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a sip of my chocolate milk. “Is he in
a band?”
    “No, he says he doesn’t want to be. I can’t
remember why.”
    “He doesn’t like fame and notoriety.” I
rolled my eyes.
    She looked surprised. “So you do know
him.”
    Yeah. I could feel the heat rising into my
cheeks. Dammit. The last thing I wanted was to have feelings for
Ian Crawford, but it seemed like no matter what I did or where I
went, he came into the picture.
    “You like him.” Her large grin was back. I
looked down, trying to hide my smile, but she ducked her head too.
“You totally do!”
    “What? He’s hot. Too bad he’s so pushy and a
manwhore.”
    “Right, the blowjob thing.” She picked her
sandwich again and took a bite, speaking with a full mouth. “I
don’t see why everyone cares so much. It’s a fucking blowjob. Who
hasn’t given one?”
    “Totally.” I sipped my milk and looked
away.
    ***
    I couldn’t concentrate. It was only the
first of classes and I already had an assignment due. My poetry
prof had given us weekly writing assignments to be handed in every
Friday. Usually I could just sit down and write, but today I was
staring at my blank laptop screen and hating every second of
it.
    It’s the pressure, I thought. That, and the
sound of Melissa chewing her pencil. Who even uses pencils these
days?
    I shoved my chair back and rummaged through
my drawers for running clothes. Nothing cleared my mind like a good
run, and I’d been meaning to return to the forest since the animal
game. Running outside was my cure-all for most things: boredom,
insomnia, creative blocks...
    Outside our residence, a running path
circled campus and ran along the edge of the forest. I took it past
the forest, and then continued to run through the neighborhood
houses. I was filled with nervous energy, driven by the beat of the
music I was listening to. I was alone. I was free.
    I was so lost in my thoughts and checking
the area around me, I didn’t realize I’d been running for close to
an hour. The sun was beginning to set by the time I reached campus
again.
    Slowing to a walk, I cut between the
buildings, the pathways lit by old-fashioned streetlamps, and
through the dark wet-green grass of the Quad. A few students were
emerging from the brick library and others sat smoking on the edge
of the fountain. The leaves on the trees looked emerald green under
the soft lights.
    I lay on my back in the Quad and pulled my
knee to my chest, stretching my hamstring. The sky was shards of
broken glass stars, thousands of them, not a cloud to be seen. I
switched legs and then stretched my arms out to the sides, took a
moment to just breathe and take it all in. How lucky was I to
finally be here?
    A face framed by wavy black hair appeared
above me. “Are you always on your back? It’s giving me the wrong
impression.”
    “Haha.” I sat up. “I just finished a run and
was stretching.”
    Ian frowned, his green eyes bright in the
low light of the field. “You shouldn’t be running around campus
alone at night. It isn’t safe.”
    “Why, a bad guy might get me?” I said and
then regretted it. I sounded childish. And he was my RC.
    “Well yeah.”
    “It wasn’t dark when I left. I guess I lost
track of time.”
    “I’ll walk you home.” He put out his hand to
help me up, and I took it.
    “What were you doing?” I asked as we started
toward our block. “RC rounds of some sort?”
    He chuckled. “No, I was out for dinner with
some friends and saw some people I know at the fountain. Stopped to
say hi when I saw you lying there.”
    I bit my lip. I must have looked mega weird.
“I’m not used to living with anyone. Our room is super small. I
wanted to be alone for a while.”
    “I understand that.” He hesitated. “Would
you like to come hang out in my room? I have some movies or video
games, if you’re interested. Wii games that I know girls like to
play.”
    I rolled my eyes. First of all, it wasn’t
cool to peg me as just another girl, or