The classroom
I have a running bet with Marcus Baker. On a drunken night during Sophomore year, we had put together a list. A roster of people we wanted to f**k before we graduated. Don’t ask me how I got roped into making a bet with Northwestern university’s resident bad boy. It’s just something that happened that one drunken night and since then, we’ve taken the list seriously. Best friends since the first day of college, we share a lot of things in common, including our natural inclination to treat the list reverently. It’s practically a bible at this point.
Our holy grail.
The Roster.
My latest target happens to be the guy, who seats behind me in psychology class. Row 3, Seat 4.
Terrence Walsh.
He transferred to our university sophomore year and from the moment I set my eyes on h
