The Adonis Sequence Chapter 2, # 8
Added 2019-04-06 15:55:04 +0000 UTC
I didn’t have time to completely unpack before I had rush off to make it to my first class. If I thought the weirdness was over, I was wrong!
I took my usual seat in the front row right next to Coley. But all through her lecture, professor Gibbons just kept staring at me. I still raised my hand whenever she asked a question – just like always. But this time, instead of ignoring me, like usual, she picked me every time. Finally, a chance to show her I’d been paying attention and really knew the material! I got it right, of course, every time!
And after class, when everyone else was leaving, she motioned me over. I thought she was going to commend me on my knowledge, but instead she said, “I’m sorry, this class is full.”
“I know it is,” I said, “but I’m registered.”
“Surely not,” she said. “I don’t recall seeing you in here before.”
“But… but…,” I said. “I’ve been here every day. I’ve never missed a class.”
“You were sitting in back, then?” she asked.
“No…,” I said, even more dumbfounded. “I was sitting right up front, right where I always sit, where I was sitting today.”
How could she not have noticed?
“What’s your name?” she said, picking up her class list.
“David Plemski,” I said, “with an “i”.”
“Oh yes, there you are,” she said, putting the list down. “I was going to let you in anyway because you seem to have a good grasp on the subject. Ever consider becoming a TA?”
“Yes, of course I have!” I said.
“Come see me in my office on Thursday,” she said. “We’ll talk about it.”
I assured her I would be there and left
