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colored pencils and started her drawing.
    Schooner lounged back on the steps, enjoying the warm sun and the breeze on his face. He squinted in the bright sunlight under the visor of his tennis team cap and started checking out the people hanging out on The Quad. Frisbee players, people studying on blankets, a few footballs being tossed and a group of about six kids in a circle doing something weird.
    He started watching the circle people trying to figure out what they were doing. At first it looked as if they were doing the wave, but then one popped up and jumped in place spinning around, they each followed.
    “Does this look right?” CJ asked, startling him.
    He looked at her diagram, “Don’t forget to show the loss of CO 2 and the NADH+H 2 reactions.”
    She went back to her drawing and he started to watch the circle people again. They were all facing outward now, holding hands and doing an odd kick dance. He could tell they were laughing and having fun. They began a new formation of a line snaking around the trees on The Quad and that is when he noticed leading the pack was Mia Silver.
    She was wearing a white flouncy gauze peasant shirt and jeans and her hair was flying all over with the group’s movements. He didn’t even realize he was smiling watching her and her group until CJ asked him what was so amusing.
    “I’m just watching that group, I have no idea what it is they’re doing, but whatever it is, they’re having a blast. It looks like some kind of improv thing.” Mia now had the group in a kick line and after a few attempted high kicks, they were soon all bent over in fits of laughter. Schooner was laughing just watching them. Coordination was clearly not their strong suit.
    “Ick, aren’t they all from that stoner dorm?” CJ’s lip was up in a sneer, “That place is like the Island of Misfit Toys.”
    Schooner laughed, “Yeah, it really is an odd assortment of people there, isn’t it?” He handed CJ another piece of paper. “Ok, give me the one you just drew, close your book and now draw it from memory,” her eyes widened with panic. “C’mon CJ, this is the one thing we know will be on the test for sure and it’s the only way you’re going to learn it. You have to know cellular respiration.”
    She grabbed the paper from him and gave him a dirty look. He laughed, “You are a brat!”
    As CJ attempted the diagram from memory, Schooner continued to watch Mia and her friends. They were now laying on their backs and pointing up at the clouds. They must be finding shapes in the clouds, he thought. He hadn’t done that since he was a little boy. The memory of laying on his front lawn with the kids from his neighborhood made him smile.
    He felt CJ’s eyes on him. “You finished it?” He asked.
    “Let’s finish this upstairs,” she stood and put out her hand to him. He took it and followed her into her dorm.
    “I’m going to give you a biology lesson now,” she undid the button and zipper on his tennis shorts, “And I don’t need a diagram for this.” She sunk to her knees and took him deep in her mouth.
    “Oh yeah,” was all he could say as he held her head in place and drove deep into her mouth. It felt so damn good. He was lost in his rhythm pounding into her mouth, “Just like that.”
    He didn’t want to come, it felt too good, he needed to make it last. He kept one hand on the top of her head, holding her in place as he thrust. He opened his eyes, still driving relentlessly into CJ’s wanting mouth. Outside the window, movement below on The Quad caught his eye. It was Mia and her friends and they were now doing a crazy, abandoned dance. Her arms were outstretched wide and her long hair was flinging with her head, her hips thrusting rhythmically. It was so much fun to watch her being so free and he realized he was thrusting into CJ’s mouth to the rhythm of Mia’s wild abandoned dance. He felt his balls tighten and the pressure begin to rise and he could no longer keep