Cora watched the library’s clock slowly tick away. Alex was officially ten minutes late and had not sent word yet where he was. Cora always thought that in today’s world that if you are running late anywhere you can send notice; cell phones had made it that. She checked her phone again and yet no sign. She sighed trying to busy herself. She despised sitting in at a library alone at a table looking like the last kid picked for kickball. She took out the list of questions she had written down from the chapter; the ones she had hoped that Alex could help her with. She began to look through the chapter but could not get involved with the text when she was constantly checking her phone or looking at the entrance. Then of course, Jean was sitting across the library and Cora could not help but seek a glances. This study session was going so very well, she thought.
Finally, her phone went off. Cora picked up the phone and quickly scanned the text message. Of course it was some lame excuse that really meant he was out playing ultimate Frisbee and was not going to bother to study. Cora took in a deep breath trying to not get angry. She really should have known that she could not count on Alex; he was just way too much of a free spirit. She had really only agreed to study with him because his girlfriend Stephanie had begged her too. You could not really force someone to do something they did not want to do, even if they needed to pass a class to graduate. Without Alex there, Cora felt like an idiot showing up to the library and she still needed someone to talk through the chapter with. She stole one more glance at Jean and tried to take a peek at what book he was reading. It appeared that he too was studying for their class on Monday.
Cora weighed her options. She could attempt to study by herself either here or in her dorm room. She knew she would not accomplish much. Or she could get up the nerve to approach Jean and force a study session upon him. She figured that he might be able to help. Since she had introduced herself, he had been rather cool towards her. He wasn’t mean but rather just nice and nothing more. He had not taken her up on the offer to study together. She had not wanted to seem too forward and ask for a friends request on facebook. She did not want to seem like a creepy stalker. She really should just try to do this on her own, she thought. Yet, she was just so hopeless. She closed her book deciding that she was going to ask for his help despite the nervous feeling she was getting in her gut. Jean just made her nervous but in a good way. She stood taking her bag and book with her.
Jean did not look up until she sat across from him. She braced herself; this was going to be an awkward conversation at first.
“I need help, and I don’t mean like mental” she already began to ramble. “My study partner bailed on me for Frisbee golf or something. I really need a bit of help with this chapter before the quiz tomorrow. I know you are at least reading through the chapter and I was wondering if you would mind helping me with this” she finished sounding like the blonde she was. She really was not this stupid as she sounded, she thought.
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