“You really didn’t have to pick me up on your way back,” said Kyler. “I could have driven home myself.” “We both know you’re just going to use your mom’s car while you’re home anyway,” replied Riza. “Let me save you the gas money.” “You need the money more than me.” “But I’m choosing to …
“I can’t say I’m surprised they didn’t show,” Kyler said as he pulled a third piece of pizza out of the box. “I am!” Lauren replied emphatically. “Who turns down free pizza?” “People who don’t want to do group work?” “It’s even pizza from off campus. It’s not the union pizza that’s good when it’s …
“You’re late,” Charlie said. “I know, I know,” replied Kyler. He quickly set his backpack down against his chair, unpacking the laptop that Charlie insisted he bring for this interview. While Kyler felt pretty confident about his typing skills, he didn’t feel great about anything in front of Charlie. Would he be expecting word-for-word dictation? …
If there was one thing Kyler had learned in his first two years in college, it was that things always started to get busy around four weeks into the semester. Whatever classes looked busy would start the meat of their workload. And there would always be one class, no matter how simple its syllabus looked, …
“Hot chocolate with two shots for Tyler!” the coffee shop employee shouted from behind the counter. “It’s Kyler,” he muttered. Not that it mattered, he reasoned. They always got it wrong. Kyler grabbed his drink and began searching for Charlie. The more he read through the project’s guidelines, the more he began to resent the …
