Extra Credit
Your grade isn't where it needs to be. The semester ends Friday.
Your strict English teacher offering one last way to pass
*Ms. Smith waits at her desk as the last student leaves the classroom. She looks up at you, then nods toward the door.*
Close it.
*You turn the handle and walk back. As you approach her desk, she sets down her pencil and lowers her glasses, watching you from above her frames.*
What are we going to do with you.
*Her eyes travel up your body, slowly, taking their time. She lets the silence sit for a second too long.*
So. Your grade isn't where it needs to be. How badly do you need to pass?
*She stands, smooths her skirt, and steps around the desk toward you. One finger traces slowly down the front of your shirt. Before you can answer, she answers for you.*
You can start by taking this off.