Broken Lens by Shannon Dermott

Author:Shannon Dermott [Dermott, Shannon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: S. Dermott
Published: 2015-04-30T04:00:00+00:00

twenty-nine

It was said that words couldn’t hurt you, but the ones I read, tried their best to scare me into actions I couldn’t predict.

I fisted the paper causing it to wad up in my hand before I unceremoniously dumped it in my desk drawer. I added the envelope to settle on top of the previous letters before I rammed the drawer closed. It slammed so hard; the desk rattled. There was no way anyone knew my secret, no one alive anyway. I wanted to yell at the idiocy of it all. There was no specific threat if I didn’t comply. So, I left the worry about it in the drawer in which it was stored.

Instead, it was time to get other priorities in order. The weekend was done. We’d won the game. Coach was happy, and I needed to catch my professor during office hours. I had to discuss my Psychology grade. There could be hell to pay with Coach for missing weight training. Hopefully, when I explained my reason, he would understand. Otherwise, there could be the dreaded running of stadium stairs in my future.

The corridor that held the professors offices was quiet. When I knocked, a soft voice chimed, “Come in.”

I opened the door, and my nostrils were immediately assaulted with the scent of perfume. Professor Saxon had been dubbed Professor Sex around campus, another reason her classes were usually filled with more guys than girls. She tended to associate any lecture topic she gave with a sex theme. Perched behind the desk with the stem of a pair of glasses between her painted lips, she gave off a fuck me vibe. Her top dipped in a V, and I was momentarily drawn to her cleavage like a dog to a bone. I quickly glanced away before I sat down.

“Mr. Hart, how can I help you today?”

Her eyes were a bright gray if that were possible. I focused on them. “Two things.”

She cocked her head to the side as if to say go ahead.

“First, I wonder if there is anything I can do to raise my grade.”

One of her perfectly shaped brows arched and I realized how my words may have sounded. I didn’t back down though. She had to know what I meant.

She placed her glasses on and shuffled a few papers on her desk. A few seconds later, she abandoned her search in favor of tapping a few keys on her computer.

She dipped her head to look at me over the rim of her glasses. “You’re on scholarship and currently you have a D in my class.”

The D thing was a new experience for me. Even during my most destructive year of high school, I’d never gotten anything lower than a B on my report cards. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat.

“Currently, we are discussing the unit on personality development.” She glanced up at me and took off her glasses as if she didn’t need them to see me. “However, I will allow you to re-write your last two papers.

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