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"This is too weird, like, sick twisted completely wrong and messed up weird! How did we even end up like this? Where did all this come from what went wrong?"

{Three years prior...}

Darren was outside on the campus lawn just a ways from the science building taking his lunch break, or what little he had left, to enjoy the out doors. It wasn't the sunnyest of days but it wasn't exactly too drabby either. Slightly overcast. Despite the lack of sun though Darren had to stay under the shade of his beach umbrella, after all for an albino he had to be extra careful about the sun's UV rays.
It was a great place to be for now. As long as it didn't decide to rain that is. Then Darren would have to go inside the building, into his classroom and wait there until the last class was over. Oh how he hated being the Zoology professor. He could have done anything else but instead he took the eaesy classes in school and got a degree to teach Zoology. Now he regretted that and wished he had stayed in the Armed Forces a little longer. Maybe then he and Sandy would have had a chance.
Oh well, past was past and...was that a raindrop? Yeah, because here came the thunder. It was time to go inside and wait.
"Welcome." Darren said to the first student who came to class. Someone there earlier than him, an over achiever who had her homework on his desk in a neatly done little stack. He hated those type students, they always over did things and had to make him work harder at trying to grade it. Pretty soon the rest of his students came fileing into the small room. A larger stack of homework papers made itself a nuisance on Darren's desk. The only thing he could look forward to in this job was that pay check at the end of the week.
"Good evening class, I see everyone brought their homework in, nice to see that you all want to pass. Either that or this was an easy assignment." He said as he began to put up the agenda for the day on the board. "Today we are going to go over the anatomy of Rana Catesbeiana, or the American Bullfrog. I know I know you've dissected frogs in Highschool, or junior high, or even elementary school. Well, consider this a refreashment thanks to the early time of the class."
An hour had passed by so slowly. But alas, he had no more classes to instruct this week, and the rest of the week was his to grade and then enjoy. Now, all he had to do was remember where he parked his beemer.