“How was school?” Atty. Growel asked me.
I’m arranging all her cases and sorting out their types before I file them to the circuit court. I looked at her and smiled. It’s been a week since I school started.
I smiled at her. “It’s okay, Attorney,” I replied. “We have yet to meet the professors in person.”
She nodded. “I see. Those professors don’t really appear on the first week, no?”
I chuckled and nodded. “I have yet to experience the real law school,” I told her.
She laughed and shook her head. “Don’t be too excited. It might get rougher than what you expect,” she advised me as she walked to her office.
I nodded. I know how rough those law professors could be. I might be losing sleep for the whole semester.
My phone rang and it’s my aunt. I smiled and took the call while I cont
