David Lewis

  David Lewis is a 32 year old economist, both macroeconomics teacher and PhD candidate in one of the most prestigious colleges in London. He keeps himself busy at all times, that’s how he enjoys his life after a failed marriage to his high school sweetheart. He chose to restart his so-perfect life in a a new studio appartment, only accompanied by his shepard-mutt mix dog. David is one of the youngest teachers in campus, yet one of the most respected ones, often described as strict, smug, yet real and honest. However, between friends and family, and whoever who gets to know him outside of a teacher-student relationship, he’s warm, respectful, and often carries himself in a charming manner. He’s not the guy who usually gets in trouble, but he’s the one who gets others in trouble instead.  

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Coffee chat | para #2

David was frankly enjoying his weekend, even more so now that his own classes were over and he had more time to go on walks with his dog and drink tougher drinks during parties with no guilt of having to wake up early or act sober the next morning. He waited in line of his favorite coffee shop, with both hands slipped in his pockets, his eyes running through the menu although he was positive he was getting an americano, just like every other time. He scanned the place for an empty spot, but his eyes fell on Aurora Dawn instead, and he couldn’t help but to check her out for a few seconds.

Once he got his coffee, he went straight towards her, “May I sit here with you?” he wondered, offering a grin down at her. He wouldn’t have thought they’d meet in a place like this, and that he’d come forward to say hello, but he was feeling adventurous and calm, and he wanted to know what the brown eyed girl was up to after their last encounter.

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Aurora wasn’t sure what she could possibly do at this moment. It’s not like she hadn’t studied for the exam. In fact, it was quite the opposite. That’s what made the whole situation that much more frustrating to the girl. But perhaps Professor Lewis was right. Maybe she should just take the B as it was and not worry about it. Besides, one lower grade wasn’t going to have any affect on her overall GPA anyways. The wasn’t the point though. The point was the Aurora worked her ass off every single day and she deserved that A. And she was going to do whatever it took to get it. Otherwise, it would drive her insane, “Maybe some extra credit?” She suggested, looking up at the man before her. Aurora had never realized how good looking her professor was. Because quite frankly, that’s not what she was focused on in during class. The girl bit down on her lower lip as a slight blush creeped onto her cheeks at the thought and she looked away from his gaze. In that moment, Aurora wasn’t sure what came over her. She wanted that A, and she was going to get it. The girl took another step towards him, shortening the distance between them, “Perhaps you can give me some one-on-one private tutoring?” Big brown eyes looked up at David, “I mean it when I say I’ll do anything to raise that grade.”

David cleared his throat, holding onto his laptop with one hand and fisting his free hand, knowing that this conversation wasn’t going to be ending anytime soon. “Don’t get feisty with me, Miss Dawn, it’s not going to get you very far” he responded quietly, always offering a smile as he gently put a hand on her shoulder, stroking gently. Why were her cheeks going red all of a sudden? David took another second before he walked with her out of the classroom, “Will you come with me to my office for a moment, please? Let me think about what I can do.” He didn’t want to give in to her just yet, but he wanted to talk about why was a grade so meaningful and why it had her willing to do anything. “I really just wanted to go home tonight, but let’s just... talk for a minute, okay? While I grab my things and grab a book for you.” David wasn’t exactly thrilled to be staying after hours, but he couldn’t help but feel guilty after listening to Aurora, and the images flooding his mind with ideas of what she could do to get a higher grade were making him feel uneasy.

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Aurora continued to stand in front of her professor. She knew there just had to be some sort of mistake. Perhaps it was just a simple mistake on the others part. In her head, there was absolutely no way that it was possible for her to receive such a low grade. Well, a low grade in her standards, “Thank you,” she smiled as Professor Lewis gave another look at her paper. She tapped her feet impatiently, crossing her arms over her chest as she waited, “Wait, what?” Auroras eyebrows furrowed in the center of her face, “That can’t be right,” She argued with a huff, grabbing the paper for his hands, “No, no wait,” The girl stood in front of her professor, straightening out her shirt skirt as she looked up at him. His words were true but she wasn’t having any of it. She was going to do whatever it took to get the grade up, “This would be the first B I’ve ever gotten in my life. There has to be something I can do,” The girl took a step towards the man, biting down on her bottom lip.

David glared at the girl for a moment, knowing that her arguing was only going to make him get a headache, but he wasn’t going to give in to her. Even more so now that her brattiness was starting to come through. “Miss Dawn, it is not my problem that this is the first B you’ve ever gotten in your life, in fact... There is nothing I can do to help you and nothing that I’ve done wrong.” He insisted, not ready to leave but unable to do so because of the girl in front of him, who looked petite compared to his 6′3 height. He waited a few seconds before clearing his throat, his look suddenly softening. “What do you suggest, Miss Dawn?” he placed both hands in his hips, still unsure about any of this. “I’m not going to let you redo this exam, or take another one, or give you second chances... You are not failing this course at all.”

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Microeconomics was Aurora’s least favorite subject. She understood the material well enough, but she still struggled with some of the concepts. That was something Rora wasn’t used to. She had always been a straight-A student, never accepting anything less than a 90% on any assignment or exam. It was how she remained at the top of her class basically her whole school life. Aurora studied night and day for this exam. She pulled all nighters, surviving her days with massive amounts of espresso. So, you could imagine her frustration as she stared at the ‘85%’ at the top of her paper. That definitely was not an A, it was barely even a B! The girl furrowed here eyebrows as she continued to stare at the paper and she sat up from her chair only when she knew everyone else had left.

She knew Professor Lewis had said there were specific days where they could go and discuss their grade, but Aurora wasn’t a very patient girl. If the exam accounted for 40% of her grade, there was a very good chance she wouldn’t be a straight-A student for the first time in her life. And there was no way she was having that, “I would like to speak now, thank you,” the girl spoke firmly, eyebrows still furrows in the center of her forehead, “Are you positive this is marked correctly? I don’t mean to be rude, but I have never gotten less than a 90% in anything in my life.”

David inhaled slowly, knowing as soon as the girl in front of him replied firmly back at him, that he wasn’t going to get home anytime soon and if he did, he’d have a headache bigger than the pile of papers in his desk. He eyed her, knowing she didn’t need any affirmation to start talking again. Once she was done, he leaned back in his seat and watched as the last few members of the class left the room. “Let me check again,” he took the paper back from the brunette and scanned for any faults, not even a minute later he handed it back to her with a nod, “I’m positive it’s marked correctly. You got an 85, Miss Dawn.” He stood up from his chair and began to gather his belongings, “Welcome to reality, you’re not always gonna get what you want.” He spit out quietly, “It’s not the end of the world. I recommend studying harder for your next exam.” He slipped his keys and phone in his pockets, preparing himself to leave and end this conversation.

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David knew exactly how all of his students felt right after he handed them back their graded exams, most of them whiny and others leaving his class in anger and lack of... approval, just to put it nicely. He was hated and he was okay with it, it’s how it usually went. “So, these grades are going up tonight or tomorrow, and remember they’re 40% of your final grade for this course. If anyone has any complaints, please head to my office either tuesday or thursdays at 9 a.m. sharp or else forget about it.” He walked back to his desk, feeling thirsty and maybe a little tired after a long monday full of work. David knew this macroeconomics class was the last one of the day and he was thankful for it. He leaned back in his seat and watched most students walk out of the class, “See you on Friday...” he called out one last time, reminding them their torture wasn’t nearly done yet.

His eyes adjusted to one of his students standing right in front of him and not moving away, so without even giving her one second to speak, he repeated, “Complaints are for tuesdays and thursdays, 9 a.m., Miss.” He lifted both eyebrows at her, not wanting to put up with any feisty college girls this late.