![]() ![]() It doesn’t help that I make him laugh and we can talk so easily. It doesn’t help that he’s genuinely a nice guy. A huge football player loved by everyone. ![]() ![]() until Cobey Green’s smiling face appeared at the door. Happy to be starting another school year, happy to start tutoring again so I could earn some money.Īnd yes, there I was, equal parts excited and dreading to see who my new roommate would be. that’s a really good idea.Īnd there I was, happy to be back at college, happy to be where I was most comfortable. Hell, maybe I could even help him punch his V-card.Īctually, now that I think about it. I could teach him how to talk to people, how to make new friends. Maybe I could tutor him in how to be more outgoing in exchange for help with calculus. Funny that he’s oblivious to how hot he is. ![]() Why I needed to live on campus and find myself a tutor.įunny that my new roommate just happens to be a tutor. Why I was one failed class away from being kicked off the team. Last year had been all about football and parties, not schoolwork. There I was, moving into the dorms at Franklin U and not into the shared party house I’d lived in my freshman year. ![]()
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