker so he decided on taking the long way.

A/N: So this is "Act 1". For those who might be confused, Max and Nadia don't really exist, it's just part of Bonnie's made-up backstory, so don't get mad haha. Tell me what you think so far! Act 2 will be up shortly.