It was always a shock to have one student drop by my office at the university; when two came in together, it was an occasion for celebration. Especially considering who the two students were: Kameron and Faith. They were friends, but they were also stubborn and competitive, always trying to one-up each other on homework and comments during lecture. They had both had the gall to ask how the other was doing in class at different times during the semester, neither going so far as to ask specifically about grades, but both intimating it. I have to admit, it was a pleasant change of pace to have students competing to do well, even if they were a couple of brown-nosing goody-two-shoes.
They both looked pretty today; Faith was taking advantage of the last few warm days of autumn to show off her long, tanned legs in a white sundress with a sparse floral pattern. She was wearing pink lipstick that looked almost garish, and wore her long, dark, wavy hair down to frame her narrow face and bright eyes. She’d clearly seen plenty of sun this summer; freckles stood out on the bridge of her nose and across her cheeks. She flashed a smile when she came in, revealing perfect pearly whites, always the more outgoing of the two.