My Little Buddy, My Lover

Finally, the last semester! Turn 4 before the great beyond! 4 more classes before graduation! Unfortunately, they are the hardest 4 classes.

Oct 26, Week 10, midterms for econometrics, 30% of overall grade and Dr. Schute promised to give us ulcers.

I’m on the brink of freaking out this afternoon, Econometrics is a required course, if I don’t do well I will miss the quota for my internship. And this day and age, who doesn’t need an edge?

Dano suddenly asked, How come I never see you with a girl?
I said, ‘without looking up from my notes, because, I rather have good grades.’
‘So you’re not into girls?’
‘Hey, f you, dude.’
‘Sorry, just asking. I gotta go, I’ll see you at the union tonight.’
Dano zipped up his hoodie and hid the red dragon on his t-shirt
‘K, whatever.’

I met Dano before summer in Advanced Stats. First day of class, he sat in the front row next to me. I sat there because I wanted to, he sat there because 10 min into the lesson, there were no empty seats.

After the class he tugged at the shirt, hey, what did I miss?

Not much, just the syllabus and grad checks.

I took a good look at him. Justing Bieber hair, grey hoodie, loose jeans and white converse. Nothing unusual, except that this is his only outfit, it seems. And he had this little scar under his left ear he got having a fight with his dad.

For the next few weeks we got to know each other, as he relied more and more on me to keep up in class and I was only too happy to help as it satisfied my community service requirement for an internship.

Our relationship eventually settled into one of big buddy, little buddies. I was 6 ft 2, 240, he was 5 ft 7, 130. Not a small guy, but he need a sense of security, I guess. Not to mention that he was really having a hard time in school.

There was something odd about Dano, though, besides the damn hoodie. He had a full beard and a deep voice but still, a few little things he did were very feminine. I have gay friends, but this is something else, something more. Now I think about it, and it sounds crazy, I think Dano had become MORE feminine since summer. Just this afternoon I caught myself thinking Dano’s butt reminded me of Shannon’s. And I could swear his fingers have gotten longer and slender, almost feminine. His nails were shiny like they were polished.

It’s Friday afternoon, midterm is on Monday, I wanted to make sure us both were ready so I scheduled a study session at the student union tonight.

I got there early, I ordered a pitcher of Bud, and watched freshmen girls playing pool. When women concentrate on lining up a perfect shot, they just don’t realize that they’re giving me a perfect shot of their delicious asses sticking up in the air.

The familiar grey hoodie came thru the door, except it’s wrapped around a blonde in heels. I took a second look, something is familiar with the face, but it was no one I know, so I went back to watching the arched backs and short shorts.

‘Oh sure, you’d rather have good grades, is that why you’re drinking beers and watching girls?’

I looked at the smiling blonde talking to me, and blinked, how did she know the conversation I had with Dano this afternoon?

I said, ‘Sorry, what did you say?’ I had the weird feeling of knowing her from somewhere, like revisiting the neighborhood you grew up on.

She has an angular jaw line, a pointy nose, her eyes were bluish green. She wore dark eye shadow with long lashes and her lips were dark and full.

I said, Sorry for staring, your grey hoodie caught me by surprise. I’m waiting for a study partner who always wears that same jacket.’

Blondie said, ‘it’s a popular brand, I guess.’

She turned to take it off.