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I was doubly nervous when one of my block mates came out who passed what he lacked in the sem, I'm next and will talk to my prof. This is my last conversation. I feel like I will lose the dean's lister because I didn't pass on time.

I entered the office and smiled, hugging the folder and my laptop now. Sit in front of it. I have a presentation that needs to be done to make up for what I lacked when I was lost and what I overcame.

"Good afternoon Sir Homer," I greeted and handed over the folder. He is the youngest prof here, the same age as the prof who got a student pregnant in another course and what I know is that he is chronic in his relationships with his students.

"Kourtney, I'm not going to swim anymore. I don't know if you'll get back the grades you should have gotten if you passed early. This presentation is useless, I am being honest now." He put the folder on the table. I kept it up, so why is that?

"I will present what I have now. Even if the grade I get is not that high, S