“Fuck you,” Joe thought.“What was the point?” Gene asked.“It reminded me of the work of Phillip Glass,” said the chunky nerd, “especiall...y his work with Richard Foreman.”“There’s a spiritual element to repetition,” the hairy blond said carefully. “Ceremonies that bring forth altered states. Zen chanting for instance.”“It did bring a transformation,” Sarah agreed. “It began like an argument, even if both said the same things, but it became a union. Visually, if you’ll allow me, the two became. She made me get on a scale and I wasdown to 135 lbs. I promised her I would eat better.I got back to campus just in time to change and head south for the bar.I was the only one on the floor so I just change there. I went down andgot in the car and was off. It was almost 10 by the time I got thereand the place was jumping. There was a new bouncer and so I had to givehim head to get in. I sat down with a couple of my new friends andordered a Cosmo.We partied for a while and soon this really hunky. Deedee had coppery red hair, cropped to just above shoulder-length with some bigger curls in it, the back put up in some kind of clip. Did I mention I had a bit of a thing for redheads? She was rather well built for a freshman, while dressed fairly conservatively, one could not help but notice.“So” I looked at Alexis, hoping to cut to the chase. Eyes everywhere were on us, including my own table of friends.“So.” Alexis looked at me pointedly. “We have plans for you this spring and summer.. I don't believe that he could even teach freshmen now that he can no longer do Magic," she continued and paused for several seconds."What I need is an interim Head for the Magic Department. It will be necessary to have someone to run the department while we advertise the position and see what response we get. As the ranking Magic Professor on staff, I would like you to take the position of Head of the Department until we find a permanent replacement," she told me."What about my classes? I won't.