Amen.
The prayer is finished.
Arghh! Here goes the nerve wrecking quiz by my Soc-Anthro
Professor (Note: Our favorite Professor)
*knock* *knock* someone is at the door!
The door opens!
“Oh! What a handsome man!” I say to myself.
I look around especially at my friends. Gotcha! I can see
it in their eyes: HANDSOME ALERT! J
“Excused me Sir, I am one of your students, I just want to
excuse myself in our class later this afternoon because I am a member of Boosters (a popular organization in the university) and I have to attend our
general practice because we need to cheer our Pep Squad whose competition will be held tomorrow.” The man said.
“Oh! Okay! Where is your excused letter?”
He comes in!
“NK! I know him! He’s a marketing student! He’s my crush
since we were a sophomore here.” Anna
said, a member of FLAVORS as banANNA.
“Hey! He has the face! I like his eyes.” Bessi said, also a member of FLAVORS as
strawBESSI.
“Huh! A new-found crush!” I smile to myself.
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“Ail! We need to practice later so make sure to ask for
your professor’s permission.”
“Yes! I will!” Grr.
So busy!
In front of my professor’s room.
“Should I cut in during his class? Tsk! Whatever!”
*knock* *knock*
I opened the door.
“Err. Everyone is
staring at me!”
“Excused me Sir, I am one of your students, I just want to excuse myself in our class later this afternoon because I am a member of Boosters (a popular organization in the university) and I have to attend our general practice because we need to cheer our Pep Squad whose competition will be held tomorrow.” I said.
“Oh! Okay! Where is your excused letter?”
I go to my
professor giving him my excused letter. While he is in the midst of reading it,
I look around. Nothing special. But I noticed the three women on the third row,
whispering to each other.
“Talking about me?”
I want to ask.
Whatever.
“Here’s your
letter, you can go now.”
“Thanks Sir!”
I leave the room
without looking back.
To be continued...
