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“It just ended,” I reply with a sigh.
This is only her second year on campus, but so far, I like her. She’s not too talkative. She’s very bright. She works long hours like I do. So essentially she’s the female version of me. And we’ve become work friends.
“I think it went well,” I say, “but there are so many fucking applicants I don’t see how I could possibly have a chance.”
“Oh, stop,” she says. “You’re educated and passionate about the topic. I don’t see why they wouldn’t take you.”
“Thanks,” I reply.
“That’s not what I came in here for, though,” she adds, crossing her arms in front of her chest. “Are you submitting any students for that grant?” she asks.
“Oh, shit, I forgot about that,” I mutter to myself.
It’s a grant that covers two years of tuition for a student in our class we find promising. The only requirement is that the student be a full-time English major with plans to either teach or write professionally after they graduate. Immediately, no one comes to mind.
At least no one that qualifies.
“I doubt it,” I reply with a shrug.
“Yeah, me neither,” she says. “But I didn’t submit one last year either, and apparently the administration is cracking down. It starts to look bad on our entire program when we can all admit that we don’t have any promising students.”
I let out a disgruntled sigh. “Yeah, I get it, but…” My voice trails as one face comes to mind.
“Looks like you just remembered someone,” she says, noting my expression.
“Yeah,” I say in a mumble. “You remember me telling you about that paper one of my students turned in a few weeks ago?”
“Of course. Are they an English major?”
My mouth turns down into a frown. “No.”
“That’s the problem,” she says. “No one wants to be an English major anymore.”
Damn it, Sadie, I think. It really was the best paper I received in the whole quarter. Hell, it might be the best paper I’ve ever received, period, but that’s how it is with Sadie. It’s like she does it purposely just to piss me off. She has so much potential and chooses to waste it on a business degree, so she can run a sex club.
Not that there’s anything wrong with a sex club or running a sex club, but with skills like that, she could be doing so much more.
“Yeah, I’ll give it some thought,” I say.
“Good luck,” Dr. Hanson replies before disappearing through the door.
As she slips out into the hallway, she almost runs headfirst into the redhead walking straight to my office.
“Oh shit, sorry, excuse me,” Sadie mumbles awkwardly.
“No worries,” Dr. Hanson replies.
As Sadie slides into my office, I feel myself starting to tense. She’s never been in my office before, and there are a lot of people currently in the building, so I hope she’s not here to try anything or cause a scene.
“Hi, Dr. Goode,” she announces casually. “I was hoping you had a moment to talk about this week’s assignment.”
I clear my throat. “Of course, Miss Green, come in.”
She glances behind her before closing the door. I may not love this job, but I don’t want to lose it. And it’s not like having a private meeting with a student is inappropriate, but I feel guilty anyway. The people on the other side of this door might suspect something, and that haunts me as she takes a seat in the chair opposite me.
I stare at her expectantly.
“Relax,” she says. “I really am here to talk about the assignment.”
