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athletic type to me. She quickly caught on to the skateboard, though. I had a sneaking suspicion this wasn’t her first time. I wondered – just for a second – if perhaps Paris was attracted to Mark’s folksy and laid back attitude. If she was, I couldn’t blame her. Her boyfriend was ugly. What? I said I was shallow.
    Still, Paris didn’t overtly flirt with Mark. For his part, Mark split his time between watching Paris navigate the treacherous sidewalk and trying to engage me in conversation. Luckily for me the conversation was of the mundane variety.
    Which bands did I like? Band of Horses ruled.
    What was my favorite movie? ‘The Goonies’ still stands up today.
    What was my favorite book? ‘Lord of the Rings’ was cool before the movies. It’s still cool after.
    Did I like comic books? No, but I did like super hero movies.
    We had a lot in common. I couldn’t help but smile at him. He was a nice guy. And, after my run-ins with Aric and Rafael over the past two days, it was nice to find a guy I just wanted to hang out with and not picture naked.
    Whew, I wasn’t in heat after all.
    After Paris had monopolized the skateboard for a full hour she brought it over to me. I looked at it dubiously. It had seemed like a good idea in the cafeteria. That really wasn’t the case anymore. Still, I didn’t want to look like a wimp.
    Here’s the thing, skateboards and in-line skates clearly aren’t my thing. I have no sense of balance. I wasn’t on the skateboard five seconds before I crashed to the ground and skinned my elbow.
    Both Mark and Paris tried to cajole me back onto the death contraption but I declined – with profanity. After ten minutes they both gave up and we agreed to walk over to the 7-Eleven for a Slurpee before returning to the dorms.
    While we were sitting at a picnic table outside the convenience store drinking our Slurpees and enjoying the nice weather – and the beginnings of what looked like a terrific sunset – my cell phone vibrated in my pocket.
    I reached for it and saw that it was Will calling. We’d both agreed to wait until Monday to talk. I guess he missed me. I smiled a little bit at the thought. This was going to work out great.
    “Hey,” I greeted him.
    “Hey, how’s it going?” Will was kind of a slacker at first glance. That was only the surface, though. He worked to put himself through school. His parents were moronic hippies that spent more time at Renaissance fairs than raising him and his brother. They even built a teepee in their backyard to live in during the summer. I’m not joking. It was baffling. I think they just did it so they could smoke their peace pipe near nature and not share it with their kids. I had no proof of that, though.
    “It’s going good.”
    “You get your books?”
    “Yeah.”
    “You get all your stuff packed?”
    “Yeah.”
    “You know where all the buildings you have to go to tomorrow are?”
    “Yes, dad,” I sighed in irritation. I could tell Will was smiling on the other side of the phone.
    “You’re all set then, right? You’ve done everything you have to do?”
    “I said yes.”
    “Good, you want to come over and do me ?”
    Wow, I stepped right into that one. “Do I want to come over and do you?”
    “He’s a smooth talker,” Paris giggled.
    I noticed Mark’s eyes had darkened slightly. He was clearly listening to the conversation – even though he was pretending not to.
    “Why don’t you come over here?”
    Will snorted.
    “What was that noise?”
    “I’m not coming to the dorms?”
    “Why not?”
    “I’m a junior.”
    “So?”
    “So, juniors aren’t seen at the freshman dorm. People will talk.”
    “People will talk about what?”
    “They’ll say I’m trying to pick up a freshman or something.”
    “You are trying to pick up a freshman.”
    “No, I’ve already picked up a freshman – a hot freshman.” Well, that placated me a little bit. “A hot freshman that I’ve known for years and been