I'm so sorry

[Miranda Dawson]

Professor Harris nodded to Miranda. "10 inches of parchment," he said, referring to the essay. "No less. That should be enough for you to learn the theory portion of the potion. However, I would try my hand at the potion before too much time passes, it I were you. Tests and surprise quizzes are no strangers to this school."

Miranda nodded as Professor Harris told her to do ten inches of parchment for the essay. She could do that. If Miranda could read, she could also write. Miranda decided that doing the essay right after she was out of Professor Harris's office would be best as she had some free time, anyway. The library sounded like a good place to her.

"I'll send a word to Professor Fremen about your whereabouts. You'll want to stop by his office too, though, because I'm positive he'll have some homework assigned. Sebastian got the parchment and quill out to begin working on the note, intending to hand it in to Will Fremen soon after Miranda left. He took out a bottle of ink and said, "Now, if that's all, I really do have work I need to be attending to. Count yourself lucky that you missed the lesson today; I would if it were me."

After Miranda listened to Professor Harris's words, she grabbed her bag and headed for the door. As she was heading towards the door she couldn't help, but think about why Professor Harris said consider herself lucky that she wasn't in class that day and he wouldn't have been there if he had the choice. Miranda knew that teaching couldn't exactly be fun since some students don't pay attention, but she also knew that it couldn't be all that bad. Miranda stood there in front of the door for a moment, racking her brain some sort of explanation to Professor Harris's words, before she realized where she was and why she was there for.

Miranda turned herself around, blushing like an maniac and said, "Sorry, lost in thought. Ummm... Thank you for putting up with me and my tears. I really didn't mean to start crying."

Then, she headed out the door towards the library, so she could start on the ten inch essay she was assigned to do. No, Miranda didn't find an explanation for Professor Harris's words, but she knew that whatever it was she shouldn't be questioning about it.