"Welcome to English 220, this class is for students who want to pursue writing as a profession. Not only in this class will we work on your weaknesses but we will also work on who you are as a writer and a person." As professor Dante Castro rambled off she couldn't help but take in his physical appearance, tall dark, and handsome wouldn't describe this man even to a tenth degree. There was no way he was any older than thirty years old, but yet here he was standing just feet from her looking like a god. "It already seems I'm boring someone." He took long strides and stood in front of Mila. "Young one please stand up tell the class your name and what year you are in." She hated public speaking she felt as if she would pass out at any moment. "I...my name is Mila Carter and I'm a freshman ." He watched her speak taking note of her curves and beautiful green eyes, he wanted nothing more than to feel how soft her skin was. "Very good, I know this may seem like a filler class but I can assure you that this will help make you a better writer in the end."All Rights Reserved
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