Part 10
Wednesday night I was working on my computer when Eric IMed me, it was a simple hello message and I closed the window and put up an away message saying I was busy and he did not bother me again that night. I wanted to talk with him but at the same time I knew that I would all go south in no time, we would just fight. I was also having trouble with my feeling for Eric, I had let myself get closer then I had expected and I didn’t want to get hurt by letting myself get even closer before I had to leave.
Friday was a god send, the week had seemed to move at a snails pace and I was ready to get on the road and get to the university, they were putting me up for the weekend, and from what I had heard good food and a great time was to be expected, thought I was not in the grad program they were treating me such and I was more then happy to oblige. Eric caught me heading out the door and asked if we were going to study again, I simple told him I would let him know and headed out the door.
The drive to UK was not very nice this time of year, the sky was grey and the land was barren due to the fact it was late winter. I did have fun flirting with a guy in the car next to me for a good half hour before I took an exit and he kept going straight, still its always fun to flirt. The directions I got brought me to the front of a hotel and I got there right on time. A young man, most likely a grad student met me at the front desk and got me a room told me to be downstairs at six to meet for dinner. I got settled into my room, took a quick shower, got dressed, and back down stairs all in under an hour and saw that there was already a small group, most likely the prospective grad students, I was dressed the part but felt very out of place.
I was afraid that dinner was going to be an odd time dodging questions and trying to act mature but it turned out that everyone was a biology major and I understood and was able to easily follow what they were talking about and even partake in the discussion and pass as a quite guy. Everything was going great till someone said we should go to a bar for a little while, thankfully I was 18 so I would have no problem getting in but not able to drink it would be soon found out that I was an undergrad. Thankfully a couple other students didn’t want to go and the three of us split a taxi and went back to the hotel.
Saturday was a day full of touring the college and each of us having a certain time for out interview, I went at my assigned time feeling nervous about the whole thing, and I had never done something like this before. I entered a nice office with three people and a chair for me. They had my file in hand and all three of the people smiled as I walked in, I shook each hand in turn and sat down. I was expecting for them to shoot question after question at me about classes, ideas, and biological trivia, instead we just talked about my life, where I wanted to go, what I wanted to do and so fourth. It was a nice experience and they were happy to have me joining the biology program next semester, the whole thing left me feeling weird like I was missing something.
The rest of the weekend went great, Saturday night was another fun one full of food and laughter, I learned a ton about the classes I would be taking over the next few years and what to expect and knew I was going to have fun. The whole group went to a club that I night and I joined not caring if I got an extra stamp or bracelet showing I was underage, I really had nothing to worry about now. This was the first time I had been to a real club and I soon found out that I knew how to dance and do it well. I had always had rhythm and just did what I had seen on TV and movies and it came very naturally. I was dancing with one of the girls in the group and having a great time, the music got to me and I just lost track of everything and all my worries evaporated with my sweat.
Sunday morning came and after a nice large breakfast I exchanged e-mail address and phone numbers and said goodbye to everyone before getting into my car and driving back to college, now I just wanted the semester to be over so I could return to UK I knew what it meant to find where you belong and I had. When I walked back onto my campus I felt weird like this was a foreign land where I was a total stranger, I knew the feeling would pass but I also knew that I had made the right decision in changing colleges.
Sunday night came and the knock that I used to look forward to filled me with a lost, hopeless feeling. I didn’t need to look to know who it was but I did anyways. I opened the door and let Eric in, he took his usual seat and I took mine.
“Look man I just want to apologies for—“ Eric started
“I don’t have much time I was gone all weekend and have more work to do so lets get this done so I can get to work, now let’s review what we went over this week and see what you didn’t understand” I said and started to go through my notes.