What normal life?

College tour

My two friends and I in one car and our parents split up in two other cars following behind us. We were excited to see the university we all planned to go to.
The ride was almost over, about 15 minutes before we arrived and we were singing another song not caring that we were all out of tuned. But like any other group you of course have one friend who thinks they're Mariah Carey or Beyoncé. That's Sam in our group, he tries to hit every high note that any song has which we laugh at him for of course.

"Oh my gosh look at his face." Claire looks back and forth; from the road to his face as it looked strained and red.

In the back I sit up in my seat so I can see. "Sam are you ok?" I was laughing so hard now.

Gasping for air. "Yeah of course I am." He smiles. "Why wouldn't I b..."

My eyes opened in shock as I here the next song begin. "Claire. Change the station. Now." I say calmly, but in a stern way.

Claire looks in the rear view mirror. "What?"

Sam forms a huge grin and I yell, "IT'S WHITNEY!!" I watch as Claire reaches for the radio as quickly as possible but Sam was fighting her off.

"NO NO!! She stays on and we will always love her and remember her!!" We gave in and for the rest of the ride we listened to our private concert of Whitney featuring Sam.

When we got to the university we met up with our parents and convinced them that it's ok if the three of us could go explore by ourselves. As they said yes the three amigos headed out walking around campus looking at everything and everyone until we decided to stop at a campus café. We sat in a booth, ordered some drinks, and a few pastries to snack on as we talk about how amazing this place is.

"Gosh," Sam bounced up and down in his seat obviously excited. "I probably saw like over two dozen cute guys here is this heaven."

"Well I don't think so because when we get here there's going to be lots of work to do." I pointed out.

"Thanks for making me realize that. Ugh earth." He tilts his head back.

"Guys don't freak out but there's an pack of hot people coming in." Claire keeps her cool by pretending to be on her phone looking at things. She flips her hair to the other side and gives a light giggle.

Sam and I look at one another then I watch as Sam flips his hair copying Claire. "What are you doing Sam?" I whisper to him.

"Learning from the master. Duh." He whispered back and looks at his phone too. While I just sit there awkwardly I play with my thumbs trying to not be like them. I can tell that all three of us looked out the corner of our eyes at them walking pass our booth. The one walking ahead of their group looked over in my direction intensely forcing me to look away.
  They went to go sit down and the silence of our table finally broke with Sam stating a fact. "Lord they were hot." He says in a loud whisper.

"Eh they weren't my type." I shrugged it off.

"Oh come on really. Even the girls were my type and here I thought I knew what I was. College sure does help you find yourself."

"Trust me Sam your still the gayest guy I know." Claire placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Thank you that means a lot." Sam acts like he's about to cry placing his hand on his heart.

I laugh and shake my head. "You guys are to much. We should head back to the parents I guess."

"Funs over." Claire puts her third of the money for the check down then Sam and I. As we got up and headed for the door I felt as if someone was looking at me, but I didn't look back to see if I was right.

We made it to our parents and explored the rest of the place later going home. For some reason I kept thinking about that guy.