"listen Sarah, you're in your last year of college. the department just wants to make this as easy for you as possible", said the chancellor
"so you want me to drop out of English literature?", I asked in disbelief
"we're not saying that. you're thriving in your drama and business studies classes, but you're struggling in literature class" the chancellor explained
"I used to be so good at English, and I love it. I don't want to drop this class", I pleaded
"we want to transfer you, to a different lit class. we all think this teacher will be good for your academic progress before graduation. and maybe some extra help after class"
"so I don't have to drop lit?"
"no", the chancellor laughed
"okay ill do it, ill transfer classes", I nodded
"perfect, you have your class with the new professor on Wednesday", he smiled
"thank you so much Mr.Chancellor", I smiled standing up, beginning to walk out the door
"its Mr.Lee", he called as I was closing the door
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"everyone is obsessed with her", my best friend Amanda said as we walked to my new lit class
"why?"
"you'll see", Amanda smirked "I can't believe you're going to be in my lit class now!", Amanda said excitedly wrapping an arm around my shoulder
"does this mean that you're an idiot too", I smiled
"this isn't an idiot class, its a class for special students", she explained
"oh! is that what they're calling it now?", I laughed
"shut up", she joined
Amanda and I walked through the door, walking into the middle row, taking our seats.
"thats her", Amanda whispered referring to the woman who had her back turned to the class, as the rest of the class began to enter
"there's a lot of people in her class", I said looking around
"so many people ask to be transferred to her class", Amanda elaborated
"why?", I asked again
"because everyone is obsessed with her, I told you that", Amanda whispered giddily
"okay shut the fuck up", the professor said turning around to face us, the whole class erupting in laughter
"So, for the new students here, or for those who sneak into my class, I'm Ms.Taylor", she smiled "So, who is new to this class?", Ms.Taylor asked
I raised my hand along with a few other students
"welcome, this term we will be studying the great art in literature that is.... Wuthering Heights", Ms.Taylor looked out
"get ready, its story time", Amanda looked at me
"what does that mean?", I asked confused
"just watch", she replied before turning back to look at Ms.Taylor
"I was at my sisters wedding on the weekend. Now, this is the scene at my sister's wedding. She's getting drunk, regretting that she ever got married. For the third time, mind you. My mom's sprouting snakes from her hair in jealousy. It was perfect ... We've got three feminine archetypes: The divine whore, Medusa - and me. What archetype am l?", Ms.Taylor laughed looking out
