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having sex with for a respectable amount of time.”
    I was getting annoyed again. “What’s your point?”
    “I’m not coming to the dorms.”
    “Well, I’m not walking to your frat house.”
    “I’ll come pick you up.”
    “So you’ll come pick me up at the dorms but you won’t come into the dorms?”
    “Right.”
    “That’s ridiculous.”
    “It is what it is.”
    “I guess you’re sleeping alone tonight then, Mr. Junior.”
    Will paused on the other end of the phone. I could tell he was mulling things over. This hadn’t worked how he thought it would. He decided to try a different tact.
    “I wanted you to meet my frat brothers.”
    “I met them when you moved in two weeks ago.”
    “Not all of them.”
    “I met enough of them. You haven’t met my roommates.”
    “I’ll do that later.”
    “When?”
    “Later.”
    Now I was really getting irritated. “Just come over here.”
    Will decided to dig his heels in. “I don’t want to go over there.”
    “Well, I’m staying here tonight.” I realized we’d both started yelling at one another somewhere in the last few minutes. I struggled to bring my tone down. People were starting to stare.
    “Fine,” Will was clearly as aggravated as I felt.
    “Fine,” I agreed.
    There was an uncomfortable silence. Will finally broke it. “I’ll come over and meet your roommates tomorrow.”
    “Thank you.”
    After disconnecting I couldn’t help but wonder if this wasn’t going to be as great of an arrangement as I had originally thought.
     
     
    Six
    The first day of classes came quick – seemingly too quick, for a slacker like me, anyway.
    Technically, I’m not a slacker. I am academically lazy, though. Things have just always come easy for me when it comes to school (math notwithstanding). I have a borderline photographic memory – which has been a godsend when it comes to schoolwork. Also, I can write faster than most people can read – so that’s also been a benefit. The problem is , the ease in which I’ve approached school has made me indifferent when it comes to pursuing higher education.
    College was going to be different, I promised myself. I was not only going to embrace an academic environment, I was going to pursue it.
    I’m not sure I totally believe it either – but it is a righteous goal.
    My first class didn’t start until 10 a.m., so Paris and I both got up early and got ready. Brittany ’s first class had been at 8 a.m. She’d actually been excited about it. I thought that all classes should have been offered after noon. I didn’t get to decide these things, though.
    I wasn’t sure what time Tara’s first class was but she was gone before Paris and I even got out of bed. Since we still had half an hour before we had to leave, we decided to stuff ourselves with a quick breakfast. I doubted that would be a normal thing – but I figured we might as well take advantage of being up while we could.
    After eating some eggs and hash-browns – I noted with disgust that Paris drowned her breakfast in ketchup – we headed off for our first day of academic success.
    “Are you nervous?”
    Paris and I were going to the same building – even if we didn’t have a class together until later in the afternoon. She was starting off her day with English 101 just like I was – she just had a different professor. After that we had astronomy together and then I finished the day with Journalism 101.
    “No, are you nervous?” I actually wasn’t nervous. I think it was fair to say I was cautiously optimistic.
    “Not really. I just don’t know what to expect.”
    “Me either,” I admitted. “In high school it was easy. I don’t think this is going to be as easy.”
    “I don’t think you’ll have too much trouble,” she said.
    “I hope not.”
    We walked in companionable silence for a few minutes. I could tell something was on her mind. “How’s Mike?”
    “He’s fine.”
    “How’s Will?”
    He’s an asshole, I thought.