I blew out a breath as I hurried into my Latin class. Whew, I just made it. I’d just sat down as my professor came in and closed the door. I took a second while he was pulling out his notes to catch my breath and get my book and notebook out. Sheesh, it was a long run across campus from the music building. My violin professor had been a jerk today, nitpicking every single note until I wanted to slug him one. I kept my hands to myself. But because of him being a turd, I missed the bus that would have saved me ten minutes and had to run across campus. Mean old snake.
“Good morning, everyone. Let’s pick up where we left off yesterday. I trust all of you finished reading the passage. Liliana, why don’t you start us off?”
I opened my books amid the groans from some of the slackers in the bac
