Perfect

After three days of rush, classes start. I want to ignore the tinge of excitement I feel seeing Isaac in the front row of my business administration class.

“Still the brownnoser, I see.” I set my bag on the floor and slide into the seat beside him.

“Still sitting beside the brownnoser, I see.”

“You’re not the worst study partner.”

“You did okay on the test, right? I was worried it went bad after I didn’t hear anything from you.”

My face flames. “Yeah, I got an A. Did you do okay? Sorry I didn’t text. I had a weird couple of weeks.”

“I figured you were back home with Adam, so… you know. But yeah, I aced it too. Everything okay?”

I swallow hard. “I ended up staying here. I got a job and hung out at my sorority.”

“Oh, cool.” He nods his head and glances at the podium and back to me.

“I broke up with Adam after our final.”