The morning sun shined brightly through the window. Sara was awoken by the
sound of her alarm clock. She groaned as the light shined in her eyes. She
finally got up and got showered. She got out and looked at her clock, it
was eight-thirty. Her class started at nine.
She then walked to her closet and picked out an outfit. She chose a white shirt and demin jeans. She looked at her appearance in a full length mirror by her closet. She looked OK. She sighed and turned around, glancing at her clock. It was almost time for her morning class to begin. She grabbed her black messenger bag from the floor and put it over her shoulder.
She walked out of her bedroom door and saw people passed out on the couch and floor. Beer bottles and plastic cups laid everywhere. She only hoped that everybody had later classes. She walked out of the front door and slammed it, hoping it would wake some of them up.
She walked into her first period class and sat down in the front row. She was the first one to arrive. She looked around the empty classroom. She suddenly heard people talking as they approach the door.
"And here's your classroom --." Professor Kelly stop talking and looked at Sara and then at her watch.
"Hi Sara, your early."
"Yeah, I thought I'd get a few minutes early start today."
She nodded and smiled. She turned her attention to the person who she was talking to earlier. He was looking at Sara.
"Sir."
He glanced at the Professor.
"Huh?" He looked like he was in his mid 30's. He was wearing a gray suit and underneath that was a pressed, white dressy shirt.
He looked good for his age.
"Uh. Nevermind," A fake smile pressed on Professor Kelly's lips.
She turned to Sara. She was looking at him. Professor Kelly just waved it away.
"Sara," She said loudly. "Since you're here, I'll tell you."
Sara jumpily turned her attention to Professor Kelly, losing her gaze off of his.
"I am going to be away for a couple of weeks and I needed somebody to fill me in."
She then turned to him. His gaze was now, down at the floor.
"Sara, this is Professor Grissom."
He glanced at Professor Kelly and then at her.
She stood up as he walked up to her. He held out his hand and she shook it.
"Welcome to Harvard, Professor Grissom."
With a smirk, he said. "Thanks, Sara."
Students started to fill the classroom. She didn't realize that she still had ahold of his hand. She let go as she blushed.
"Sorry."
"My fault." He said, smoothly.
Sara sat down as he walked next to Professor Kelly. Everybody was in their seats as the bell ranged. Professor Kelly began to talk about her plans.
* * *
TBC.
She then walked to her closet and picked out an outfit. She chose a white shirt and demin jeans. She looked at her appearance in a full length mirror by her closet. She looked OK. She sighed and turned around, glancing at her clock. It was almost time for her morning class to begin. She grabbed her black messenger bag from the floor and put it over her shoulder.
She walked out of her bedroom door and saw people passed out on the couch and floor. Beer bottles and plastic cups laid everywhere. She only hoped that everybody had later classes. She walked out of the front door and slammed it, hoping it would wake some of them up.
She walked into her first period class and sat down in the front row. She was the first one to arrive. She looked around the empty classroom. She suddenly heard people talking as they approach the door.
"And here's your classroom --." Professor Kelly stop talking and looked at Sara and then at her watch.
"Hi Sara, your early."
"Yeah, I thought I'd get a few minutes early start today."
She nodded and smiled. She turned her attention to the person who she was talking to earlier. He was looking at Sara.
"Sir."
He glanced at the Professor.
"Huh?" He looked like he was in his mid 30's. He was wearing a gray suit and underneath that was a pressed, white dressy shirt.
He looked good for his age.
"Uh. Nevermind," A fake smile pressed on Professor Kelly's lips.
She turned to Sara. She was looking at him. Professor Kelly just waved it away.
"Sara," She said loudly. "Since you're here, I'll tell you."
Sara jumpily turned her attention to Professor Kelly, losing her gaze off of his.
"I am going to be away for a couple of weeks and I needed somebody to fill me in."
She then turned to him. His gaze was now, down at the floor.
"Sara, this is Professor Grissom."
He glanced at Professor Kelly and then at her.
She stood up as he walked up to her. He held out his hand and she shook it.
"Welcome to Harvard, Professor Grissom."
With a smirk, he said. "Thanks, Sara."
Students started to fill the classroom. She didn't realize that she still had ahold of his hand. She let go as she blushed.
"Sorry."
"My fault." He said, smoothly.
Sara sat down as he walked next to Professor Kelly. Everybody was in their seats as the bell ranged. Professor Kelly began to talk about her plans.
* * *
TBC.