Fan's First Lecture at the new Uni

 This time I was not going to get lost. After all, I changed my major. No more strange experiments that was sure to make my classmates laugh.

 So I had gone on a walk the day before. I timed myself. Even Sean went with me via video chat. Yeah, that's the kind of dude he is. I don't know how he finds time for me, but he does, even if I am in a different time zone. 

Of course, at the time, he thought I should wear something really cute like a cardigan and a plaid skirt. "But what if I don't want to. Dressing for a lecture means dressing for comfort." I was pretty much adamant about it. 

"Don't tell me you're gonna wear flannels?" He winced back on Facetime with a scrunched-up face of disgust. I only smiled back as if it were a great idea.

OK, so I wore my favorite hoodie and shorts. I was weighed down by my laptop and all that reading material. Ugh. It's 101 library science! God knows what all the professors might talk about. On the other hand, I hadn't expected Professor Dewey to be so young and quite fetching. So yeah, I was wide awake for this class which was an auditorium-style sitting. 

Of course, cuteness aside he was rather long-winded. It felt like it took him forever to say anything. Really, I wasn't as impressed by the end of the history lesson of why there are libraries and who were the first scholars to decide on what should go into a library. Yeah, a real snoozefest, indeed. 

My legs fell asleep. So I was a bit wobbly and waited for everyone else to leave. Evidently, I was the only one left and out of nowhere as I was struggling to get my backpack ready to go I fell on the professor, or maybe he caught me.

"You're not intoxicated, are you?" His stern voice made me want to run. All I could do was shake my head, no.

"I'm fine. Really." I must have stared back like a doe in the headlights. He watched me scurry out of there. in the maze of people. See, I was ready for a marathon. But of course, I had a big yawn by the time I got to the grassy area. 

Dang if I didn't run into the fellow who asked me if I could do flips.

"You're not sick are you?" He looked me over as if he might give me a piggyback ride to the student emergency in the commons.

I shook my head, no, but finally got up the nerve to ask. "Who are you? And what do you want from me?"

He only chuckled as he hugged himself. "Maybe if you're nice to me, I'll buy you some coffee."

"Sure," I shrugged. We went passed the bookstore and even past the student art exhibit. It was late afternoon and he said the best bet was iced coffee. His name was Ollie and he worked in the campus library. 

"Wow, I've been wanting to meet someone who worked in the library," I told him as if he might be my idol after all. "So you're majoring in library science too?" Yes, I probably had a stupid grin on my face.

Ollie laughed back. "Of course not, there's no money in libraries."

"Oh." I closed my mouth then. 

"I'm undeclared. I haven't decided yet."

I wanted to roll my eyes at him. I doubt we got off on the right foot. "Where's your girlfriend?" He wanted to know.

"What girlfriend?" I sipped on my iced coffee.

"Oh, you know." He squinted as if he must hate her.

"Oh, Allie," I nodded. "I haven't seen her lately," I mentioned some peeps I knew from the sorority. I wondered what they would think of Ollie.  Or Professor Dewey, for that matter?