Next Semester by Cecil R. Cross

Author:Cecil R. Cross
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Kimani Press
Published: 2010-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Not much had changed about Club Woody since I studied for finals there last semester. The majority of students in Woodruff Library were there for all the wrong reasons, hence the befitting moniker “Club Woody.” You could always tell who was really there to study and who was frontin’. The girls with their faces made up, dressed like they were going straight to the club after their study groups, and fellas doused in cologne, absent of textbooks or writing utensils, were usually on the latter end of the spectrum. Those there to socialize usually congregated in the front, while students actually attempting to study took refuge in the back, where there were quiet, cubicle-like desks. On this rare occasion, I was actually there to get some work done. And even if I’d wanted to socialize a bit, that chicken and liquor run killed any time I may have had to iron an outfit suitable for mingling in the front. As usual, there were plenty of vacant seats in the back away from the action. Miraculously, I’d managed to make it to my study session with a few minutes to spare before our public policy meeting. Timothy and Dub-B were already going over the difference between protons and neutrons when I pulled up a seat.

“Yo, son,” Dub-B said. “You aight, yo? Why you walking all funny like that?”

My legs were still sore from sitting in that damn imaginary chair, but I didn’t even realize my limp was still visible until Dub-B mentioned it.

“Bumped my knee on a table walking in,” I said.

“Well, well, well,” Timothy said, looking at his watch. “Look who finally decided to show up.”

“My bad, blood,” I said. “I had overslept. My alarm was trippin’.”

“If you say so,” Timothy said. “Just remember, I don’t need this study session. I can really be using this time to study for one of my more difficult courses. But since you asked for help, I’m here. I wouldn’t do this for anyone else. So please, just try to be on time from now on.”

Even though I didn’t appreciate Timothy talking to me like a parental figure, I could understand where he was coming from. I was in no position to issue a rebuttal. With my first biology exam swiftly approaching, Lord knows I needed help. And when it came to biology, Timothy was the man. I thought the guy loved science. But that was an understatement. He knew it like the back of his hand. But after studying with him briefly, it was clear that his relationship with his newfound love thing was more serious than I thought. They were sending each other text messages the entire time.

“You must really like that girl,” I said. “If y’all gonna be texting like that, you might as well just call her.”

“Yeah,” he said, laughing. “She’s definitely growing on me. To be honest with you, I think I may be falling in love for the first time.”

“Aaaawwww!” Dub-B and I sounded off simultaneously.

“Isn’t that cute?” Dub-B taunted.

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