Oh the beauty of finals week.

I just got back from yet another finals review and Gluck sat next to me. I was completely mortified. Each time I casually looked next to me, I kept picturing him naked. 

Geez, I have no idea how superman could handle x-ray abilities. 

Anyways, as I was walking to the bus stop after the review, I heard someone yelp, "wait up!" 

I think you already know who it was. 

"I just wanted to apologize for my behavior on saturday," Gluck smiled as he averted eye contact before I could answer. 

"It's ok," I lied. It really isn't ok, but I didn't want to cause a scene. 

We started to walk in silence to the bus stop when I noticed something fall out of the notebook in his hands. He darted to pick it up, but I beat him to the punch. As I unfolded the piece of paper, it was a series of doodles he had done in class. I'm no art critic, but I have to say they were incredibly well done. I looked at him in aw as I studied each drawing from the class. One of them was an elaborate picture of our teacher. The drawing looked exactly like her, same c shaped curls, crude smile, and wire, santa glasses. "You've got talent," I said as I handed back the pictures. 

"Do you want to see more?" he asked, loosening the grip on his notebook.

I nodded and it was almost as if he had handed me a ticket into his mind. The pictures were incredibly enchanting and it was a side of him I never expected to see. His use of depth with only a ball point pen was amazing. The more I looked at the pictures, the more I really wanted to get to know him. Then, his thrill dill would cross my mind and I would become infuriated. "Could I make it up to you? Want to go out for coffee on thursday after our test?" 

My mind was screaming no, but somehow a "yes" popped out of my mouth. 

When I got back to the apartment, Elizabeth and her boyfriend, Brian, were making hot chocolate. 

"You look a little too happy after a class you thought you were going to fail..." Elizabeth smirked as she hugged Brian a little tighter. 

My good mood slowly deflated. I do love Elizabeth as a person, but when it comes to guys, she's a man eater. Ever since the 4th grade when Chuck Davis asked her out at YMCA camp, she has never been without a boyfriend. I think Brian is number 78 and the sad part is, he has no idea. Each month Elizabeth brings a new guy home who she claims she's "crazy about" or is "in real love". It's a bunch of bullshit... this coming from the girl whose last real boyfriend was her freshman year of high school. 

"Well," I stuttered as she began to kiss Brian's neck, "I have a coffee date." 

"WITH WHO?" she yelped as she instantly released Brian and jumped to my side, "who is this guy? do you really like him? is he a cool person? is he super hot?" 

"Well," I replied, "With Gluck." 

Elizabeth slowly backed away. "Gluck...the guy who?"

"Yes," I said before she could finish, "He's a nice guy, we'll see how it goes." 

"I wish you luck," She said, going back to Brian, "But you know as the saying goes, once a frat guy, always a frat guy."

I really hope to prove her wrong.