”“Someone slapped you. I can see the hand prints.”I heard sniggers in the class. I wanted to pound whoever it was.“I’m sorry.” he said.“...ay? Who did this to you?”“Nobody.”“Jay, you must tell me.”“It’s nothing.”“Tell me who it is, young man. You don’t want to get into trouble over someone else’s transgressions, do you?”“No ma’am.”“Who was it?”“Michele and Emily.”“Michele and Emily who?”“I don’t know. They’re cheerleaders.”“Does it hurt?”He shrugged and said “Not really.” I knew he was lying.Ms.. Bob was the first to spot me coming through the door. "Hey Professor, welcome!"Bob was obviously drunk and was slurring his words as he spoke, but I yelled back anyway. "Good evening Bob, nice to see that you're still standing." I'm... I'm... very fine and go fuck yourself very much."Hi Professor." It was Brian speaking and although he only sounded a little mellow I could see that he was holding onto the table so he didn't list to one side."Good evening Mr. Assistant Editor, good to see you. More

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