Chapter 17: Threat and Panic

"Mitch, class is dismissed." Said my professor in Design. I looked up at her and looked around the classroom and saw that I was the only student left in the classroom.

"Sorry miss. I'll just clean up before going." I replied while smiling at her then started cleaning my workplace.

"I love the passion you have for fashion, but please take it easy Mitch. I'll get going then?" she said then head out the door.

"Sure miss. Sorry for holding you up." I called out to her, she turned around and smiled at me as acknowledgement that she heard me.