Why!

Everyone's entering the classroom and of course the last to enter was the well known 'Sexy' professor Gale. He was 5'10, had a fit body. It didn't take a scientist to see that at the end of every day he went to the gym….and with that chiseled face of his, he could easily date any of these women on this campus. All the girls loved him and there is even this rumor going around about him actually being intimate with his female students.

I never really cared for him because he has this huge ego, and it makes my blood boil whenever he calls on me in class, because I feel like he does it just to mess with me.

When class was almost over, professor Gale called on me and said,

"Ms Carter?"

"Professor?"

"I'm going to need to see you in my office five minutes after class ends."

"Is there something wrong?"

"Just come see me after class."

"O...kay."

As soon as this week's assignment was collected and next week's assignment was handed out, class was finally let out.

Before going to professor Gale's office, I stopped by the vending machine to get a candy bar and head straight for his office. Knocking before slowly opening the door I say "Hi! Professor Gale, it's Crystal Carter? You wanted to see me?"

"Oh yes! Come in come in, Don't be shy."

I enter his room and looking around his office I already feel uncomfortable, the lights were dimmed, and there was an 'L' shaped couch sitting at the far left side of his office with a coffee table accompanying it.

"Come come, sit." Gesturing towards one of the two stiff looking chairs that sat in front of his desk, I go sit in the chair sitting off to his right.

"Is there something wrong? Did I do anything wrong, professor?"

"Actually….yes, yes you did.."

"I've completed and turned in every assignment on time, not only that, there has only been two times when I came to class late...so what's the problem?"

"Research paper number two that you turned in seems to have been plagiarized." Hear such ludacris words come out of his mouth, I scrunch up my face because I know for a fact that all of the work that I turn in is my own.

"How could that be possible? I know for a fact that every assignment that I turned in is of my own work.." With a smirk on his face he says, " are you sure about that?"

"Yes I am a thousand percent sure!"

"I'm giving you one last chance to fess up, because I have proof of your plagiarism."

"Yes I am positive that my research paper is not plagiarized."

"Well if that's the case I am going to have to take this to the board, and you'll be expelled from this college….unless?"

"Unless WHAT!?"

"I know that this is your last semester here before you graduate." At this point he started to look very creepy, he was staring at me like I was standing in front of him naked or something, and I know for a fact that I came to school today fully dressed; Some may even say overly dressed.

"What's your point in saying this professor Gale?"

"I could help you erase this little incident here, and you won't have to worry about getting expelled from school. But only…" Breaking off mid sentence, professor Gale approaches me very slowly…..Me noticing that something was off, I instantly stand up to leave. But before I could even stand up, Professor Gale grabs both of my hands and yank me up. Now I'm face to face with him, inching closer and closer to my face he says " and where do you think you're going?" Seeing how close he'd gotten to my lips, I turn to look the other way but he aggressively grabs my chin and pulls it back, squeezing so hard, tears started running down my face. It felt like he was to squeeze it any harder it would break. "Why are you doing this professor Gale?"