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3rd Person

It was the day before graduation, and the students were in the final stages of their studies. There was no teaching or learning going on; it was more of a method for them to say their goodbyes and enjoy their time on campus. The days weren't mandatory because of this, but Dixie never missed an opportunity to be in her Professor's class.

She essentially lived with him and rarely went to her own place, but they learned to respect each other's privacy. Dixie would hang out with her friends while Noah was at work, and the nights were theirs to enjoy. They wouldn't have it any other way because everything was perfectly imperfect. They had eventually came to a better point in life after so many rejections of feelings, secrets from the past, conflicts, and actions.

Dixie, on the other hand, has been feeling down in the dumps about herself and her body. She believes her body isn't good enough, and she isn't attractive enough. The influence of being with Noah, as well as the standard of everything, is wearing her down and affecting her negatively. She wouldn't tell him anything, though. She would cry about her beauty every day and frequently compare herself to others who she thought were 'more attractive.' All of this had an influence on her, but she never mentioned it or discussed it.

Dixie and Noah both got up early this day to get to school. Despite the fact that his final year students were not required to attend classes, the rest of the university did, and this was his whole day. Her goal was to spend the majority of the day at his office or take a walk around campus.

"Dixie, hurry up," he said, rushing her. "I may be your boyfriend, but I'm still a professor with a job to do at 8 a.m."

"Stop fucking rush—" Within seconds, his hands were on her throat, cutting off her words.

"It's way too early for all that cursing. Get dressed now," he spoke.

"Yes sir. Why are you in a bad mood? Do I wear underwear or not?"

"I'm not upset; I'm just never late for anything, and what kind of question is that; wear underwear; I've got other things to do today."

Dixie had other plans but he possibly ruined them.

"Other things? Oh. Fuck you," she shouted. Dixie finished getting ready, gathered her belongings, and exited the house.

There was something a bit off with of them or maybe it was the morning effect taking it's course. They were on their way once Noah had shut up the house.

"Would you like a cup of coffee?" He sweetly asked her.

"No, I don't want coffee; just take me to school," she said with the attitude strong in her voice.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have the time. This is something you do on a daily basis. I was duped once and will not be duped again."

"Does this top show off my boobs?" She completely shifted the conversation's focus.

"Dixie, I'm not responding to that, because look, we've arrived."

She got out of the car and went to his office once he had parked it. Before they left the house, Dixie grabbed the keys from this backpack and let herself in. Her actions always worried him, especially because he was a psychologist and had to be careful how he expressed himself. She was a really sensitive person.

"Dixie, what's the matter?" he asked as he approached her in his office.

"I'm alright," she shouted back, "but I don't like your tone or the way you get mad at me when someone or something else irritates you."

"I wasn't angry in the least. I didn't want to be late because I had an 8 a.m. class, but don't get me wrong, I wasn't angry "While rubbing his temples, he said.

"You didn't even tell me if I looked pretty today, I'm leaving."

"Dixie you're gorgeous everyday, and where are you going? Come back here," he ordered.

She turned around and walked back to him, intending to sit in his lap. Dixie knew she was being dramatic, but she needed his attention, and if she didn't have it, hell would break out.

He advised, "Sit properly or you'll fall."

"My skirt is pretty short, so if I'm supposed to sit properly, my cooch will be exposed, and you made it very clear that you aren't in the mood to do anything with me," she stated dramatically.

Noah was in for an adventure of a lifetime. Only patience and patience would allow him to deal with this woman.

"I always want to do things with you. When did I even say that?"

"You said you had other things to do today, so obviously I'm not on your list."

"I was just in a hurry to get here," he explained. He tried not to say too much because he didn't want to irritate her any further.

"It's 7:30 a.m., you have a class, hurry up." Dixie sat down on the couch after rising from his seat.

"If you're mad at me, I'm not going anywhere. What's been going on with you lately?"

"I'm good, I'm all right. Just exhausted," she lied.

"Dixie, you sleep all day and all the time. What exactly is going on?"

"I just not been feeling good lately. I'm gaining so much weight and I don't feel good about myself or in my own flesh. I feel bloated and awful when I look in the mirror, and have you seen how much bigger my boobs have gotten? I even checked to see if I was pregnant, but I'm not, so I'm just gaining a lot of weight, which makes me unhappy and depressed. I didn't tell you because you'll say things like "You look beautiful," "You're gorgeous," and other things along those lines." She was on the point of a nervous breakdown.

Noah hugged her and placed his arms around her. She managed not to cry, but it gave her a sense of security.

"Do you think that's why your sex drive has increased as well?"

"Yes and no, to be sure. Yes, because you won't get tired of me, and no, because you turn me on just by being alive, and I enjoy having sex with you." She was mortified to admit it, yet she felt compelled to do so.

"You're a whole new challenge for me, mi amor, and I don't think I'll ever get tired of you. I'm scared of losing you. Next time talk to me baby. I love you."

"I love you too and thank you."

They parted ways, and Noah went back to teaching his classes. Dixie had psychology at 10 , so she had a few hours before she saw him again. Insecurities are one of life's most difficult challenges, and it's all because of your subconscious self. Sometimes, like Dixie, everyone needs that one friend who will always back them and keep them in check.

Dixie decided to make the most of the opportunity and call Halley, whom she had missed.

Dixie D'Amelio: Halley hello

Halley Williams: Dixie I was just about to call you, how's it going?

Dixie D'Amelio: it's going okay, how are you and the little munchkin?

Halley Williams: we're doing good. He/she is growing quite big. I'm so huge.

Dixie D'Amelio: I wish I was pregnant, you are not helping my baby fever situation.

Halley Williams: girl don't worry, Noah will pump you up soon enough. Are you ready for graduation?

Dixie D'Amelio: yes and no, yes because I can finally stop being secret with Noah and no because I haven't written my speech yet.

Halley Williams: the key is don't write what you think everyone wants to hear. Write what needs to be said.

Dixie D'Amelio: thanks Halley. In other words, I can't wait for you to be a mom bitch

Halley Williams: Bryce can't either. I'm pretty sure he bought the entire European coast for an unborn baby. He wanted this more than I did.

Dixie D'Amelio: haha Bryce being Bryce.

Halley Williams: yep my best guy. Where's your guy?

Dixie D'Amelio: he's teaching a 3rd year class, or well was teaching he should be on his way back now.

Halley Williams: when are you gonna have a baby?

That's the million dollar question

Dixie D'Amelio: I told Noah before I'm 25 I should be pregnant but I guess he doesn't want kids yet.

Halley Williams: he'll come around soon.

Dixie D'Amelio: I hope, I want a baby so badly it's killing me.

Halley Williams: you'll get one soon. Noah just needs to -

"What does Noah need to do?" Interrupting their talk, he asked.

"Oh hey you're back, how was your class?" She approached him and kissed him.

"My class was good and what do I need to do?"

"Make her into a mother. Turn her into your baby mommy Noah. Get the assignment done," Halley shouted on the phone.

"This is the last time I'm having this conversation with you two. Halley, take care," he added, jokingly.

"Alright bye guys. Dixie Love you, I'll call you later."

"Apparently school is closing early today to prepare for the graduation ceremony so let me grab my things and we can go."

Noah and Dixie began to pack their bags and left the school. She couldn't believe how quickly the previous years in college had passed her by and how nicely everything had gone. There was nothing she enjoyed more than the way her life was going right now.

Dixie

This year has been incredible, and I am the valedictorian, therefore I will be giving a speech at graduation. It's the day before my buddies and I graduate, as well as the day Noah and I can tell all the regulations to fuck off. He told me he had a graduation present for me, and I was excited to see it. I spent the rest of the day with my parents after spending the first half with Noah. I missed my family and wanted to spend the days building up to a special day with them as much as I love Noah. Every other day, I was with him. Graduation was the next day, and I couldn't wait.