Psychology

"My next class is AP Psychology with Mrs. Carter." Nate said.

"Perfect! She doesn't allow phones in her class does she?"

"No," he replied.

"So, why not go?"

"Really?" he asked.

"Yes, I hereby dismiss you from my office, concluding our session for today. I will hold on to your clothes and you may stop by to retrieve them at the end of the school day. Oh, and don't forget your bag." She said as he gathered all of his remaining belongings and left the safety of her office.

Nate was giddy with excitement. Miss Cole is a perv! All it took was a little lowering of the inhibitions, no more than the equivalent of a few drinks, and she shows her true colors. He will definitely be scheduling more meetings with her in the future. After all, he only had a few months left of high school left before he graduates and he has to take advantage. He was still reeling over these thoughts while walking out of the main office, past the now busy secretary. So busy she didn’t even bother to look up as she wished him well.

“Bye sweetie, hope that was helpful. Miss Cole is really good at her job, you know.”

Nate was beaming as a free-balled it into the empty hallway is his school. He enjoyed his slow walk across the entire campus despite. Psychology class, with its reputation as a “soft science,” was moved into one of the trailers outside and man did that sun feel good on Nate’s body when he stepped through those double doors. He soon found himself at his destination and knocked on the door before hearing a gleeful “come in” and entering what was previously his least favorite class.