Part of the reason I needed the job was to save up to buy a car.The next morning, my alarm went off at 5:15 and I felt like I wanted to cry. I dragged...myself out of bed and directly into the shower. I started washing my shoulder-length brown hair. "Fuck!," I thought as I realized I wouldn't have time to dry it. I should have skipped my hair, but it was too late now. I finished my shower and threw on some clothes. I packed a change of clothes, too, in case I got messy at work.It was a chilly. We couldn’t say much more, as Professor Allen stood in front of the room, and welcomed us to the school. He talked about what we would be doing during the week; the aim of the course, how he hoped we would find it interesting and instructive. He hoped we would consider enrolling in a computer science degree at the University.He talked about what is involved in the course; actually, the two options, one doing an electrical engineering degree, the other a science degree. Most of what he said. They didn't bother with luggage, not when it was just as easy to store things in the cave and either pop back to change or teleport what you needed to where you were.At the FBI offices, Will quickly scanned computer screens and documents, moving his mind methodically from office to office, top to bottom, searching each floor of the building for evidence of someone who might be working on terrorism. He had just spotted a document in a stack of reports on someone's desk that seemed to come from a. "Do not anger me Robert! You are not above my wrath!" I'm also the only one who can get your vampire blood to sizzling." He spoke. "Kill me ... but I'll be hard to replace." You think very highly of your skills Robert!" Yuri spoke, her eyes still smoldering orbs of red, "Perhaps too highly."The Colonel shrugged. "I just listen to the sounds you make when I'm pile driving your tight ass. They're quite delightful. Unless of course you are just faking them, in which case you can just kill me now..