Waist of a good apple chap.2 part 1

Mr.Night's POV
Sweet caked my forehead as I listen to the airplane launching in the sky, the noise so loud it made the bed, me and…what’s her name shake. I didn’t even know her name I scoffed, I would love to say this was a new low for me, but it wasn’t. What was new for me was that I had done it on a school night.
I looked over my shoulder at the clock and let out a growl. It was 2 in the morning! Even teachers need their sleep. I sat up making the unstable mattress dip. The women next to me sighed and then rolled over, curling into a ball. If I was lucky I would leave her apartment unnoticed, unfortunately I had no luck, I realized as I stood up making the floor boards screech in protest, waking her up, dam!
Her hard hazel eyes deciphered what was going on before them as I slipped on my jeans. I honestly didn’t care if she understood or was hurt by the fact I used her, I just didn’t want her hormonal female instincts to kick in, making her scream and throw things, sharp things at me as I tried to take my leave.
“W-where are you going?” anywhere but here
“Home,” I snorted. “I have papers to grade, people to teach.” She eyed me catioutiously as I was now searching for my shirt.
“But it’s 2 in the morning? Who are you going to teach right now?” I rolled my eyes knowing she wouldn’t take the hint
“Alright honey, honestly, I’m trying to get away from you…ok? I mean don’t get me wrong I had a fantastic time last night, I really did, dam u can move girl! But I don’t do good in relationships, especially with whores like you.” She just stared at me for a minute, mouth hanging open in surprise and anguish. Hey maybe she wouldn’t throw things at me after all…or so I thought.
“You self-centered, womanizer son of a…” and she chucked one of her shoes, and then went her lamp, then a plate! I rushed out of there slamming the door behind me. I knew that was going to happen, stupid b!t(*! Women were all the same. Throwing there selves all over me, expecting something more than a fling, throwing s!@#! They were mindless creators just waiting to be picked up by some man who could think for them.
Except that new girl. She was different, refreshing really, but a complete blow to my ego. She wasn’t drooling all over me, completely blocking me out while she took in my body, but she didn’t ignore me either like the other half of my class that couldn’t handle the fact that I was there teacher so they pretended I didn’t exist. No. She listened to me…actually learned something that came out of my mouth. Wich sucked!
It made me feel like, well, an authority figure, which I was but no way in hell was I going to be treated like one, like someone who was in there mid 50’s. Who the hell did she think she was. And when I asked her if there was anything she wanted to ask me…she wanted a supply list, not to beg me to be with her. And to make thing worse…never once, did she blush, giggle, or check me out!
Like I said earlier, complete blow to my ego! That was the whole reason I slept with that women tonight. To convince myself I hadn’t grown white hairs or anything extreme like that. So now im going to be exhausted tomorrow! I won’t be able to teach witch actually matters now that one of my students wants to learn!
Oh I was going to have fun terrorizing this one.