tutoring center.

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Thursday afternoon Vincent arrives in the courtyard just outside of the campus cafeteria. He is dressed casually in a warm brown crew neck, dark blue denim jeans, and tan timberland boots as he sits on a black iron side railing fencing the school landscape. A patient hand threads through his ebony thick hair fixating his eyes on your photo campus student ID. The photograph activates the Sophmoro's meticulous scrutiny and invites his curiosity. It captives him, all of your features from your hair, eyes, and facial construct. Amused lips pull upward in a half smile attempting to imagine someone like you landing in the dean's offices so soon. It had only been the first day of the semester What kind of trouble could you have gotten into for the Dean to assign him to be your mentor within the first 24 hours on campus? A question lingered but for now he decided to wait patiently. He was soon rewarded when a herd of students exit from the cafeteria and spot you amongst them.

"You know, it's a little impolite to not answer your phone" He gentle shakes the phone from side to side the pushes to his feet." And leave me unread all day. Especially when it's in your probation agreement to meet me, right?" The grace of his steps position in a foot away within just few strides and cool smiles crawls on his lips. "You're hard to track down."