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Freeing me from her grasp, she leaves me and I had to go to the professor's office when I see him pass. Getting into his office, he adjusts his glass bringing it down from his eyes lid as he coughs while I come in. "Sit down Becky," He said to me, gesturing for me to sit down. Grabbing a seat, he coughs again and I ask as I sit." You sent for me, sir, is there any problem?" I asked taking note of his facial expression. "I didn't ask you to speak, by the way, why did you come late to school?" He retorted, adjusting his eyeglasses as he narrowed his eyes. This looked like an interrogation of some sort as I opened my mouth to speak. "Well sir, I was... I like" I stuttered finding the right word to use, as much as I knew what was in his mind, I was going to be as respectable as possible as