It's the spring semester of my first year of college, I'm fresh out of high school, I graduated at seventeen. I'm planning on majoring in Musical Arts.
I met up with my bestfriend Makayla. "Yeah, he was so bi-oh", Makayla said as we walked into our music history class, it was dead silent. All the other students turned and looked at us, I felt my face turn red. "You're late, do you have a reason?" I heard a voice say from the other side of the room.
I turned to see my professor, "Oh- uh sorry sir I woke up late." I said quickly and he watched me and Makayla sit in the two open seats in the front. I felt a small poke in my side, I looked at Makayla and she whispered "He's really hot." I laughed, once again he looked at us.
"Care to share your conversation ladies?" The professor said in a scarily serious tone. "No.." I said as I was trying to remember his name. "Mr. Seavey." He finished my sentence for me, he then went back to talking and sharing about himself to the class.
