Just When We Learned How To Live

Adam

After a long day being shown around campus, it's finally time to crash. Jet lag sucks. Pulling on Mattie's spongebob pj's, I notice Marc completely undressing, and cover my eyes.

"Do you HAVE to undress in FRONT of me? I mean, sheesh, at least wait till the lights are off!"

He smiles sheepishly. "Sorry, mate. I suppose Dallas and Matt would be jealous." His smile grows bigger and he sticks his tongue out at me.

I throw a pillow at him and turn over. It had been an okay day. But now that I don't really have my mind occupied, all I can think of is how far apart Matt and I are. I miss him so much, I think as a silent lone tear escapes and rolls down my cheek.

But I'll see him in a month or so, right? Hopefully he doesn't find anyone else..I don't think I could handle that. But we have been through so much together, he wouldn't possibl- No, don't go down that road, Adam. You know he loves you.

"What?" Marc says.

I realize I must have spoken out loud. "Oh, sorry. I guess..I was just thinking about Matt..hoping he doesn't..lose interest in me."

Marc coos. "Oh, but what is young love, if it isn't sorrow?"

I giggle. "You're only like a year older than me, idiot."

I hear him laugh in the dark. "Yes, but a year is a lot of wisdom, packed into 364 days, hun."

I sit up. "Seriously? It's 365!" He laughs even harder. A knock from the dorm over interrupts.

"Shut up, it's well past lights out!" We lay back down and go quiet.

"Hey Adam?" I head Marc whisper.

"Yeah?" I say back.

It's silent for a few seconds and I think he fell asleep before he says, "How do you spell Mississippi?"

We both bust out in laughter and there's more banging from next door. I turn over and fall asleep, to dream of Matt's touch.