College & Contemplation

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Peter POV:

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Peter POV:

"Today will set the pace you give yourself for my class!" The male professor said in front of the classroom.

I sat towards the back because I hated to be singled out, but I could already tell this was going to be alot more difficult than I realized.

The classroom was huge, it probably contained close to one hundred students inside one room, which was a vast difference than high school by a long shot.

Everyone had their own laptop and had to type everything he said because he never wrote notes on the board.

"If you aren't a note take I suggest you become one, my class is very strict and is done in a fashion that pertains to your attention. Listen. Document. and give me your undivided attention at all times."

He added walking from one side of the classroom to the other.

"Gentleman" he said looking around getting all of our attention.

"If you are an athlete, I do not care. Your education is your own commitment. I do not set curves in my classroom. There will be no added work for grades if you simply can't do the work I provided originally, then you will have to endure the grade given to you by fault of nothing other than your own. This isnt high school, you do not get special treatment. Do the work, focus, learn to juggle the things you want and if you can't transfer, but I promise no other professor will pity your lack of skills in their classes either"

He said making contact with me, I felt a lump in my throat as the reality of my once high school experience was over and I wasn't quite sure just what I was in for with the descion I had made to go to such a prestigious college. Maybe my instinct was right, I wasn't made for this kind of pressure and this serious of a school... but I was at least going to try.

I also had my mind on things that shouldn't have even been made into something at all. I texted Camreigh but still nothing, I knew she seemed upset but not even a reply?.. this isn't how I wanted to start off my morning.... I wanted a sweet facetime call with the girl I loved and missed more than I could ever describe but maybe I came off harsher when I really just meant to be playing...

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