The following week, everybody was studying and getting ready for the final exams. Ephram didn't have too many, all he had to do in one of his classes was play a piece by Beethoven. However, in his history class he had to study about 100 vocab words and about 20 war dates. "History is so dumb!" He declared while sitting in the lounge with Leah and Madison. Leah chuckled, "well, Ephy, if you had taken the time to study in the past then you wouldn't be as far behind as you are now."
Ephram rolled his eyes, "History has nothing to do with my frikken major! Kinda like math, there's no point in solving frikken radical expressions! See, if I just went to Julliard then I wouldn't have to take any of this 'core requirement shit'." Madison could tell he was getting stressed out, "sweetie, let Jess and I help you study the vocab, she helps me all the time."
Ephram thought for a moment, "…either of you wont mind?"
Madison leaned towards him and kissed him, "don't be silly. I only have 3 classes and Jess gets out of work everyday around 4pm."
Ephram smiled, "that'd mean you'd have to spend even more time with me."
She wrapped an arm around his neck, "I wouldn't have it any other way."
"Shouldn't you be practicing now, Ephy?" Leah said teasingly.
"why yes, Leah…" Ephram replied smiling, "thanks for ruining our moment."
A toothy grin came over Leah's face and she shifted herself in her chair, giving Ephram the 'A-OK' sign with her hand.
Ephram kissed Madison goodbye and made his way to the music room to practice for his final project. When he got to the room, Wendell was roaming around with one of his stoner buddies.
"Wendell?" asked a confused Ephram, "what the hell, are you lost?"
"shit-head over here" he said, angrily point to his stoner buddy, "said he made a bong the other day and hid it in here." he gritted his teeth, "it was my science project, I was going to say that it was a great way to water plants."
Ephram, still confused, decided to ignore his really stoned acquaintance with the sunglasses on in a classroom with no windows. All the while thinking, 'can somebody really pass a bong off as a watering can?' He rolled his eyes at the thought then just sat down at the piano and began practicing.
