Lessons in Love

I just wanted to swim

Lessons in Love 

Ericka Sizemore

Chapter 1

On the campus grounds of University of Rhode Island there rushed a girl to her classes. It wasn’t like her to be late but, today was an exception. She was thinking about the best kiss of her life and attending class was the last thing on her mind. That was until she realized her Political Science 201 class had an exam that day. The girl cursed as she dropped her text book while climbing the endless stairs to her classroom. When she reached the door she threw it open and shut it behind her not intending for it to slam. “You’re late.” Mr. Whitman exclaimed.

“I know, sir, I wa…”

“Here.” He said, roughly handing her the exam.

She scurried along to an empty desk and cursed again. Apparently on tripping up the stairs she had lost her pencil.

Okay. Let me rewind. That girl is me. My name is Abylee. But you can just call me Aby. I do not know what my mother was thinking when she named me. Maybe it was the drugs playing tricks on her during birth. Any who. Sorry for my rambling. The reason I am here…telling you this story is…well, I need to talk to someone. My best friend, Carolyn, is being a total bitch about the situation I’m in and I figure what better than to entrust my story with strangers. I just need.to write it all down and then maybe I can figure this thing out. Yeah…rambling…again. Alright, so let me begin. Aby Crown is the name. I am twenty one. I love reading and hanging out with friends. I have brown hair and brown eyes and I’m not that tall with a red skinned complexion. I obviously attend college. That is where the story begins. But before I get ahead of myself let me start with the beginning.

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“Francis Carpenter?”

The professor was handing back our quizzes in Asian History. I wasn’t too worried since I studied my ass off even if it was for a measly ten percent of our grade.

“Greg Cropper?”

“Abylee Crown?” I hurried to the front of the classroom and grabbed my paper. Mrs. Louison smile obviously meant I aced it. When I reached my desk I glanced at the quiz and sure enough there was bright red one-hundred plastered at the top.  

“You lucky bitch.” I turned to stare at my best friend and shook my head.

 “It’s a tiny quiz, don’t tell me you failed?!” Her face reddened causing me to groan.

“Not exactly! It’s just not as good as yours.” She finished showing me her seventy six.

 “Tsk, tsk, Care!” We giggled and fell silent when the professor looked our way. I love my best friend but she can be completely brainless sometimes. She can pass the hardest classes but when it comes to the easy stuff…bam! I turned to the clock realizing we only had twenty minutes until class dismissed. I turned my head to gaze out the window and my eyes fell on a sexy ass. And no, it was not the ass of a girl. Yes, it was the ass of a man. Some men have sexy asses, what can I say? The guy appeared to be deep in conversation. As if he knew I was staring he turned around and our eyes met. I blushed furiously and it quickly went away when I realized he was only turning around to grab a loose paper that flew from his grip. Before turning around I swear he took a peek at me again. I tore my eyes from the window and finished up the notes the professor had been writing on the board. Apparently there was another quiz tomorrow. I turned to my best friend, “You better study this time!” She giggled causing me to roll my eyes. I started thinking about lunch and remembered something.

 “Hey, Carolyn?”

“Yeah?”

“Are you and Gary still meeting me tonight or are you guys still ditching me?”