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She’s an excited little thing, isn’t she?
Her face tints red, and she shakes her head like it will erase the last paragraph she just recited.
“Anyway, I’m very invested in this class. If there is anything that I can do for extra credit, please let me know.”
Did she just… no there’s no way. This isn’t a porno; this is real life. She’s most likely just trying to butter me up to get an easier “A” out of me.
“Sure thing, Ms.?”
Her eyes widen when she realizes that she never actually introduced herself.
“Oh, I’m Evelyn,” she answers. “Evelyn Blackthorne.”
“Ms. Blackthorne,” I say with a nod and a smile.
Satisfied that she’s left a good impression she walks out like the rest of class, and I’m left alone in the empty classroom.
As I work on what I’m going to go over for next class, Evelyn’s words get me thinking. Designing EasyLove at the ripe ol’ age of eighteen. I went from a high school student to a millionaire over the course of a few years. By the time I could legally drink I could’ve bought the whole damn bar.
Hell, if it wasn’t for Logan I’d be up there with Zuckerberg, but who else would I be saddled with as a co-teacher, but the founder of my app’s biggest rival, Logan Davis Klein.
