When Court had thought of college, it’d been in the abstract—it was an idea, something others did, not him. He had never seemed able to fit himself into the image. But the moment his mother dropped him and Ronnie off at the dorm room that would be their home freshman year, he felt complete. This was the life he wanted, and it didn’t matter if he had to keep going to school to get it. With Ronnie at his side, he felt invincible.
Then Ronnie met Melissa.
Though the guys took the same biology lecture course on Tuesday nights, the lab Court signed up for was full when Ronnie tried to register. Because of that, bio lab was the only class they didn’t share. Court had his on Wednesday morning—he figured the sooner after the lecture, the better; keep things fresh in his mind—and Ronnie’s was on
