After Class

"Ow!" Maggie yells and moves away from me. The people seated around us turn their attention to us and I cringe even more.

"Okay class. Today, we are just going to discuss the assignment I gave. We are pretty ahead with our course work and I am proud of that. So, I am going to call someone at random to help us out today." Zane's voice booms from the head of the class. Everybody goes quiet. Even Maggie stops her fidgeting.

In moments like this, I am stunned by the deep contrast between this man who commanded attention and respect like this and the man who spoke dirty to me privately. He rarely laughs in class. Yet we laughed together yesterday.

I manage to raise my head and our eyes meet instantly, I look away. My heart starts beating. A cold fist twists my insides painfully with awful nerves. Oh God, he shouldn't pick me for this task. I can barely speak to him and he would pick me to speak to the whole class?

I guess he must think there should be a difference, but there really isn