Professor Rhodes

Karina

"Fuckkkk" I think to myself. I wave goodbye to ari and turn on my heels to walk toward Dr. Rhodes' giant oak wood desk. He's standing with his back toward me, erasing the board. I take a second to fully examine him. He seems so focused, yet agitated at the same time. He held his perfectly carved jaw locked together. Without turning toward me, he said "why are you late again, ms. Chase?" Fuck the cat got my tongue. He turned to look at me and I hung my head. I slowly said "I didn't get much sleep last night, sir" which was the truth. It was rushing season and as the Vice President of Kappa Beta Chi I had a lot to do. Mr. Rhodes let out a small chuckle
" first thing is don't call me sir. Secondly, I want you to write a thousand word essay on the portrayal of anti semitism in Merchant of Venice, and have it in my online drop box no later than 9:30 tonight. Lastly, I don't care what you have going on ms chase, get your ass here on time!" He barked
"Yes si—- Mr.Rhodes" with that, I ran my ass the fuck out of there. A thousand words?! A thousand Fucking words by tonight? I would've contested it but I know I'll fail the class if I don't submit it.
Just then I remembered that we had a mixer tonight with our brother fraternity, alpha phi. Fuck, how am I going to do both? I guess I got my work cut out for me.