Uh Oh

The ringing bell sounds all around, crawling into my ear and vibrating my very soul. Step by step my feet bring me forward; closer and closer to my destination. The door. The room. My body quivers as I continue forward. I'm there. The door, just one more step, "Uh oh...” my voice stops abruptly, my breath is caught in my throat. He's there. A shadow looms over his face, his large frame blocking my way to my seat and to safety. The eyes of a predator must have been stolen, as those eyes could only be possessed by the coldest hearted beast. His top lip curled up in a snarl like an angry wolf's at a foe. The sagging of his chin hung over the untidy tie; in such a way that it looked like his face was melting wax. Head tilting upwards my eyes meet his, but my voice is no where to be found. Slowly....surely....I find it and speak up. "I-I'm sorry I'm late Mr. Whitely."