Essays..Or Not?

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I was in class daydreaming about my old life in my own time. But, I couldn't remember anything from my old town but I finally came to my senses when Professor Rumple called my name. "Belle? Belle?" I look up at him. "Yes?"

"Are you ready to do your essay? Make sure not to open it till you get home." He said with smiling eyes as I nod awkwardly.

After hearing the bell ring I notice Professor Gold staring at me. My friend Ashley had come up to me smirking and giggling. "So, Professor Golds got it in for you." She said giggily.

"What makes you say that, Ash?"

"Well, think about it, hes nicer to you than anyone, probably didn't give you an essay at all, and before you moved here he was more agressive. You changed him, Belle." I blushed then shook it off and kept walking.

As soon as I got to my dorm room I opened the essay paper he gave me. Didn't look like one at all. In bold letters it read. "Meet me at the class room at 7pm sharp. I need to talk to you. ~Professor Gold"

Professor GoldWaar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu