girl and sort of a friend, so I guess. She kind of was a sucky date. She drank too much and passed out. I had to get her home and babysit her to make sure she didn't choke on her puke. Not my idea of fun.”
“Sounds lame, but that was nice of you to take her home.”
“Thanks. I don't think I will be dating her again anytime soon. Whatcha' doin' down here?”
“Jen forgot her notebook last week and needed to retrieve it.” I am still trying to process that he just said he was not going to date her again. My inner cheerleader is shouting in my ear, “The skank is away, it's Perry's turn to play!”
“Cool, well, See ya'” he said as he winked at me and headed into his room.
“See ya'.” I replied and sighed.
When I got back to my room I called about the Radio DJ slots. I was told to come to a meeting on Tuesday night in the radio station. I felt pretty excited about learning how to DJ like my brother.
Next it was time to call home. My parents made me promise to phone them every other day. It was fine in the beginning but as we got further into the semester, I had fewer things to talk about. I didn't want to talk about parties or boy drama. And talking about class material that they didn't understand was pretty boring. Unfortunately, the lack of talking material led us to more arguments on the phone. There were many times I would hang up the phone frustrated or crying. I had hoped this would not be one of those times. My side of the conversation went like this:
“Hi Mom, I'm OK,”
“Yeah the weekend was uneventful. I got together with a bunch of my friends one night and studied like crazy the rest of the time.”
“Yeah, I have a lot of tests and quizzes this week. Wish me luck. Oh yeah, I am also going to start DJing at the dorm radio station.”
“Mom, relax, I am studying. I won't let it take up too much time. Be realistic; it's just three hours a week – that's not too much.”
“Why can't you just be happy for me?”
We ended equally frustrated with each other. This was nothing new; we had bucked horns for as long as I could remember. It's like we just didn't know how to talk to each other without pushing each other's buttons.
I got my stuff ready for Monday and headed to bed.
Chapter 5
November
The biology lab test was this Thursday. I was dreading it. We had two hours to look at and identify 100 slides. Then we had to demonstrate our ability to stain and prep a slide and demonstrate our ability to streak a Petri dish. I felt confident in most of the material (thanks to many hours of practice and studying) but I didn't know if I could identify that many slides. I would have to put in more book time this week to get ready for it. After Biology, Sarah (a girl I knew from back home), caught up with me. “Hey Perry! Wait up.” I had wanted a clean slate from home. Luckily, Sarah was not gossipy or catty enough for me to want to run.
“What's up?” I asked.
“Um, are you ready for the test?” she asked sheepishly.
“I'm working on it. I need to work on my slides some more but the rest I have a good understanding of.”
“Would you mind studying with me? I am feeling a bit lost and if I don't get a good grade on this, my semester grade will go south.” she begged.
Sigh. I didn't really want to help, I had enough on my plate, but I am a people pleaser by nature and my mouth said “Sure, how about tomorrow night at the library?” Darn mouth.
“Awesome! Thanks a ton. See you then.” and she bounced off. She was not a flighty ditz; she was actually a decent student so she must be getting tripped up on something in the material. Maybe it would be beneficial to us both to study together.
I ran off to my next class and went on with my day. After lunch I had Chemistry lab. “Hey Ben!” Ben