“So, Charley, how excited are you about this?”
“I’ve been waiting for this all day! Haven't you?” I say sarcastically. I have never been one that likes to play the get-to-know-you icebreaker shit.
“We might get along more than I thought, Charley. I had that exact same thought.” Crystal smiles at me as we cross the street.
We walk to the front lawn and divide into our groups. I notice two girls that look like they have been lifelong friends. Then they talk, and their accents are dynamically different. This must be what happens when you come to Orientation. The “freshman fun” leader, Lucas, starts to talk. He is well over six feet tall, dark hair, and looks like he spends hours in the gym. I guess I can handle the next thirty minutes of torture if I can look at him.
I look around in my group to see if I recognize anyone. Caroline is in my group. At least she’s a familiar face.
I'm brought back to reality when Lucas explains the game I love to hate. I'm going to have to come up with some cheesy animal name for myself that starts with “C”. Hmmm. I’m thinking “Cougar Charley”. That should give everyone a good laugh. It does, and this torture is almost over.
Since I’ve played the stupid game before, I’m not really paying attention as I take in the other students in my group. I notice a couple that seems to be pretty friendly, a couple of guys who look like they stepped out of GQ, and a tan, blonde-haired guy with piercing blue eyes. He looks like he has lived on the beach all summer long. He is absolutely scrumptious. I realize his name is Joe after he refers to himself as “Jackalope Joe”. I think I might want to know a little more about him.
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