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I was the person. It was me. So I said to myself,Fuck you very much.
I could literally think of nothing worse than dragging myself out of bed three days a week—three!—to be on campus by the start of my seven-forty-five lab. Excuse me, but who wants to do science at that ungodly hour? Torture. Pure effing torture.
I hope the professor doesn’t mind bedhead and coffee because I’ll be showing up with both on the daily.
Why do it to yourself, bro?Is that what you just asked? First of all, stop hanging out with Jamie. Second, allow me to answer. I didn’t have a choice. It was literally the only time the dumb class was offered, and I needed it to graduate. Sure, I could have saved it until next year, my senior year, but might as well embrace the suck and get it over with.
Truth? Getting back into the swing of things since coming home from Sweden had been harder than expected. I didn’t have this problem at all when I came home briefly a few months ago after Wes’s accident. So really, it shouldn’t have been any different now.
My conclusion? It was the lab.
Fine. It wasn’t the biochem lab. It was something else. Something I didn’t want to talk about. Or think about. Or basically acknowledge ever. So instead, I sat bleary-eyed and fighting sleep while nursing a coffee until the professor cut us loose.
“Dude, this is going to be fucking painful,” Peter, my lab partner for the semester, grieved as we trudged out of the building and into the frigid morning air, which was filled with wayward snowflakes.
I grunted in agreement and slapped him on the back. “At least we have each other. We can suffer together and laugh next year when those poor schmucks have to spend their senior year sleep deprived.”
“You know you could make it even easier on yourself and charm up one of the girls in there who would be more than happy to do your share of the work.”
I smirked. “But then who would help you?”
He held up his hands. “Don’t get me wrong. I’m grateful for the help. God knows I need it, but I’m just saying. Free answers and some ass? I’d ditch me if I were you.”
I laughed. “Good thing I’m not you.”
“Hey, Win.” A lyrical voice floated down the sidewalk.
I glanced up, noting the group of three girls standing around like it wasn’t freezing. I guess gossiping kept them warm.
I smiled wide. “Ladies.”
Unlike them, Peter and I kept moving because gossiping didn’t keep me warm, and I wasn’t interested in getting frostbite. I got only a few steps before a gloved hand curled around my bicep, the hold light, but I stopped anyway.
Turning back, I glanced down at the girl who grabbed me. She was definitely familiar, meaning I’d likely seen her naked. And judging by the way she was looking at me now, she was hoping for a repeat.
I didn’t do repeats. But I wasn’t a dickhead, so I didn’t say it out loud.
“Campus just wasn’t the same without you last semester, Win,” she said.
Her name was Sydney? No, Sara.
“I’m so glad you’re back.”
“Well, the view over there was definitely lacking without you three making the place all pretty.”
All three girls giggled. Behind me, Peter made a sound.
Turning, I slyly dislodged the hold on my arm to drag him forward. “Have you ladies met Peter? He’s my lab partner.”
I couldn’t tell if his cheeks were red because he was shy or because it really was frosty as fuck out there.
“Hey,” he said, offering a slight smile.
They all greeted him at the same time, then turned back to me.
“Your hair is longer. I like it,” the girl whose name started with an S noted.
“Coming from someone as fashionable as you, I’ll take that as a compliment,” I told her. I had no idea if she was fashionable, but girls like being called that.
