the ying to my yang. I don’t where she got all
that confidence from.
We left the dorm room then headed to
main mess hall. A lot of students were already there, sitting at
the tables or in the chairs dispersed throughout the room. It
reminded me of a quiet coffee shop. It was dark, very minimal light
flittered through the room. The walls were painted brown, and the
furniture was also a dark wood. There was a large red rug on the
floor.
We ordered a few coffees before we sat
down at a table. I didn’t see anyone that I recognized, but then
again, no one I knew from high school got into Harvard. It was
still surreal. I still couldn’t believe it. When I looked around at
everyone, I could tell there were a wide variety of people that
made up the student body, even international people. Everyone had a
different sense of style. I was just wearing jeans and a t-shirt,
being incredibly casual.
Theresa sipped her coffee and looked
around the room. “See anyone you like?”
“Excuse me?”
“Any boys you like?”
I wasn’t searching, concentrating on
my coffee. I scanned the room and took a look. My eyes stopped when
I saw someone that I did like. He had brown hair, blue eyes, and
fair skin. He was sitting down, but I could tell by the length of
his legs that he was tall. His muscled chest and arms showed his
physique. He was big, but not too large and bulky. There was an
aura of confidence about him that was borderline arrogance. I don’t
know what caught my eye but something did. He was incredibly
handsome, one of the best looking guys I’ve ever seen. I wanted to
keep the treasure to myself so I didn’t mention him to Theresa. If
she agreed that he was attractive, she would sweep him of his feet.
And I had no chance of competing. “Nope.”
“No one?”
I took a drink of my coffee. “I’ll see
someone I like in class.”
“I’m sure.”
A man came over and sat next to
Theresa. “Freshman?”
She smiled. “What gave me
away?”
“You look lost.”
“Good thing you saved me.”
I rolled my eyes. She said the
cheesiest stuff sometimes. Initially, I thought she was a flirt,
but now I just thought she was a slut.
“So, what’s your name?” he
asked.
“Theresa. What’s yours?”
“Scott.”
The guy didn’t look at me once so I
knew I was practically invisible to him. It was high school all
over again. Theresa seemed to like the guy, so I decided to take my
leave and blend into the shadows. Without saying goodbye, I stood
up and walked to the coffee counter. I ordered some nutty latte and
it wasn’t suitable to me. Instead, I decided to order two
sandwiches, a bag of chips, and a tea. I like food and I’m not
ashamed to admit it. When I glanced back at Theresa, she didn’t
seem to notice my absence. I snuck a glance at the man I had my eye
on. He was talking to a group of friends as he leaned back in his
chair. I turned back to the counter and waited for my order to
finish.
2
Sean
My parents were pretty teary-eyed when
they dropped me off, but I wasn’t sure why. My brother, Mike,
already left for college so they had been through this process
before. I gave my mom a long hug to make her feel better. That
seemed to stifle her tears.
My dad clapped me on the shoulder.
“Enjoy your wild years. They run out quick.”
I winked at him. “Oh I
will.”
“And do well in school,” my mom
said.
“Oh yeah. I forgot about that,” I said
with a smile.
Now I was sitting in the mess hall
with a few friends from the private high school I attended last
year. They were pretentious douches, but I guess I was too. My
parents wanted me to take over the company after I finished my
masters, but I wasn’t sure if I ever wanted to. I wanted to make my
own money and stand on my own two feet. I was given everything in
life, never earning anything. I didn’t think I was really a man
because of that. I had to change that, prove myself.
“Their business program is the best in
the country,” Richie