Ten Years Ago
ten years ago
DELANEY
I stared down the row of seats in the lecture hall at Blake.
We always put a healthy number of seats between us because neither of us knew how to shut up and focus on the lecture if we sat right next to each other. But right now, I didn’t need to say anything for him to understand what I was communicating. I shot him a look, and he winked back at me, a tiny smile playing on his lips.
The lecture had barely even gotten underway, and he’d already taken the slides from today, created a Quizlet from the notes, and sent me the flash cards.
I was both irritated and grateful.
I grabbed my phone, ignoring the rules I made for myself about staying off technology during class unless it was relevant to the content.
The rules didn’t count when it came to Blake.
I don’t even want to know how you managed that.
BLAKE: I wanted to see if I could beat how quick you got it done for anatomy dissection.
I wrinkled my nose because anatomy dissection was my least favorite subject at the moment, and then I tapped out a reply.
If your competitive streak means less work for me, then by all means. Have at it, Blakey.
BLAKE: Never call me that again.
BLAKE: If I could take back the flashcards, I would.
I smiled to myself and tucked away my phone.
I could feel the heat from Blake’s glare throughout the rest of the lecture.
But I didn’t really mind the warmth.