The following week. I'm quiet in class. I do all my assignments and midterms happen. I don't take Blake's midterm. For whatever reason he grants me an extension and let's me pick it up in an office as a take home exam. I didn't ask for special treatment. It just happened this way.
"Cora you're quiet. You haven't said s**t all week. You still didn't tell me how your date with that...umm grad student went. I'm assuming it didn't go well if you've been quiet for a few days."
Evie talks in circles around me and I don't know how to respond. It's not her fault I f****d a college professor and expected him to be mine for a time. He was too busy making arrangements elsewhere. And I've been cast as the understudy. Nothing feels worse than that and I don't know if I'll ever come out on top again.
