“Good morning,class. Are you ready for quiz ? ,” My lecturer asked enthusiastically.
“Ohhh,noooooo....” class committed to sigh. It grew noisy,people chattered here and there showing their unreadiness. It’s almost everyone here looked confused, nervous,and felt unready for the upcoming quiz which was the last quiz of this semester. Only a few of us seemed indifferent about the test.
“Give us a second,miss,” one of my friends begged.
“Sure.”
It was my last quiz of this semester before the last term was about to begin,so it would be my last time to see my english lecturer at class on this term. It’s Miss Tania I did usually call her. Miss Tania was a generous woman. In her middle twenties and of Arabic descent, she looked fresh, charming and undeniably good-looking. She had a fair complexion with brown eyeballs plus a pointed nose and sexy slight lip. She was used to putting on a fashionable veil on her head covering her hair, a long sleeve blouse, and a skinny but trendy jeans during teaching at class. She was simply gorgeous every time she was teaching. Her personality was as stylish as her outlook. She was decisive,punctual,caring,brilliant,and most of all,professional. She was good at teaching and innovative. Never did anyone get bored of her teaching method. Thousand people might have fallen for her and apparently,I could be one of them. To be frank,I was personally interested in her.
