she couldn’t take her eyes off of him. His droll voice was keeping her attention, that’s for sure. Maybe she just liked Steinbeck. My fellow students packed up their belongings around me but it wasn’t until one of them shoved past me that I really noticed class was over. I sat there like a tool watching her gather her things and get ready to go. I held my breath as her hips swayed side to side while she stepped down the stairs leading to the door. I came to a quick revelation. I like black skirts—a lot. I think I like blue hair too. I realized that I didn’t know anything about her and wanted to badly. I grabbed my stuff and headed to the door looking up and down the hallway but came up short. She was gone. I had missed my opportunity. A little bummed, I headed to the Union to meet up with Dylan for lunch and to possibly clobber him for not letting me sleep. I got my tray, picked out my lunch, paid and walked out to find our regular table. He was already there with a huge cup of coffee. I didn’t know why in the hell he was tired, I was the one he was keeping up all night. I sat down and groaned. Dylan looked up from his books and said, “What up man? You look beat.” I glared at him. “Because you keep me up all night snoring like a damned bear.” “Come on, it can’t be that bad. The girls don’t complain.” I rolled my eyes at him and dug into my burger and fries. “So, Friday night, you’re still coming right?” He looked excited. “I hate those frat parties. You know that.” I flicked a fry at him. “Yeah, but who’s gonna make sure I get home ok? You wouldn’t want something bad to happen to your best friend would you?” I squinted my eyes and looked to the side like I was thinking about it. “Come on dude, if for nothing else, you gotta see my hot date.” “Ugh, fine. But this is the last one. All I do is stand there and watch you make an ass of yourself and then bring you home so you can puke all morning.” “Who knows? Maybe you’ll meet a chick at this thing. You know, go on an actual date?” “Oh shut up and eat.” I said as he laughed at me.
Finished with my classes for the day, I snuck back to the dorms to take a nap. I flopped into the bed and by the time I woke up it was almost nine at night. Dylan was at his desk studying. He had his iPod blaring. I could hear the music even with his earbuds in. I pulled my pillow over my head and went back to sleep. But before I did, I remembered the blue haired beauty.
5. Nellie
After American Lit I ran to the sandwich shop on my way to work and grabbed a salad. I went straight into the back and sat at the small table set up for employees. Cindi joined me. She was eating some weird looking Thai food that made me question her sanity. We ate in silence. It seemed like she was distracted by something, but I didn’t push it. I worked my whole shift this time and helped Cindi close the shop. I went back home and Amber had made dinner and was waiting for me at the table. “Thanks. I’m starved.” I slumped down into the chair and munched while she started to talk. “OK, so I want to tell you about Dylan.” I nodded instead of talking because my mouth was full of chicken. “ Ugh,