Two Weeks Later… (in Class)

The first week of any new semester was always slow. Show up to class. Get your syllabus. Leave. Repeat for the rest of the day until you could go and drink with your friends to catch up on the time you had lost being away from each other over the break.

This was the last class of Vivian’s day. She was excited to go and start drinking after. She had plans to get dinner with her friends in the theatre department. Then as always she’d go home and catch up with Madison after her practice.

She was expecting this class to go just like all the others. Get the syllabus. Leave. That was until an unfamiliar face sat down next to her.

“Hey. It’s Vivian right?” Asked a tall and lanky white boy with close cropped blonde hair.

“Yes..?” Vivian said warily.

“My names Trevor. We were in Econ last semester.”

“Oh yeah. That’s right.” Vivian still didn’t recognize him. Much like this class her Econ class last semester had been held in a large 50+ person lecture hall. Not the kind of class where you get to know the people in it.

“I guess we’re together again.” He said gesturing to the room.

“Listen Trevor…” Vivian wasn’t much for small talk. If this guy was gonna ask her out he should just get to the point. He was cute enough, she thought. If he’d hit on her in a bar she might have drunkenly given him her number. But he was losing a lot of points now.

“Cut to the chase right?” He said with a laugh. “Thank god I hate small talk”

“Me too” she smiled unexpectedly.

“This might sound weird but me and a few of my friends came back to campus early from winter break… and walking home from the bar one night we caught this girl streaking the quad… and she looked a lot like you… so I wanted to ask… was that you?”

“Well fuck.” Vivian thought to herself, but was surprised to hear she’d said it out loud too. “Yeah. That was me.”

Trevor looked as if his day had just been made.

“Listen. Don’t go spreading it around ok. I don’t need everyone coming up to me and asking about it… and if you or any of your friends took pics… just keep those to yourselves to alright. I don’t need pics of my ass ending up online.”

“I won’t tell a soul. And don’t worry about pics. We were all to shocked to even think about pulling our phones out. Not that you have literally anything to be ashamed of if pics did end up online.”

“I’d have a lot to be ashamed of” Vivian laughed.

“With a body like yours? Hell no. You’re hot as hell! If you don’t mind me saying.” The professor walked in and the room started to quiet down. Sure enough. It was as expected. Pass out syllabus. Leave.

“Hey so in exchange for my silence…” Trevor asked as they stood up to leave, “Can I buy you a drink? Get the full story of why one of the hottest girls on campus was streaking the quad in below freezing weather?”

Vivian looked him over one more time. Now that he was standing she realized just how tall he was. Over 6’ easily.

“Yeah sure. When?” She replied.

“I’m free now if you are?”