My senior year of college just started a month ago. I was given 4 assignments today, 2 papers due tomorrow, a PowerPoint presentation to make and it's not even the end of the week.I also have no idea how im going to pass my biology class. I have a D- and I swear I'm trying my hardest, but biology is already my worst subject and to make matters worse I am in Professor Stanley's biology class.
Everyone on campus knows the orange juice he brings to work every morning most definitely has vodka in it.
But that's completely beside the point, I need to focus on how I'm going to pass biology when I learn nothing in lectures. He must have some kind of teachers aid or something, maybe they'd be able to help me. I'll have to ask because if I don't get the extra help, I'm definitely not passing this class.
Here it goes, I just have to walk up to his desk and ask for help. Students ask for help all of the time, I think I'm just worried he's too far into the day drinking that he won't understand my request. His face is down on his desk and I hear soft snoring.
"Professor? Could I speak with you?"
I get no response.
"Professor!" He jolts up from his desk in a panic "no thanks I already had breakfast" he slurs. "Uhh Professor? I'm not offering you breakfast?"
"Oh yes, of course Y/N. Did you need help with something?"
"Yes Professor, I'm really struggling with this subject and was wondering if I could get extra help for this class?" He looks at me almost in shock "well if you're asking if I can help you the answer would be no, I have enough on my plate."
"No I was actually wondering if you had a teachers aid or a tutoring program for after school?"
"Nope! None of those, my students usually do just fine with how I teach, maybe just try applying yourself more!" Apply myself more? Is he serious? The lack of understanding left me speechless and I turn to walk away from his desk.
"I could pair you up with the student who's getting the highest grade right now if that would make a difference for you."
"Yes! That would be a really big help to me, anything helps."
"Alright, I will set you up with them tomorrow, I just need to figure out who it is first but I'll get back to you on that."As I leave the lecture hall I feel lighter, I can finally get some insight from someone who actually understands this stuff. Hopefully they accept taking on tutoring me, I hadn't thought about the fact that this person has stuff going on too. I might come off as a burden but I had to try, this is my last chance.
I didn't get a lot of sleep, I don't sleep often due to the amount of assignments I usually have piling up on my desk.
I head down a little early to grab a coffee from the café and I see a man in a blue button up sitting at a table with a few other people, but his eyes are locked on me. I have never seen him before, I'd definitely remember if I did because he was a sight to see to put it mildly.
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