Chapter 4

"Kay, I think we better get going," Miguel said vaguely in Kay's direction.

She looked blankly back at him and grunted in response before turning back to ESPN's recap of the last baseball season.

"Okay. I'll take that as a grunt of agreement," Miguel said, shaking himself out of his own baseball stupor, realizing that if he didn't get them up and to their first class of the semester, they wouldn't make it.

Kay grunted again in response, and waved vaguely at the book bag she'd brought with her when she arrived at his place an hour ago for lunch.

Miguel, well versed at interpreting the strange noises Kay emitted in place of words, threw her bag at her and pulled her up, as she continued to watch the tv over his shoulder.

Her attention was diverted only when he turned off the television. "Hey!" she protested, "We can still see the tv out of your window on the way to class, leave it on!"

Miguel shook her the slightest bit knowing that the absurdity of her statement needed no comment, once he made her aware that it was no longer summertime.

"Kay, we're gonna be late. Think of all the jokes we'll avoid if we actually show up on time to class."

"This is true," Kay said pensively. Her face brightened, "Hey, and we might even get to make fun of other people if they come in after us, huh?"

Miguel smirked. "Riiiight." He pulled her towards the door. "Let's get goin' lazy bones."

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They arrive in class a full five minutes early. Kay smirks over her shoulder at Miguel as she enters the classroom. "The elevator is our savior," she comments, "We'd never get to class on time without it."

"Kay Bennett!" a vaguely familiar voice says. "Fancy seeing you here."

Kay turns around to see who's calling her and is startled to find Nicholas Crane seated towards the front of the class. She regains her composure quickly and grins. "Why Nicholas, are you deigning to slum with us undergrads in a class? And how come you're in an anthro course? Aren't you doing Asian studies?"

"Uhhh, Kay?" Miguel interrupts.

She ignores him as Nicholas answers her questions. "Yes, I am slumming with you guys, but I'm not actually in the course; I'm a TA. I was anthro undergrad, so I'm qualified to handle this course if it's okay with you Ms. Bennett." He smirks.

She smirks right back. "I suppose that's okay, Mr. Crane."

"Hey Kay, could you." Miguel again tries to interject.

Kay snaps her head around, oddly overly perturbed at having her small conversation with Nicholas interrupted. "What, Miguel? Can't you see."

"Yes, I can see," he snaps back, disgruntled at having Kay so distracted by someone else. "I can see that you're blocking the doorway and the professor is right behind me."

Kay immediately turns bright red and sheepishly walks to a seat near Nicholas. Miguel conspicuously sits between the two. Hearing Nicholas chuckle at her as the professor introduces himself, Kay can tell it's going to be an interesting semester.