"To the basic story Shakespeare added new and colorful characters, such as the Nurse, who brought different perspectives on the theme of love. If Romeo and Juliet is the ultimate play about love, it is important to remember that there are many different views of love in the play and that this complexity is Shakespeare's primary addition to the story he inherited." Professor Collins speak, my mouth was slightly parted as i just gazed at this man in front of me. The fifty five year old twirled around and pointed to the white board, "Every story begins and ends with love, their must be love!" He gave a chuckle making everyone smile. "Two kids fall in love, get in over their heads, violence ensues, the law gets involved, they end up misunderstanding.Romeo kills himself; Juliet discovers his body and kills herself.One cause for this tragedy is provided by Brooke.Some wild, irresponsible, unsupervised adolescents in a moment of sheer stupidity do something that is irreversible.We read about this all the time in the newspapers.What causes the tragedy?The immaturity of both Romeo and Juliet."

Biting the bottom of my lip i fully understand the concept of Shakespeare, he as well was in love, he portrayed it in an magnificent way than no man can ever do, He would die for love. But in this generation will man die for woman? I think not. "Lets start with Act II, Scene 5," Professor Collins mumbled waiving his hand telling us to open our books. " We now move to scene 5, with Juliet back at her house, waiting desperately for the nurse’s return.We are gong to take a look at the first speech that Juliet has.I want you to notice how she expresses her impatience in two kinds of way.First is the language in which she makes all kinds of references to the traditional symbols of love and second is where she expresses her impatience in very childlike terms that a thirteen year old girl might use."

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This lecture sure shined a bright light on my current situation on how life and love and death plays in one. And i am sure the current situation does involve death. The death of me. My hand slowly formed into a small fist as i knocked on the door of my Ethics and Morality professor's office. Licking my dry chap lips i brushed my hair back waiting for the door to opened. My heads were sweating as my heart skipped a beat, a beat i can't dance to.

"Come in." There is my queue, I opened the brown wooden door stepping into office. My breath caught in my throat as i witnessed Andrew sitting behind his desk. He slowly looked up glaring at me over his reading glasses. "Close the door." I obeyed instantly shutting the door with my foot. My Iron Man bag clenched to my body like it was my life raft. "Sit." I moved towards the red leather chair across from his slowly sitting down, scared out of my wits that's for sure. "I want you do some research, here is the list." He slid the white paper over to me with no face expression at all.

"Okay." I nodded seizing the paper from the desk. Quickly scanning it through i bobbed my head. "When do you require it?"

"Today." He mumbled pointing to the sofa in the corner of the sofa. "You can do it there." Without yet again looking at me he went on with his work. Uh... Okay than. I stood up from the chair moving my way to the sofa. This is really uncomfortable. Removing my laptop from my bag i placed it on the sofa.

History of ethics and how it has prosper. Number one. Opening the laptop i went into my search engine. My lips became dry once again but eyes were glued to the screen. I can't look at him, it was improbable.

A one second tune went off on my laptop as a bubble popped up. Carrie's profile picture appeared. *I am guessing you are at the 'its alright guy's' office yeah?*

*Yep! I am sitting on the sofa, doing research. Do you know how uncomfortable this is?* I closed the bubble and picked up my note pad. "Victoria." My head shot up with my eyes widen. He said my name. "I want you to go to library and get the eight books i have reserved." He leaned back removing his reading glasses. Andrew brushed his hand over his complexion sighing heavily. He looks tired...

"Okay." I nodded pushing myself up from the sofa. I grabbed my wallet leaving my laptop and bag on the sofa. "Anything else?"

"No." He answered making me roll my eyes. Stop being so clipped, jeez. i walked to the door opening it but not before he said my name again making me twirl around. "Don't roll your eyes, its unattractive, and a matter of fact rude."

I had no words coming out, i had nothing. But if i could say something it would be 'I can roll my eyes teach! suck it up' But no. Nada. I just gave a nod and walked out of the office not even bothering to take a last glimpse at my professor. My feelings for him is going down, down, down. He is more annoying than loving, more rude than hot. All bets were off, i hated him.

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fifteen minutes of running like a crazy person up and down the campus, searching for the library i finally caught the huge building in my eye sight. With a breath of relieve i walked over to the woman and gave a soft smile. "Books for Biersack, eight. He did nor really give me a description."

The old woman laughed and shook her head. "He is like that, really clipped." You have no idea library woman. She hand me the books and gave a smile. "Have a good day."

"Doubt it." I twirled around and stepped outside with a heavy growl. Walking down the yellow brick road i stopped biting the inside of my cheek. Maybe i should get him coffee. "Two triple red eyes please." I hand the man fifty. He placed the coffee on the books as i instructed. "Keep the change." I nodded as a thank you and walked back to the office.

Two minutes struggling to open the door i finally managed it and walked in. Andrew was still in the same position he was. "Books." I announced myself. Placing the books on the red coffee table i grabbed one cup of coffee sitting it on his desk. "I thought you might like a coffee."

Andrew looked up and grabbed the coffee sipping on it. "How did you know?"

"Know what?" I asked dumbfounded.

"That i drink this." He mumbled swaying the cup to and fro.

"I don't." I stated dimly. "But i always drink that when i had a tough night of studying, or something." I gave a bow and walked back to my seat, why the hell did i just bow? As i sat down Andrew's jaw clenched. "You're welcome." I whispered.

" I did not say thank you." He mumbled popping the cap of the the mug. He grabbed something out of his drawer, as it look like a flask and threw amount of drops in the coffee.

This is gonna be a long day.

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