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    Grow Old With Me – (Chapter: Can’t Keep My Hands Off Of You)

    “No, I’ll just say I was sick or something. It’ll work,” I said.

    “Alright, fine. But if I have to drop the class out of sheer embarrassment after this, I’m not going to be happy,” she joked. I put some makeup on and changed into some of Spencer’s clothes since I had fallen asleep in mine last night. And after stopping for coffee and aspirin, we headed towards the professor’s office.

    The door was open and a plain-looking, thirty something was sitting in a chair with headphones on, scribbling something down into a notebook. When he noticed us, he took the headphones off and began to stand up.

    “Miss Carlin! And, I see you’ve brought a friend,” he said, staring at me rather intensely.

    “Hi, Ashley Davies,” I introduced myself.

    “I know, I’m a fan,” he said as he shook my hand. “Tom Meyers, nice to meet you. So, what can I do for you?”

    “Um, okay, well I understand that Spencer accidentally fell asleep in the middle of this morning’s test. And I just wanted to explain… yesterday, I got a case of food poisoning and Spencer was up half the night taking care of me. So it’s my fault that happened. If there’s anyway she could retake the test or something… I would really appreciate it.” Wow, I should be an actress.

    “Well unfortunately, I don’t give retakes,” he began, “But, this is a rather unique position we’re in, given your profession…. how about this: if you’ll come and teach a class, maybe play a song or two, I’ll give Spencer a small, special extra credit assignment that, if completed fully, will award her the missing points on the test.”

    “Wait, teach a class? On what?”

    “Well I guess ‘teach’ is the wrong word. Just, you know, talk about your band, how you got started, who your influences are. Maybe bring in a few recordings of them.”

    “Alright, deal. When should I come in?”

    “Spencer, when is our next class?”

    “Um… Thursday at 10,” she replied.

    “Does that work for you?” he asked. I pulled my Blackberry out and checked the calendar, which was mainly the only reason I even had it in the first place.

    “Yup.”

    “Great, I’m looking forward to it. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a class in a few minutes.”

    Comments

    1. awww….cute. and damn…they were freakin horny! lol. sorry i havent commented, but my computer only likes to comment when it wants to…aka its a piece of crap. but welcome back!

    2. Um, I have to leave for work tomorrow at 7:15 a.m. so I’d appreciate it if you could send Spencer around by me at 6:45 a.m. to…make me breakfast…yeah, that’s it, breakfast. Fantastic, as always, Kozmicblues!

    3. awww….cute. and damn…they were freakin horny! lol. sorry i havent commented, but my computer only likes to comment when it wants to…aka its a piece of crap. but welcome back!

    4. Um, I have to leave for work tomorrow at 7:15 a.m. so I’d appreciate it if you could send Spencer around by me at 6:45 a.m. to…make me breakfast…yeah, that’s it, breakfast. Fantastic, as always, Kozmicblues!

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