Socially Awkward

III.

"Late for class, just as I would suspect." Dr.Ryanleer scowls at me.

I ease into my seat after muttering a confusing apology.

"Today's plan was to tour the science building but due to unfortunate circumstances we will sit and discuss my boring syllabus and finish our last assignment." He says pointedly.

Alex raises his hand and Dr.Ryanleer shoots a glare at him. "So what was it like to get your doctorate degree?"

"Well it certainly isn't for slackers for a start. I studied hard." His voice gets melodramatic.

Oh god, he's one of those professors that love to brag about all of the hard work he does. He's going to go on a soliloquy for the entire class period.

Wait a minute. I look over to Alex who is grinning devilishly. When he meets my gaze, he gives me a thumbs up and mouths something but I suck at reading lips.

He knew exactly what he was doing.

I decide to act completely impartial since I don't want to make any new "friends".

Dr.Ryanleer goes on a rant about how ridiculously hard it is to obtain a degree and why paying for college is completely absurd. He realizes he went completely off course ten minutes before the end of the class ends.

"No tour then, guess you'll have to find your way around the building yourselves." He flings the door to the classroom open and takes a deep breath. "You are dismissed."

As I'm trying to creep out of the classroom someone taps me on my shoulder.

"You saw that?"

Its motherflipping Alex.

"Huh?" Really, I have not one clue what he's talking about.

"How I outsmarted the teacher."

"Right." I goad.

"You've gotta give me my props." He snatches my hand up and forces a high five.

"You have no boundaries." I note.

"I just think we could be friends."

His statement sends me to that dark, dark place inside that is worthy of being a setting in a horror movie.

"Classmates." I state.

"Dang, that's cold." He recoils and briskly walks away.

I celebrate by skipping to my next class. I wouldn't be surprised if the entire campus thinks I'm deranged.

Plus, I actually like Sociology.

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You ever see someone riding a unicycle like it's the most natural thing to do?

While I would question his strange behavior, I steer clear of Bryan.

Maybe he'll pull out some bowling pins and start juggling them.

I don't question it any further and stroll to Dartmouth dorms. My home sweet dorm.

I head into the lounge and buy a few snacks and a drink from the vending machine.

The lounge is empty so I decide to get some work done because I know if I go up to my room I'll probably go to sleep.

Unfortunately my Organic Chemistry teacher decided to give us homework that's due next class.

I'm so wrapped up in the wonderful world of the periodic table of elements that I tune out the person that walks in.

I'm about to move onto the next question when I feel a hand roughly run through my tangled hair.