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“But it’s already our sophomore year. Shouldn’t we be adjusted? And since when do you act like Mason and ask me twenty questions?”
“Freshman year was a blur of parties and not taking anything serious. This year is different. Anyway, I’ve been worried about you. I can see how stressed you are. Even AP classes in high school didn’t faze you.”
“I know. You’re right.”
Our drinks arrive and I take a long sip. It’s warm and soothing. But my nerves don’t seem to notice, as they continue to misfire in every direction.
“So, let’s see how we can fix this schedule of yours.” He picks it up and when he does, his hand brushes against mine. I ignore the tingles and quickly pull back, hoping he doesn’t notice just how quick.
We talk and look over my schedule and work out a plan, similar to one my adjustment counselor recommended but I feel better about this one.
“I would also look into your double major. Is it really necessary for your pre-law degree?”
“It’s good to have a back up. You never know.”
“It’s smart but you’re smarter. I have no doubt you’ll succeed at becoming a lawyer.”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“You don’t sound so sure.”
Just then the waitress returns and refills our drinks. I also order a muffin and Asher a croissant.
“Okay, so if I take these two classes over the summer, I can do them online. And one has the option to add a lab for double credit. Which can also be done online.” I rattle on about the classes in hopes Asher forgets my little slip.
I want to be a lawyer.
I always have.
Following in my father’s footsteps and all that.
Except I’m not doing criminal law, only family law.
It makes it a bit more interesting, right?
I gather everything up and neaten the stack before sliding the folders back in my bag. “What about you? How’s the aerodynamic world?”
“Really?” Asher raises one eyebrow and grins.
“Yes really.”
“So far, it’s good. I’m taking a lot of core classes right now so nothing exciting yet. But I was thinking of looking for a job.”
“You have time?” I ask. I wish I had time for a job, I could use some cash. Especially since sharing a car with Mason isn’t ideal.
I mean, technically, we don’t need a car. There’re plenty of buses and always Uber, so it’s not like I’m stranded. But extra cash and my own set of wheels would be nice.
“I gotta make time. I don’t want to dip into my savings if I don’t need to.”
Our food arrives and I watch as Asher carefully splits his croissant in half and spreads butter on it. I’ve always admired how hard working and self-sufficient Asher was and still is.
Growing up as an only child with a single mom who was never around will do that to you though. He grew up quickly and learned to fend for himself.
When he moved in next door, he did a lot of growing up with us, our parents acting more like role models than his ever did. He spent so much time with us it was almost like he was another brother.
But it never stopped me from liking the quiet, mysterious boy. The one who now speaks freely to me, all of his walls having crumbled long ago. He still manages to say what he needs to with a hell of a lot less words than I ever could.
“It’s kinda nice here, away from everyone on campus.”
