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His host of a smile and he stretched his neck and rolled his shoulders, returningat the pad, he tapped the end of his pencil against it and sprawled back in his seat, lashes fanning down as he examined his work

Dr Heller finished the chart he was free-handing onto the whiteboard, and the lecture resumed Lucas tucked the pencil over his ear and picked up a pen Before shifting his attention to our professor, he sh irl than last week intercepted him on his way out the door, and I bolted without a backward look My adrenaline kicked in, s to it Glancing over h the side exit and slowed down, feeling silly Erin and Maggie insisted that I should elude his grasp for a few daysto literally give chase

I texted Erin that I’d be getting crap coffee in the cafeteria beforeby the Starbucks She texted back: GENIUS I’ll meet you there Sisters in solidarity and all that shit

By the end of art history, I was beginning to doubt Erin’s notion that Lucas wanted to play this ga Or I wasn’t a cat Or I was just really bad at this I sighed, stuffing e at least thirty tiames people played in pursuit of love--or the next hook up The whole thing was a coure out if there was more luck or skill involved, or some unknowable coht, or revealed how they felt No one was honest

Easy for h horse of the perfect relationship with Kennedy Erin had calledridiculous over a guy--plotting to decipher what he wanted fro down his defenses I had to adht I had no idea what it was like to be a young, single adult, so I wasn’t entitled to judge

Until now

This angst was absurd, but I couldn’t shake it He’d stared at me in class I felt confident when I left economics, and miserable now Why? Because he hadn’t shoved the redhead out of his way at the end of econ to co the barely three and a half hours since I’d seen him? That didn’t evensoup in thefailed at keeping Lucas’s interest I pushed the pretty girl who’d rushed up to hiining hi her hand, or more "Dumbass," I muttered at ed an e flutter ca--a notice about flu shots froh school friends, ere all "so devastated" that Kennedy and I were over (which they all figured out when he changed his Facebook relationship status--twenty minutes after he’d broken up with me)

I’d disabled ht of seeing his glib status updates and having photos of hi Even if I hid hi his activities co emails and texts the next day, so I was justifiably apprehensive whenever I checked , I pulled it up… and s to make it to the session tomorrow (Thursday)? In case you won’t, I’ve attached the worksheet I’o over It’s new, separate stuff, and you needn’t be co of, you should be all caught up within a week or so)

LM

PS – I’ve been thinking about that proof I spoke of last time – that you’re where you’re supposed to be And it occurred to me, can you prove you’d be better off somewhere else? If you’d have left the state, your relationship would have ended still Maybe you’d have even bla that it was dooot dumped, skipped class, and met the best econ tutor at the university! Who knows, maybe I’ll make you fall in love with economics (What’s your major, btw?)

Landon,

I’: "Those who can, do, those who can’t, teach" As a tutor, I know that’s BS Still I wanted to do I iressive jazz band… And instead, I’ to teach

I won’t be at your session – I have lessons with my middle school boys tomorrow (I think I’d be more impressive to the them on the bass)

Sorry to inforh this class and be done with econ No reflection on your genius tutoring skills, I swear Thank you for the worksheet You’re too kind

JW

Jacqueline,

If you want to do, then do What’s stopping you?

So I’m kind, huh? Never heard that before People usually think I’e that estimation So please promise to keep your opinion to yourself Reputations can be ruined so easily, you know ;)

LM

PS – Do the worksheet Before Friday I’h this screen DO THE WORKSHEET If you have problems with any of the material, leto to a serious music school And I’m stuck in a state that doesn’t always foster the arts (so) It seeuess I should rethink that

Your secret geniality is safe My lips are sealed

JW

PS – I’ you a very petulant look throughwhen I clicked send Maybe I was playing an entirely different gaie could keep their make-him-chase-you advice and use it themselves, because I, apparently, sucked at it in real life Through eh… My happy expression slid away as I realized the stark truth--I was flirting with someone online I had no idea what he looked like, or what type of person he was

That wasn’t exactly true I knew exactly what type of person he was, even though I’d never laid eyes on hihtforward

Of course, he hadn’t beaten a would-be rapist to a bloody pulp for me Or made my insides melt when he put his hands on lacier-gray-blue eyes and a liquefying stare