Now is the best

Remembering that she was on a partial scholarship, Tara decided that attending the class before its time would be the best move. The preparations for the Sectionals and then Nationals will take toll on everything. Preparing for tournament in high school was one thing; in college was another.

The morning class was more boring than usual. She started to wonder why she chose Economics in the first place. Veterinary would be the best, but that requires a lot of practice -- at the college. It was something she didn't have time to do while she was still in skating. Also the money, she rued the dream unfulfilled, but her family finance had made it fait accompli.

She looked around the room. Most people were in worse state. Many had gone asleep even though it was the morning class. Interesting lecture indeed, she sighed. Her mind started to drift to her encounter with Steve, imagined the thick shaft of his entered her again. Though she very much liked her first to be someone around her age, someone who could stay with her forever, she don't mind it being him as much as she thought.

She concentrated on the lecture again, I cannot afford to fail, I cannot afford a possibility of failing. She resolved to focus on the lecture to the end, either her or the lecture. Though not as easy as she hoped, she finally triumphed. As she stood up, a man approached her. "Hi, I'm George," he introduced himself. "I wonder if you join me and my friend during lunch. Oh, please don't think I'm hitting on you or do something you don't like. I just can't keep my eyes open during the damn thing but I think you do. I just want to read your notes while you're eating, that's all."

What a shame he doesn't try, thought Tara. Then again, all boys started like that; pretending to ask for something else to see if the girl might be interested.