The voice agrees to see her today.

The voice on the other end of the line sighs, letting Marissa know that she'd won. "Fine. I'll make preparations, though I hadn't planned to begin for another few days. Nonetheless," The voice sighs again, and says, "Go to room 304 of Marian Hall. That's the third floor."

"Do I got there now?" Marissa asked eagerly, trying not to ogle a group of girls going by and failing miserably.

"If you must. I might be slow getting there as I gather materials and what-not."

"Oh thank...." she began, only to realize he'd cut her off. She still had no idea if he was a professor or a student, but she knew he had to be one of them.

With hope in her heart for the first time in years she dug out her campus map and set off to find her (hopeful) savior.