The Silent City

Chapter 4

Meeting Ryan

The lecture hall buzzed with energy as students filed in, settling into their seats and exchanging greetings. The room was spacious, with high ceilings and large windows that let in ample natural light. Rows of desks were arranged in a semi-circle, ensuring everyone had a clear view of the professor’s podium at the front. The walls were adorned with educational posters and artwork from past student projects, adding a touch of personality to the academic setting.

Isabelle and Julia were chatting about their weekend plans when a tall, relaxed-looking guy entered the room. His casual attire and easygoing demeanor stood out amidst the more formally dressed students. With his guitar slung over his shoulder and a football tucked under his arm, he exuded a laid-back charm.

Julia noticed him first and waved. “Hey, Ryan! Over here!”

Ryan Donovan, Ethan’s best friend, grinned and made his way to their seats. “Hey, Julia,” he greeted, nodding at her. He set his guitar and football down, plopping into the seat next to her. “Ready for another thrilling lecture on advanced calculus?”

Julia rolled her eyes, her usual tough exterior softened by Ryan’s presence. “As ready as I’ll ever be. How was your weekend?”

Ryan leaned back in his chair, stretching his legs. “Pretty good. Played some football, wrote a new song. You know, the usual.”

Julia smirked. “Still with that guitar, huh? You should meet my friend Isabelle. She’s got a similar love for music.”

Ryan’s eyes flicked to Isabelle, who was sitting beside Julia. “Nice to meet you, Isabelle. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

Isabelle smiled warmly. “Likewise, Ryan. Julia’s mentioned you a few times. Mostly good things, don’t worry.”

Ryan chuckled. “Good to know. So, Isabelle, you into music too?”

“Yeah, I play the piano. It’s a bit more classical than your guitar, but music is music, right?”

“Absolutely,” Ryan said, nodding appreciatively. “We should jam sometime.”

The professor entered the room, and the students quieted down. As the lecture began, Ryan leaned over to Julia, whispering, “So, did Ethan tell you about the race this weekend?”

Julia shook her head. “No, he didn’t. Is he racing again?”

“Yeah,” Ryan said, his eyes lighting up. “It’s at the old track near the edge of town. You and Isabelle should come watch. It’s going to be epic.”

Julia glanced at Isabelle, who nodded eagerly. “That sounds like fun. We’d love to come.”

“Great,” Ryan said, a smile spreading across his face. “Ethan’s been working on his car non-stop. He’s pretty pumped about it.”

As the lecture progressed, the three exchanged notes and whispered comments, making the heavy subject matter a bit more manageable. The large windows offered a view of the campus grounds, where students lounged on the grass, and groups engaged in animated discussions. The trees swayed gently in the breeze, their leaves creating a soothing rustling sound.

After the lecture, the trio gathered their belongings and headed out into the bustling hallway. Students streamed past them, heading to their next classes or congregating in small groups to chat.

“So, Isabelle,” Ryan said, slinging his guitar over his shoulder. “Any chance you’ll be at the race?”

Isabelle nodded, her eyes bright with excitement. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

Julia smirked. “Looks like we’ve got our weekend plans sorted.”

Ryan grinned. “Great. It’s going to be a blast. And who knows, maybe Ethan will actually win this time.”

They walked together through the hallways, their laughter and camaraderie standing out in the midst of the academic hustle and bustle. The campus, with its mix of historical charm and modern facilities, felt alive with the promise of new experiences and adventures. As they stepped outside, the sun was beginning to set, casting a warm glow over the manicured lawns and ivy-clad buildings.