New York City in the year 2023…
It's Monday morning and as usual I am running late to my history lecture , my professor is getting fed up with me at this point *sigh , not only am I always late to his class but I am also not the best student in there ,no let me rephrase that , I am the worst student in his class.
Don't get me wrong though , it's not because I don't like History or that I don't like the professor, i chose History because I am passionate about it since I was a little girl but let's just say that I am bad at writing detailed essays that satisfy my professor and just the standards of a History major student *sigh
Oops I just realized I didn't introduce myself silly me, where are my manners . I am called Avery Miller I am a 22year woman (still feels weird calling myself that lol) I attend New York University with History as my major as my dream job is to become a history professor or an archeologist that is of course if I pass this class.
Back to the story , I am still running late but hopefully I didn't miss a test or something.
As I am racing through the the multiple doors of the building I spot the Dean of the university and he already saw me so I can't run away no more so here goes nothing,
"Good-morning Dean" I say with the most innocent smile I have
"Well good-morning to you too Mrs. Miller , is everything alright?"
"Yes everything is peachy" i stretch it
"Correct me if I am wrong but you are quite late and I wouldn't want you to get in trouble " he said with a sly smile . I might've have forgotten to mention he is a predator type of man, the guy is in his late 40's but pry on young students at on campus , disgusting I know.
"Yes I actually am so I will be on my way sir , have a good day" I don't wait for his answer and continue my unending race to class.
I soon reach the door and take a short breath and open the door.
"Mrs. Miller late again , I am not surprised . We will do the usual after the session but for now take your seat" my professor says with disbelief on his face .
And the usual he was talking about is writing a broad essay on a topic he deems too complex for me , why this punishment well to apparently help me get better at essay writing and research , better than detention at least .
The class is over so I go check on the assignment given to me by the professor.
"For today's research work you are going to write about the ancient kingdom of Alba and make a realistic analysis because there are a lot of magical rumors surrounding the kingdom's epoch. Good luck" Professor Gary seemed very proud of the work he gave me , just great .
*Back at the appartement…
"Sheila I am back" I yell to my roommate /best friend . We have been friends since elementary school, I know cliché but what can I say we both saw each other grow up in the up's and downs of life and now we share this two bedroom appartement in Brooklyn and so far so good.
"I am in the kitchen " Sheila replies , she is on the stove making lunch for us as usual cause I can't cook to save my life .
"How was your lecture today? Considering you were late. Gary didn't go too hard on you I hope" Sheila was definitely mocking me , but wait did she just call him by his first name?
"Oh so since when is it Gary and not professor Gary?"she turned red in réalisation , I caught her even though I had started to suspect this affair of hers
"Um well actually i have been seeing Gary for some time now , outside class hours . He really is a charming man and very cultured so I guess it was natural" she finishes blushing . OMG this is the news of the yearrrrrr.
"So y'all are in a relationship, relationship? Or it's just a fling? Cause I do admit he is a serious man who is the type to settle down and all but I want to make sure you two are clear on where you stand" the atmosphere becomes more serious, it's really rare for me to be serious and not goofing around but it's an important discussion.
"We have discussed about it but we both decided to take it slow and first get to know each other before getting into a serious committed relationship, i know it's risky and it might end badly cause he can still go hang with other women but I'm willing to give this a chance and if he does screw up it's his loss" she says the last phrase as a matter of fact . She will never change huh, always calculates risks and decides logically and realistically of her next steps , what a friend I have .
"Ok okay as long as you both know what you are doing you have my blessing though it's awkward considering he is probably tired of my lack of skills in his class *sad laugh " Sheila looks at me with a comprehensive face but later almost bursts into laughter at my complaints
"Today he gave me another essay research assignment for being late. He seemed very proud of himself cause he probably gave me a hard kingdom to cover , he told me it was broad and had mythical/magical rumors surrounding it but hr forbid me from writing on that , he said to write quote on quote "realistic analysis" which translated to boring in my language *sigh he is really lucky I am in this class because I love history or else I would have quit a long time ago" It's really dedication what I do for this class but what can I do , I promised my dad I would make him proud with my writing and show my true potential.
My dad died when I was 16years old , we used to go to museums together to admire artifacts and collect som data for his book reports , that's how my love for history grew until this day . My mom is another story for another time , don't want to talk about it.
"Earth to Avery"i am brought back to reality thanks to that gentle shake *note the sarcasm.
"What were you day dreaming about again? Unbelievable. Anyways good luck on your assignment, the food is ready so go eat I will be going to campus for my lab exercises , bye" and she ran off the door .
Great now it's only me , myself and this assignment that's about to awake my mind. Quite literally.