Grace Notes

Chapter 10

Lola's POV-

Harry had added several new assignments to Canvas that were due by class time. There was another discussion board post, with the two responses, along with the weekly quiz, and some assignments on these two softwares we were required to download before the semester called Auralia and Musition. Both applications seemed to be nearly identical. The formatting was the exact same for the most part, and thankfully the assignments were fairly easy. They just took a long time to do.

Sarah was sitting across from me on the couch, our legs in each other's laps as we both worked on the assignments and tried to figure out how the software even worked. It was nice to have someone else there so I wouldn't have to figure it out on my own. I've never been a tech savvy person, which sucked in cases such as this.

"How are you and Grayson doing?" I asked, picking at the dried skin on my bottom lip while selecting the notes.

"We're going out tonight after class" she hummed, equally occupied with the work.

The annoying sound of both correct and incorrect answers pierced my ears everytime I submitted one of the multiple choice selections.

"What are you guys going to do?" I wondered.

"Bowling"

I glanced up to see she was smiling down at her own screen. "That sounds fun"

"I'm awful at bowling, and I always break my thumb nail, but I am excited"

"I would be, too"

"How about you and Professor Styles?" her brown irises met mine.

I rolled my eyes. "Sarah"

"Come on, you know you like him"

"Not as much as you would think" I shook my head.

"Lies"

"You know he lives next door?"

"What?!" she cried. "No way!"

"Unfortunately, yeah"

"Than this could be your chance!"

"What chance?" I shook my head. "Even if I did like him, he is way out of my league"

"Is anyone in his league?"

"Fair point" I grabbed my hair and pulled it up into a messy bun. "Still, though. He looks like a player and I don't have time for games"

"You're just saying that because he has tattoos" she paused. "But he also wears glasses, which technically cancels that out"

"How do glasses and tattoos have anything to do with his personality?" I raised an eyebrow at her. "I don't mind tattoos, at all, and if anything his glasses are sexy"

"So you do think he's sexy"

"Glasses on men are always sexy"

"So true" she nodded.

"...He doesn't wear his glasses all of the time. I think most days he wears contacts and probably just gets lazy before work"

"You seem to know a lot about his habits"

"He's been following me around, so of course I do"

"How did your date go with him yesterday?"

"It wasn't a date" I reminded her.

"Date, hangout, whatever. It was definitely a date" she waved her hand at me. "How did it go?"

"It was fine. He helped me with my song a little bit. Then he asked for my number"