Her Professor
“Relax? Bro, you’re telling me to relax? My life and certificate depends on this!”
“Ow, you’re loud,” he said while poking his fingers in his ears.
I kissed my teeth and eyed him. He needed to start speaking before I forced it out of him. He smiled and placed his hand on my shoulder.
“Start talking.”
“Tch. Whatever. His name is Dr. Anthony Marison—”
“I already know his name,” I said in a dry tone of voice.
“Right. He is not always in school according to my sources. It says he has other jobs or so. Something way more important than being a professor. Anyway, he is like a virtual teacher but I hear he is in his office right now.”