Chapter Two: Kitty Professor:

Mosh jumped to his feet. “You mean me?” he asked.

“Of course,” Noiz said, “Who else do I mean?” Mosh looked around to see all eyes on him. Why single him out? His stomach turned at the growing pressure focused on him. The mouse lowered his head.

“Mosh,” he mumbled.

“I’m sorry, what?” the professor asked, “Lift your head when you speak.” The mouse snapped his head upwards when she said that.

“Yes ma’am!” he blurted out. Noiz giggled at his response.

“Now, now,” she said, “There’s no need to get all formal. Just repeat your name for the class.”

“Mosh!” the mouse said in a shout. The rest of the class giggled.

“Thank you, Mosh,” Noiz said, “You may sit down.” The mouse boy sat down red in the cheeks.

“Let’s see who’s next,” the professor said aloud as she looked for her next “victim.” The rest of the first class went on as normal. However, Mosh couldn’t help but to notice how Noiz had her eyes on him the whole time. Not just that, she looked rather hungry. She gave him the impression that she wanted his body to eat and play with between the sheets. The way she stood while explaining the premise of the class and what was needed told him that the professor was ready to pounce on him in class at any moment. Mosh tried to downplay the imagery in his head and focus. At one point, he thought she licked her lips at him. Mosh shook his head to himself.

Come on now, he thought, She wouldn’t do that, would she? The more he looked, the more she seemed to have her eyes on him. Soon, Mosh couldn’t ignore it anymore. It didn’t take long for a reoccurring thought to reach the surface of his mind.

Is she… trying to hit on me?, he thought. The mouse boy shook his head. No, I’m just imagining things!, he told himself. It seemed rather close to being real. At the end of class, the students filed out of the classroom. Noiz cleared her throat when Mosh passed her desk. The mouse boy paused and looked behind him.

“Me?” he asked. The kitty professor nodded her head up and down.

“Of course,” she said. The mouse boy walked over to her rather confused.

“What is it?” he asked. Noiz licked her lips at him.

“Tell me something, Mosh,” she said, leaning in close on the desk, “Do you have a girlfriend?” she asked. The mouse boy blinked at her.

“E-Excuse me?” he asked.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” she asked again slower.

“Why?” Mosh asked, taking a step back.

“Just answer the question,” the professor said calmly. The freshman swallowed hard.

“No…” he mumbled. The professor pulled back with a smile on her face.

“Good to hear,” she said. The kitty rose to her feet. Mosh tilted his head and blinked at her.

“And why is that?” he asked. Noiz turned to him with a naughty glint in her eye.

‘Tell me, is your dorm too far from here?” she asked.

“No…” he said, sounding confused. Noiz smirked to herself before looking over her shoulder.

“You’re going to come with me on a little trip,” she said, “Right now!” Mosh tilted his head confused as she headed out the door. Something told him that she wouldn’t take no for an answer tonight.