“Can I copy this, do we have a printer in here? I can read it overnight?” I asked already rushing up with the papers in hand. Who knew what could be changed overnight.
“Yes, it is on the desk.” The man said, standing up with me. We walked there, him unstapling the document while the certificate was copying. My eyes stared at the gadgets before me. There was another one I had not noticed, a square gadget bigger than the phone yet smaller than the laptop with what looked like a white pencil besides it. I had seen it a couple of times with people using it to take notes in class. My finger was on the desk, moving it slowly towards the gadgets but drawing back when they were close to touching. I just felt so nervous, the excitement boiling in me having me nervous.
My eyes snapped back
