Furry Herm

She slung her backpack on her back and stomped out of his office slamming the door behind her. ***The next day Charlie went to class, determined to ignore him and more determined not to go to their tutoring session that night. She didn’t need his help anyway. Couldn’t she find someone else that would help her study? Charlie slid into class with a few minutes to spare, Holloman wasn’t there yet and she couldn’t help but overhear a conversation that two of her classmates were having. “So, have you heard about Professor Holloman? ” a doe eyed rabbit who sat across from Charlie whispered to a fox who was sitting in front of her. The fox turned around and looked at her rabbit friend, “No I haven’t,” she shook her head. “Is it good? “”Hell yes! ” the rabbit said excitedly. “I heard the most impossible thing from a friend who had this class a few semesters ago. Apparently she didn’t do too well on one of her tests and so she went to talk to him about it. ” The fox nodded as her friend continued the story. “Holloman told her that if she was willing to do some ‘extra credit’,” the rabbit made the sign for parentheses with her fingers. “That he would make sure that she had the help she needed to pass the next test. “”Okay that’s not a big deal, I’ve had help from professors before too… ” the fox rolled her eyes at the rabbit. …to be continued!