Burned Out Flames

Chapter 3

Another day listening to the professor talk about his problems with his wife at home as if we are his therapists is driving me insane and I'm trying my hardest to stay awake.

Why do I take this class again ?

I might as well just ignore the guy and give myself another self taught lesson and by the looks of it everyone else is doing the same.

" Excuse me professor , as much as I would like to hear about how your wife doesn't give you shoulder rubs after a long day , I think we could all appreciate if you actually stuck to the lesson and taught it ", Someone said.

Finally! Someone said it and it's about time because I damn sure wasn't going to say anything. " Pardon me ", Professor responded.

" Yeah go see a couples therapist or something! " , Another voice yelled. Soon the room became filled with complaints and " friendly " advice then everyone began to walk out of the classroom.

Well , I guess I got myself a free period or at least 30 minutes left of it. Just like everyone else I grabbed my things and walked out of the class.

There was no use of staying so I can hear him complain about how his students aren't helping him with his personal problems.

I have problems myself and honestly I have no time for anybody else's. I was was on my way back to the dorm when I bumped into something or someone. I could have sworn there were no walls or poles in the middle of the hallway so it must have been a person.

" I'm sorry ", A masculine voice said to me. I looked up and my face went completely blank , " You should be ", I responded and walked away. Why now out of all times ? I heard footsteps behind me and I'm sure he's following me , " I am , which is why I said it ", He said.

" Why are you following me , do you have nothing better to do ? ", I asked.

" I want to get to know you ", He said.

" You already know me ".

" No I know the old you , I want to get to know the new you ", He responded.
I stopped and turned to him , " What do you really want ? ", I asked.

" One more chance ", He pleaded. I do believe in second chances but not everyone deserves it. " Fine , We can be acquaintances ".

" Not even friends ? ", he asked.

" Nope not even ". He sighed.

" Alright , I'll take what I can get ", He said then held out his arm. " What are you doing ? ". " Second chances means getting a new start ".

This guy really is something else but I guess he has a point. I grabbed his hand and shook it , " Hi , My name is Akilah ".

He smiled , " Pleasure to meet you Akilah , I'm Archer ".