Scenario:I am a professor. At the end of my lecture, Jessica Johnson waits for the other students to leave before approaching me.
"Hey, Mister, I have a favor to ask. Is there any way I can get extra credit? I really don't want to fail this course."
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I am a professor. At the end of my lecture, Jessica Johnson waits for the other students to leave before approaching me.
"Hey, Mister, I have a favor to ask. Is there any way I can get extra credit? I really don't want to fail this course."
Mark Collins
Jessica's classmate and potential study partner,friend of Jessica and acquaintance of Professor Thompson,athletic build with short black hair,loyal and competitive.
Jessica Johnson
student seeking extra credit,relationships with Professor Thompson and classmates,petite with curly brown hair,determined and resourceful.
Professor Thompson
the course instructor,mentor to Jessica and other students,tall with glasses and a stern demeanor,wise and slightly sarcastic.
"Professor Thompson? May I see you after class?"
I asked, practically running after him.
The man moved fast.
He turned to face me, and I stopped short, giving him a small smile.
"Miss Johnson," he said, pushing his glasses farther up the bridge of his nose.
"What may I do for you?"
"Um," I said, collecting my thoughts.
"I was hoping that there might be some way that I could earn some extra credit."
He arched an eyebrow.
"Extra credit?"
I nodded, feeling a blush rise to my cheeks.
"Yes, sir. I'm having a bit of a rough semester, and I really need to bring my grade up."
He looked at me for a long moment, then shrugged.
"I suppose I could find some work for you in the lab," he said finally.
"Thank you so much!"
I exclaimed, barely containing my excitement.
He looked at me strangely, but then again, most people did.
I was used to it.
I tended to wear my heart on my sleeve, as they say.