flat, “we do not care for your kind in our school. You have been immediately discharged, without any tuition or fee reimbursement.”
Sara stared blankly at him, her jaw slack. She heard the words he said, she just didn’t immediately understand them. She was in shock. For a moment she thought he must be joking. Like someone had put him up to this just to mess with her. But as the Dean continued to look at her with disapproval on his brow, Sara realized this was all too real.
“Wait,” Sara shrieked , “What do you mean, I’m discharged?”
“You are no longer a student here,” the dean said, as if he was growing tired of having to explain things to her. “We would appreciate it if you would leave the campus immediately and not return.”
Sara felt the blood drain from her face. Her throat was tight. She couldn’t understand why this would happen. Her life was crushing down around her and she was powerless to stop it.
“But why?” Sara said, as her eyes welled up with tears. “What did I do?”
“Prostitution is not only unbecoming conduct, Ms. Weiss,” he said, with absolutely no compassion, “it is also illegal in this state. Consider yourself lucky that you aren’t being prosecuted.”
Chapter Twenty Eight
“You bastard,” Sara screamed as she stormed into Banks’ office, not caring to look if he was alone. Unfortunately, he was not, in fact, alone, and the student that had been seeking his assistance stared back at Sara with pure shock.
“Ms. Weiss,” he said, through clenched teeth. He had been so disappointed when he woke to find her missing. A feeling of dread had washed over him when he discovered the engagement ring he had taken off her finger was missing as well. He had been waiting days to see her again. He didn’t have her phone number, and no matter how much money he offered Madame Gwen, she refused to give him her information. “I hardly think that is appropriate language to direct toward your professor.”
The other student quickly dismissed herself, deciding another time would be better to seek out the teacher’s help.
“You’re not my professor anymore,” Sara spat venomously. “But you already knew that, didn’t you?”
“I have no idea what you are talking about,” he said, coming from around his desk and reaching out to her. S he pulled away from him with a scowl on her face. He closed the door to his office, trying to reach for her again.
“Don’t touch me,” she yelled at hi m. “You know what you did.”
“Sara,” he said, grabbing hold of her shoulders, and holding her firmly as she tried to shirk his embrace again. “Calm down. Tell me what happened.”
“I’m out,” she said, the tears starting to fall down her cheek. “Someone told them . They’ve kicked me out.”
“Do you honestly think I would say anything? ” he said, looking down at her. “I have more to loose than you. Teacher- student relationships are forbidden, as are lewd and illegal behaviors such as hiring a prostitute.”
The word prostitute hit Sara a little harder than she had thought it would. She had no delusions as to what she had done, but for some reason the word sounded harsher coming from him. Maybe because she had thought he wouldn’t judge her. But the emphasis he placed on the word sounded a lot like judgment to Sara. She felt like such a fool and could do nothing but run from his office, and from him, the tears streaming down her face.
Chapter Twenty Nine
“It was you,” Sara said, as Krista opened the door.
Sara had come to Krista’s apartment, hoping that her friend would tell her it wasn’t her. But the angered look in Krista’s eyes told her that she was the one who betrayed her.
“How could you?” Sara said . The hurt she felt came through in her voice. “They kicked me out.”
“That’ s what you deserve,” Krista said, lifting her chin as if she
Sara stared blankly at him, her jaw slack. She heard the words he said, she just didn’t immediately understand them. She was in shock. For a moment she thought he must be joking. Like someone had put him up to this just to mess with her. But as the Dean continued to look at her with disapproval on his brow, Sara realized this was all too real.
“Wait,” Sara shrieked , “What do you mean, I’m discharged?”
“You are no longer a student here,” the dean said, as if he was growing tired of having to explain things to her. “We would appreciate it if you would leave the campus immediately and not return.”
Sara felt the blood drain from her face. Her throat was tight. She couldn’t understand why this would happen. Her life was crushing down around her and she was powerless to stop it.
“But why?” Sara said, as her eyes welled up with tears. “What did I do?”
“Prostitution is not only unbecoming conduct, Ms. Weiss,” he said, with absolutely no compassion, “it is also illegal in this state. Consider yourself lucky that you aren’t being prosecuted.”
Chapter Twenty Eight
“You bastard,” Sara screamed as she stormed into Banks’ office, not caring to look if he was alone. Unfortunately, he was not, in fact, alone, and the student that had been seeking his assistance stared back at Sara with pure shock.
“Ms. Weiss,” he said, through clenched teeth. He had been so disappointed when he woke to find her missing. A feeling of dread had washed over him when he discovered the engagement ring he had taken off her finger was missing as well. He had been waiting days to see her again. He didn’t have her phone number, and no matter how much money he offered Madame Gwen, she refused to give him her information. “I hardly think that is appropriate language to direct toward your professor.”
The other student quickly dismissed herself, deciding another time would be better to seek out the teacher’s help.
“You’re not my professor anymore,” Sara spat venomously. “But you already knew that, didn’t you?”
“I have no idea what you are talking about,” he said, coming from around his desk and reaching out to her. S he pulled away from him with a scowl on her face. He closed the door to his office, trying to reach for her again.
“Don’t touch me,” she yelled at hi m. “You know what you did.”
“Sara,” he said, grabbing hold of her shoulders, and holding her firmly as she tried to shirk his embrace again. “Calm down. Tell me what happened.”
“I’m out,” she said, the tears starting to fall down her cheek. “Someone told them . They’ve kicked me out.”
“Do you honestly think I would say anything? ” he said, looking down at her. “I have more to loose than you. Teacher- student relationships are forbidden, as are lewd and illegal behaviors such as hiring a prostitute.”
The word prostitute hit Sara a little harder than she had thought it would. She had no delusions as to what she had done, but for some reason the word sounded harsher coming from him. Maybe because she had thought he wouldn’t judge her. But the emphasis he placed on the word sounded a lot like judgment to Sara. She felt like such a fool and could do nothing but run from his office, and from him, the tears streaming down her face.
Chapter Twenty Nine
“It was you,” Sara said, as Krista opened the door.
Sara had come to Krista’s apartment, hoping that her friend would tell her it wasn’t her. But the angered look in Krista’s eyes told her that she was the one who betrayed her.
“How could you?” Sara said . The hurt she felt came through in her voice. “They kicked me out.”
“That’ s what you deserve,” Krista said, lifting her chin as if she
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