"Matt, wait up," Bobby called. I turned around to see what he wanted.
"Professor wanted me to tell you that he wants to see you in his
office after class," he said. 'I didn't do any thing wrong," I
thought. "I wonder why he wants me," I told Bobby, "I haven't skipped
class in weeks," Bobby, laughed. He was the only one who really knew
me well. The whole time I walked to class wondering what I could be in
trouble for.
History was my favorite class. Storm always knew how to make things
interesting, but today my next visit to the Professor was the only
thing I could think about.
When class was over I headed up to my dorm and unloaded my books. I
knew that something was going to change my life. Sometimes I get these
feelings. I can't really explain them.
As I approached the door for a moment I just stopped and starred at it
for a while. I heard the professor
tell me telepathically.