Armed And Dangerous (The Ima)
“I needed to purchase my textbooks, too.
I had thought that with a week to spare the campus would be deserted — pun intended — but it wasn't. Clumps of upperclassmen checked out the girls rushing the sororities. Lost freshmen huddled with their parents, wielding rolling backpacks and oversized maps and looking comically lost. People were trying to locate their classrooms, to buy new books. They desperately wanted to see and be seen. To establish ties. To make new friends.
It was like something out of a back-to-school special.
I walked past a sign advertising student ID pictures. They were taking them on the second floor of the Student Union. Right now mine had a blank square that said NO PIC. Did I look good enough to have my picture taken? I hadn't signed up for that when I got dressed this morning. I was wearing the lightest, summeriest dress I owned and still the heat weighed down upon me from all sides, crushing me into a glowing cube of hyperthermia.
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