The professor

Alan knocked on the frame of the open door and asked, "May I see you for a moment, Mz. Cranston, its about my English Lit paper!?!" "Come in Mr. Ross and have a seat," she said while nodding her head at the empty chair next to her desk, "how may I help you!?!" After sitting down, Alan fumbled with his paper and said, "You gave me a C on my term paper and I really feel that I deserved a much better grade, I worked hard on this paper and I know its better than C work!!!" "Really," she asked, "let me see it please!!!" Alan handed her the paper and watched anxiously as she skimmed through it, hoping that she would immediately see that she had made and error and give him the grade he deserved, but much to his chagrin she replied, "I see no reason to change your grade, this is C work if Ive ever seen it, so dont waste my time with your mewling begging!!!" He slumped back in his chair completely stunned at her chiding, and for a few seconds his mind was like a top spinning out of control, but finally he managed to stammer, "Mz. Cranston, Im desperate, I need to pull an A in your clas... Læs hele novellen