Chapter 12
DRIVE BY INCUBUS!
Walking beside Marcus is a very calming experience. I am seriously low on funds after paying for all my ID papers that were finally finished yesterday. The girl didn't know how long it would be and I had no way of contacting her so we decided a few weeks after she took my picture and all the information I wanted to match up. I was to just come and knock on her apartment door sometime this week. I was impatient and was rewarded. In the end she was a really nice girl who was working her way through college with a bit of non taxed income. I now have everything I need to start looking for a new part time job.
Instead of making plans and contingency plans on job hunting, I just walk, relax and its so quiet. Marcus was polite when we met in front of the school. Sally and her friends passed me on their way to the transit stop to head to a mall or something. She eyed Marcus up and down, smiling at me appreciatively. He just stood there, watching the yet said very little. I tilted my head north and we turned together down the sidewalk. The whole walk was a comfort. After a while I was just ready to talk.
"While at the library I was hoping to print off the resume I was working on in my Calm class, so as you get your books ready I can quickly print out a few and meet you on the second floor. There is a quiet space on the north east side. Resources section, it is the farthest away from the Children's section and meeting rooms. Yet has comfortable tables." I can make out the library a half block away. A collection of rectangles all pushed together, Glass shrouding the front and side of the building.
All I get is a slow nod from Marcus, yet that seems enough, like he heard me and agrees, while he may not say much I seem to get a lot of information from him. Or I am imagining it.
"I have my course outline and looked through my workbook last night. We started with Set theory, which lost me as I don't understand or remember that from last year. I am not too worried about Probability or Permutations as they were taught last year with lots of real world applications. Yet I think I need to review that a bit anyway, as the way it is all written looks to be in sets. It will be the end of the semester that worries me. Do you know anything about Logarithmic's or Sinusoids?" This causes him to quickly glance my way.
He has walked all this way with perfect posture and a gentle loping walk that almost perfectly matches my quick feet. Listening to his voice is nice but I admit to getting lost in some of what he said. The last bit shocks me out of just enjoying his voice and I hear something that just tickles my funny bone. "Wow, I thought science had long names for everything?"
He has a nice laugh; quiet as is expected from a quiet guy, just a soft deep chuckle.
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Learning together worked out very will and caught up Marcus on what his next assignment was. Set theory seemed pretty cool, yep math nerd I know, and didn't take long for the two of us to get through the idea of it and even started guessing how it will work for his next units. I had printed off my resume before bounding up the stairs to find neat papers and pencils on the table with a text and workbook open to the introduction.
Marcus is a very organized person and this made me feel really good. He even looked over my resume when we were done and helped me make a few adjustments. Alone Marcus was still very quiet yet we seemed to converse well. It meant always letting the silence sit but it was a good quiet.
When it looked like we were done all we needed, I could see him pack all his stuff away in his large backpack that he carried. I remember how organized he seemed when he set up his stuff and made me wonder how someone who is that organized could be open to just hanging out in a city overnight without a plan. That part is still bugging me, as we step out into the late sunshine. My mind focused on its inner conversation I almost miss his quick question.
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Jasmin
Hombres LoboJasmin, the name I go by now. Who really knows me? Who do I let know me? I have hidden so long, ran so far. Will I ever be normal? For her, its was always for her. I gave up everything so long ago. I found her, I saved her. Will she remember? Will s...