Rock's professor was a cute, perhaps thirty-five-year old Asian woman. He had only seen her a once or twice, or however many times he had attended her class, which he remembered as something from the advanced biological sciences. There was one other student in the lab when Rock walked in.
He approached the professor, and it suddenly occurred to him that this wasn't the only class he had so frequently skipped. It was the first day of October and he knew he was enrolled in three or four others that he hadn't attended since the first week of the semester.
The time had come to turn things around, and Rock hoped to find a sympathetic ear in this pretty and smiling young professor.
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