"Okay guys…remember to go through the text intensively, and turn in your assignments on Monday morning to Garfield; and of course, don't forget the quiz coming up tomorrow morning." The professor said, as he rounded up his teaching, not moved or fazed, even slightly, by the long groans emanating from his students.
Although Emma wasn't concerned about the quiz or assignment which she knew she would be able to scale through with good grades if she got her hand on the right materials, she still groaned out aloud with them, more out of dislike for the too young professor. What had happened to the previous professor? She thought, remembering the old professor who had a thing for Abraham Lincoln, whilst staring abhorrently at the man who was smiling at the students, obviously aware of the effect he was having on the female colony of the class, well, all except her.
