“Yeah, that is my roommate Bryn. She is well..”Cora trailed off not quite sure on how to describe Bryn’s craziness. “I guess you could say she is something else.”
Cora’s cell buzzed for about the twentieth time since she had awoken this morning. She was going to ignore it but it buzzed loudly again. She sighed taking the phone into her hand and flipping up the screen to read the message. It read: Spotted D and new gf fighting in the yard, maybe he isn’t over you-BT. Cora could not help but be frustrated. She could not figure out how to get across to her sorority sisters that she did not care about Darcy. She was over him. She had not attempted to date him since her fall semester of her sophomore year. She closed her cell and made sure the volume was off.
“Sorry, it seems that my sorority sisters need to be in constant contact with me” she said with a smile. The stranger she was talking to had yet to introduce himself and she was not going to go a whole semester without knowing his name so she glanced briefly at his paper to get his name. Jean it said. He had caught her glancing, she could only smile.
“So Jean?” she asked making it sound like the blue jeans one wears. Jean shook his head no.
“It sounds more like John” he said pronouncing his name with a slight French accent. It seemed that everyone here had exciting names except for her. She sometimes just felt so typical.
“Well, if you did not catch it the first time, I’m Cora” she said flipping her hair over her shoulder. She was trying to be flirty but it seemed not to be going terribly well. She was usually so good at this. But for some reason even talking to Jean was making her pulse race. She was having a hard time being her cool and collected herself. She was just hoping she did not seem like a fool. She needed to bring this conversation back around and away from herself.
“I have heard this class can be quite difficult. The professor gives a quiz almost every class according to one of my friends. She said it would be smart to study in groups” Cora rambled. She could almost groan in frustration at herself. She was running her mouth again and not getting to the point. The door to the classroom shut loudly and she looked up to see the Professor walk in.
“If you are interested in studying together, facebook me” she added before putting her full attention to the front of the class and to the professor who was now handing out a syllabus that no one would ever look at again.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
Text Message Blues II
A pretty blonde was staring at him and he had absolutely no idea why. He had been too preoccupied with his iPhone, text messaging his girlfriend Natalie an apology for not showing up to her choir rehearsal the night before, that he hadn't even noticed someone sat down next to him. His eyebrows scrunched together as he looked at her.
"I'm sorry, did you say something?" Jean asked, his eyes finally taking in the girl's face. She looked oddly familiar.
"Oh, I was just asking if you had an extra pencil," the girl said. Her blue eyes smiled.
“Ah, well…” Jean patted his pockets and pulled out a red mechanical pencil, “No, sorry, this is my only one. I don’t carry much with me.”
“Don’t worry about it,” she said. “I’m sure there’s someone in here with an extra one.” She smiled sweetly and turned in her seat.
Jean stared at her for another second, before his iPhone vibrated. He looked down to see a text message from Natalie. It read: “It’s ok, sweetie. Plz make it tonight. I’ll be practicing my solo. Love you!” Jean sighed gruffly. He hated those stupid choir practices. Unless he had homework to do, he just sat there and made sure to look attentive whenever Natalie looked his way. Reluctantly, he sent her a quick message letting her know he’d be there.
Putting the phone into his pants pocket, he glanced again at the blonde. He had seen her somewhere before, but he couldn’t figure out where. He was just awful with remembering little details like that. He could remember a face, but anything else was always a little hazy. It was something he was continually working on.
Suddenly, she looked at him. He averted his eyes quickly and took to studying his pencil a little more carefully than normal.
The girl laughed, causing Jean to turn his head toward her.
“What?” he asked nervously.
The girl smiled, shrugging. “I just don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone study a pencil so hard.”
Jean blushed, setting the pencil down.
“If you were trying to figure out where you’ve seen me before, it was at the Corner Pocket Tavern, a couple nights ago. You were at the bar, people watching, and I was getting water.”
It was as if the haze lifted. That’s where he saw her. He had gone that night for some of their oysters. He had gone alone because his roommate had decided that Jeopardy was more important than spending time with him. But it was something Jean didn’t mind too much because he rather enjoyed people watching.
“Yeah, I do remember. It was driving me nuts. You were with that redheaded girl?”
Text message blues
Darcy had a new girlfriend, some sweet freshman, who was naïve to his wants. Cora had known what he had wanted, not that she ever gave it to him. Darcy more than likely already had her giving it to him. Cora could only feel pity towards the poor girl.
The fact that Darcy had a new girlfriend did not trouble her. She knew it would happen sooner or later, it always did. What was troubling her most about this situation was that the whole campus had to alert her about the fact. When she felt the buzz of her cell phone go off, she was tempted not to answer it. She picked up only to read the text message, “OMG-just saw D with new gf making out in the caf you are so much prettier”. It took all Cora could do not to throw her phone against the wall. Instead, she slipped it into her book bag and got up to go to class.
Cora had no want to go to class, the weather outside was bitterly cold for South Carolina. The sun was shining and birds were chirping but it was 45 degrees. This type of weather made her homesick for Kansas where snow would fall in the winter. Looking up at the clock, she realized that she had only fifteen minutes to make it across campus to Henson Hall.
Her forensic science class was located across campus from her dorm room; luckily campus was not very large. Though as she walked, she thought it was apparently it was large enough for her to get three new text messages about Darcy and to see him making out under a tree with the new girlfriend. His grey eyes saw her, and he smirked with his eyes as if to say she could have had this. She merely waved and smiled broadly. She was not playing this game anymore; she was twenty years old for crying out loud and a junior.
Cora climbed the twenty-two stairs to the top of the science building and went through the double doors to the large lecture hall. Cora was a nursing major with the ability to also be pre-med. She was use to seeing the same faces within her major so she was a bit surprised to see many new faces within this class.
Cora let her eyes search for her normal seat which was in the front row on the far side of the room. She was startled not to find it empty. No, sitting in her seat was the handsome stranger from the bar. She quickly diverted her eyes as not to seem like she was staring. Cora took the empty seat beside him. She needed to think of a way to introduce herself without seeming weird. She took out her spiral notebook and began to look thru her bag for a pencil or pen when an idea came to her.
“Do you have a pen?” she asked, smiling, “I’m Cora McDonald by the way.”
The fact that Darcy had a new girlfriend did not trouble her. She knew it would happen sooner or later, it always did. What was troubling her most about this situation was that the whole campus had to alert her about the fact. When she felt the buzz of her cell phone go off, she was tempted not to answer it. She picked up only to read the text message, “OMG-just saw D with new gf making out in the caf you are so much prettier”. It took all Cora could do not to throw her phone against the wall. Instead, she slipped it into her book bag and got up to go to class.
Cora had no want to go to class, the weather outside was bitterly cold for South Carolina. The sun was shining and birds were chirping but it was 45 degrees. This type of weather made her homesick for Kansas where snow would fall in the winter. Looking up at the clock, she realized that she had only fifteen minutes to make it across campus to Henson Hall.
Her forensic science class was located across campus from her dorm room; luckily campus was not very large. Though as she walked, she thought it was apparently it was large enough for her to get three new text messages about Darcy and to see him making out under a tree with the new girlfriend. His grey eyes saw her, and he smirked with his eyes as if to say she could have had this. She merely waved and smiled broadly. She was not playing this game anymore; she was twenty years old for crying out loud and a junior.
Cora climbed the twenty-two stairs to the top of the science building and went through the double doors to the large lecture hall. Cora was a nursing major with the ability to also be pre-med. She was use to seeing the same faces within her major so she was a bit surprised to see many new faces within this class.
Cora let her eyes search for her normal seat which was in the front row on the far side of the room. She was startled not to find it empty. No, sitting in her seat was the handsome stranger from the bar. She quickly diverted her eyes as not to seem like she was staring. Cora took the empty seat beside him. She needed to think of a way to introduce herself without seeming weird. She took out her spiral notebook and began to look thru her bag for a pencil or pen when an idea came to her.
“Do you have a pen?” she asked, smiling, “I’m Cora McDonald by the way.”
Football and new starts
The game had been a thriller with the home team winning a hell mary pass and with that fact the local bar was filled to the brim with the rowdy fans. Cora McDonald was of course there with her Alpha Lamba Beta sisters. There was barely room to move but somehow they had staked out a table in the middle of madness, which is where she and her sorority sisters like to be, in the middle of the action. Her water glass was slowly getting empty and she had no idea how she was going to be able to make it up to the bar.
“Cora, don’t look now but here comes Darcy” said Bryn, her flaming haired friend. Cora put on her best smile and ran a hand through her curly blonde hair. Darcy happened to be perhaps the biggest flirt on campus and perhaps the only one that could match her skills. Cora had unfortunately fallen for him hard the first time she had walked onto campus. With his daring grey eyes, he had broken her heart many times over. They had been off and on again for year now. Cora refused to let herself get caught up in him again.
“Corrrraaaa” he said pulling her up out of her chair. Cora could smell the alcohol on Darcy’s breath. He soon had pulled her into an awkward embrace which was pretty much him holding her as close as possible.
“I miss you and those beautiful blue eyes” he whispered coming closer if that was possible. Cora rolled her eyes at that cheesy comment. He dipped in lower to try to capture her lips. Cora panicked for a quick second before ducking her head so that the kiss ended up on the top of her head. She pulled away from his embrace and weaved herself into the crowd to disappear. She needed a drink of water and perhaps to get out of here. Cora moved within the small spaces the crowd allowed, hoping that she would not be coated with beer. She got the bar and surprisingly found a stool.
“A water please” she asked as the bartender turned to her. Out of the corner of her eye, she spied someone, a very handsome someone. He did not look like the typical frat boy that she so often got involved with. His head was shaved but that only brought out his green almond shaped eyes. He was not wearing khakis and a school colored polo like every other guy in this bar. He actually looked put together and like he knew something about fashion. This someone looked about as put out by this crowd as she was. She had not realized that she had been staring this whole time until he looked up and met her eyes. She immediately turned her head but could not help but let a smile creep up upon her lips.
“Oh, Cora that is where you’ve been” Bryn said as she walked up beside her. Cora sighed just when she was about to get up the courage to talk to him. She glared at Bryn but it seemed that Bryn was just ignoring it.
“I need to get going; I have an intramural game tomorrow morning” she finished taking Cora’s arm.
“You are good to drive?” Bryn asked. Cora nearly groaned in frustration.
“I haven’t had a drop all day plus we can walk back to the dorms from here” she said. Cora peeked one more time behind her shoulder only to meet his gaze again. She smiled brightly and waved a quick goodbye as Bryn guided her out of the bar. Cora could only hope she would meet the stranger again.
“Cora, don’t look now but here comes Darcy” said Bryn, her flaming haired friend. Cora put on her best smile and ran a hand through her curly blonde hair. Darcy happened to be perhaps the biggest flirt on campus and perhaps the only one that could match her skills. Cora had unfortunately fallen for him hard the first time she had walked onto campus. With his daring grey eyes, he had broken her heart many times over. They had been off and on again for year now. Cora refused to let herself get caught up in him again.
“Corrrraaaa” he said pulling her up out of her chair. Cora could smell the alcohol on Darcy’s breath. He soon had pulled her into an awkward embrace which was pretty much him holding her as close as possible.
“I miss you and those beautiful blue eyes” he whispered coming closer if that was possible. Cora rolled her eyes at that cheesy comment. He dipped in lower to try to capture her lips. Cora panicked for a quick second before ducking her head so that the kiss ended up on the top of her head. She pulled away from his embrace and weaved herself into the crowd to disappear. She needed a drink of water and perhaps to get out of here. Cora moved within the small spaces the crowd allowed, hoping that she would not be coated with beer. She got the bar and surprisingly found a stool.
“A water please” she asked as the bartender turned to her. Out of the corner of her eye, she spied someone, a very handsome someone. He did not look like the typical frat boy that she so often got involved with. His head was shaved but that only brought out his green almond shaped eyes. He was not wearing khakis and a school colored polo like every other guy in this bar. He actually looked put together and like he knew something about fashion. This someone looked about as put out by this crowd as she was. She had not realized that she had been staring this whole time until he looked up and met her eyes. She immediately turned her head but could not help but let a smile creep up upon her lips.
“Oh, Cora that is where you’ve been” Bryn said as she walked up beside her. Cora sighed just when she was about to get up the courage to talk to him. She glared at Bryn but it seemed that Bryn was just ignoring it.
“I need to get going; I have an intramural game tomorrow morning” she finished taking Cora’s arm.
“You are good to drive?” Bryn asked. Cora nearly groaned in frustration.
“I haven’t had a drop all day plus we can walk back to the dorms from here” she said. Cora peeked one more time behind her shoulder only to meet his gaze again. She smiled brightly and waved a quick goodbye as Bryn guided her out of the bar. Cora could only hope she would meet the stranger again.
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