Kristine tapped her pencil on the mahogany desk, her are crossed, her eyes on the stack of papers she has to configure to place everyone’s skills for the rest of the year. Figure out who would make this class and who she should recommend they get a tutor right away. Her mind wasn’t focused on her work, her eyes kept wandering over the class, the windows that were open to the hot September afternoon, where you could almost smell the turning of the season, yet it was too warm for the leaves to begin turning.  There are posters on the wall, Albert Einstein, the periodic table, a poster of the major arteries in the human body, then a giant white board behind her, with her name neatly printed at the top, and the chapters she wants them to read written on a part she labeled homework. She looked over the lab desks, with the sinks and burners on them, she loved science, but some time she wished she didn’t have to deal with the students some days, of course if she didn’t the master wouldn’t need her….she pushes the thought from her head.<br/><br/>Pushing the long, curly red hair off from her shoulder, she buckled down, getting to work on the papers, she didn’t need to be getting behind. She tapped her tan heal on the floor slowly, the sound echoing through the room. She ran a hand over her pencil skirt, hoping it wasn’t too tight to hike up, she should have tested it before she left the house. She doesn’t even notice that the door opened, when Zeke spoke, she jumped and looked up, pressing her dark rimmed glasses back on her face as they almost fell off when she jumped. She presses a hand to her stomach through her white blouse. “Yes, I am right here” She smiles at him and stands up, feeling a little nervous in his presence.<br/>