Grace Notes

Chapter 6

Lola's POV-

Sarah was asleep when I had gotten home from karaoke night at the club, and it didn't take me long to fall asleep, either. The next morning when I woke up, she was awake, already working on unpacking some more.

"I was thinking about walking to the Beachwood Café and grabbing coffee. Wanna come with?" I asked her after I had gotten dressed in an oversized TShirt and shorts.

"Yeah, sure!" she exclaimed. "Just let me grab my purse"

"I'll wait for you outside" I smiled. "I have the key"

"I'll be right there" she pushed the now empty box into the corner as I turned to walk towards the living room.

I grabbed my key off the counter and stepped outside. The air was warm, maybe just slightly too hot. But the wind was cool and refreshing against my face. It was sure to be a pleasant walk to my favorite café.

I checked my phone before putting into my pocket, but there were no new notifications. I was a little surprised that Harry hadn't tried to send me yet another friend request, nor replied to an assignment again.

Speaking of which, I hadn't checked my grades yet for the ones that I had turned in. Since I was waiting for Sarah, anyways, I opened up my Canvas app, selected my one course, and tapped the grades tab. My syllabus quiz was automatically graded upon completion, which was full credit. My first discussion post also had a score of 100, and so did the second one. The other quiz that was due was no different. My course average after the first week was as perfect as it could get. This was a great start. Hopefully I would be able to keep it that way.

"Ready" Sarah came out of the apartment and shut the door behind her.

"Have you been to the café before?" I asked as we began to walk.

"Yeah I went on Thursday before class" she responded, repositioning her purse further up on her shoulder. "I saw Professor Styles there"

"I saw him there, too, last week" I frowned a little bit.

"Yeah, it was weird. He came up to me and starting talking" she shrugged. "Asked me what I wanted out of the class, then got on me for not completing my assignments"

"Did he send you like a Facebook friend request, or anything?" I asked, now wondering if he was just desperate for female attention, or maybe just horny.

"No" she giggled. "Why would he do that?"

"He sent me one like three times" I shook my head.

"Three?! In my dreams"

"You really like him, don't you?" I asked.

"I mean obviously, he's hot" she sighed. "He seems like a pretty nice guy, too, don't you think?"

"He seems a little creepy to me" I admitted.

"Why?"

"He has shown up somewhere that I'm at everyday since the first day of class" I told her. "He also parks right next to me"

"Maybe it's just coincidence"

"I don't know, it seems odd" 

"Maybe you should just appreciate the fact that the professor every single girl at the college has a crush on seems to favor you over everyone"

"How is that anything I should appreciate?" I glanced at her. "For all we know he's a serial killer, or something"

"If he was going to kill you, he would have already done it, right?"