Chapter 12:

I LOOK AT MY COUNSELOR ROSA .. SAY TO HER GOOD MORNING MAAM ..

MS ROSA HAY MIJA YOU DONT HAVE TO CALL ME MAAM CALL ME ROSA PLEASE YOU MAKING ME LOOK OLD

I LAUGH AT HER JOKE OKAY WILL DO MS ROSA IM NOT MAKING YOU LOOK OLD ..

MS ROSA HERES YOUR SCHEDULE I WANTED TO INFORMED YOU THAT YOUR ENGLISH PROFESSOR IS A NEW PROFESSOR LETTING YOU KNOW HIS NAME IS MR GRAY

OKAY AS I NODS MY HEAD FOR HER TO SEE THAT I UNDERSTAND

MS ROSA LOOKS AT ME .. JUST SMILED AT ME ..

WHAT HAPPEN.. I RESPONDED TO HER BACK CAUSED I GOT SHOOKED ON THE WAY SHE LOOKED AT ME...

MS ROSA OKAY HIS NEW AND REALLY HANDSOME IM NOT GOING TO LIE HONEY BUT HIS HOT IN A WAY I COULD DIVORCED MY HUSBAND FOR HIM .. SHE CRACKED HERSELF OUT...

I WAS LAUGHING AT HER REALLY BAD...I LET SOME OF MY TEARS OUT MY STOMACH HURT LIKE CRAB FOR LAUGHING TOO MUCH...

MS ROSA LOOKED AT ME OKAY IM DONE WITH THIS JOKES YOUR NEXT CLASS YOU WILL BE TAKING WOULD BE ART CLASS WITH DOCTOR KELLY SHES REALLY EASY HONEY YOU DONT HAVE TO WORRY..

MS ROSA YOUR LAST CLASS WOULD BE HISTORY 120 WITH MR MICHAEL SWINGERIN ..

ALL I DID WAS HEARD HER OUT AND SMILED TO LET HER KNOW I WAS THERE AND ALIVE.

I GRABBED MY SCHEDULE FROM HER .. SMILED TO HER

MS ROSA LOOKED AT ME ONE LAST TIME ALL SHE DID WAS NOD BUT OPEN HER MOUTH TO TALK TO ME BUT STOP..

MS ROSA MIJA BEFORE YOU GO .. I WANTED TO REMIND YOU THAT THIS SUMMER YOU WILL BE GRADUATING MIJA AND WE NEED TO SET UP THE PLANS..

OKAY MAAM I UNDERSTAND THANK GOD IM DONE WITH MY CLASSES I HAVE THE EASIEST ONE TO GO ..

MS ROSA SMILED GOOD I WILL CALLED YOU IN FEW MONTH TO GET YOUR CAP AND GOWN MEASUREMENTS .

OKAY MAAM THANK YOU ..

I LEAVE HER OFFICE TO TAKE FEW STEPS TO THE ASSISTANCE SHE HAS ON THE MAIN STATION

TO LET HER KNOW THAT I WILL SEE HER IN A FEW WEEK OR MONTH ALL SHE DID WAS SMILED TO ME AND LEFT THAT PLACE TO HEAD TO MY CLASSES.

I POPPED MY IPHONE OUT ONCE AGAIN PLAY MY RADIO STATION IN PANDORA TO HEARD CAROLEE AND TUESDAY SONGS.

MAKING MY WAY OUT OF THE BUILDING HUMMING MY SONG...

I WAS JUST WALKING AROUND THE SCHOOL MY POETRY CLASS STARTS IN AN HOUR ... READING MY SCHEDULE THINKING HOWS MY PROFESSOR FOR POETRY IS IT POSSIBLE ... MMM NAH HE SOUNDED LIKE THAT MOVIE FIFTY SHADES OF GRAY ... IS IT POSSIBLE O NAH

IT SOUNDS FAKE I JUST LAUGH TO MYSELF... I KEPT WALKING DOWN THE GREEN GRASSY AREA OF CHICAGO UNIVERSITY.

I SAW THIS BEAUTIFUL BLOSSOM TREE WITH A SHADY AREA FOR ME TO SIT DOWN. ...

AND LET MY MUSIC PLAY NONSTOP...

TO BE CONTINUED.....