All on Monday

"Ummm, how about all on Monday?" the redhead proposed. This way she could knock them out as soon as possible and not have to keep worrying about them; she could also get her summer started.

"Sure, how does 3 p.m. sound?" the man on the other end suggested.

"Sounds wonderful, I'll call my RA right up," she concluded. The two exchanged pleasantries and hung up. Mackenzie, still having Chris's number, called her up and explained what would happen.

"Hey, Chris, this is Mackenzie."

"Oh, hi naked Mackenzie," Chris chatted back at her. That made Mackenzie cringe a little, but she didn't want to tell the RA how accurate that statement was.

"Yeah, anyway, I'm doing my finals virtually, and they'll all be on Monday. Could you meet me in my and Willow's room at 3 to proctor?"

"Sorry, Mack, you know I can't proctor in your room - there's too many study materials in there. You'll have to take them in the lounge. But yeah, I can meet you then and there."

Mackenzie sighed at this, but had ****. "That's great, see you there!" she said with a grimace as she hung up. She lay down, put her face in her bare pillow, and screamed at this turn of events. Grunting, she began cramming her four classes.