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The Time Is Now


Sorry it took a little longer to get this one posted! With the holidays and work etc., things have been a little nuts. I made this one a little longer to compensate. Enjoy!

Getting from one end of BU’s campus to basically the other in ten minutes was no easy feat. Nor was it humanly possible, unless you were an Olympic sprinter...So by time I got to the Biology Research Building after Spanish class in the College of Arts and Sciences building, I was a huffing, puffing mess.

Note to self, scheduling back to back classes = bad idea.

Once I finally got to Sport Psych, I was relieved to find that I had arrived before my professor. Also, since Adam from my internship was also my professor, I figured it might be a good idea to actually show up on time, hence why I hauled ass out of Spanish class.

Five minutes after class was set to begin Adam and the TF strolled in... with Sidney in tow. Adam and Sidney were laughing about something as they walked through the door.

Of course this would be the day I choose to wear Uggs, yoga pants and a sweatshirt to class. I mean, why wouldn’t it be?

Sidney gives a quick head nod in my direction as he and the TF take a seat in the back corner of the room then Adam pulls up the Power Point presentation that he’s going to lecture from.

A couple of the guys start whispering in the back, most likely because of our newest classmate set to audit our class, while some of the girls from other sororities are already shooting death glares across the classroom at one another.

“Okay guys, are we ready to get started here?” Adam piped up instantly getting everyone to quiet down and get class started.

With ten minutes of class left my phone vibrated where it was leaning against the screen of my laptop, indicating I had received a new text.

“You’re still coming to the game tonight, right?” it was from my roommate Katie.

“Yeah, want to get there early so we can get snacks and beer?’ I replied.

“Sounds good :)”

For the last five minutes of class, I tried to figure out a subtle way to sneak a glance at Sid, which was surprisingly hard to do when the person you were trying to look at was seated diagonally behind you.

I must have looked like I had the neck cramp to end all neck cramps.

Finally it was 12:45 and kids had started the all familiar I’m going to shove all my stuff in by bag and get ready to go in order to give my teacher the hint routine.

“Alright, alright I see you guys are getting antsy. Let’s call it a day and pick up here on Thursday,” Adam spoke ending
class for the day.

* * * * *

"Both teams are ready, so....Let's play hockey!" Bernie Corbett's voice booms over the PA system at Agganis Arena just as
the puck drops for BU's first game of the season.

"I've been waiting for this game all week," Katie says not tearing her eyes away from where they're currently fixated on the ice where a battle for the puck is taking place along the boards by UMass' bench.

"Me too, I hope they have a decant season this year. They have a big freshman class this year," I offer.

"So, did you hear Sidney Crosby is around here at BU these days?" she says, turning to face me a little after the ref blows a whistle.

"Yeah," I nod. He was at the A.E.C. training the other day with some of the guys on the BU team. Then he was in my sport psych class the other day," I tell her.

Katie looks at me, raising an eyebrow.

"Well not in class, in class , I'm pretty sure he was just sitting in on it," I explain.

"That's still pretty cool. That’d be one class I wouldn’t be skipping" Katie teases, attention focused back on the ice.

* * * * *

The final seconds of the second period were ticking down and I decided it would be a good time to head over to the concession stand for a beer run.

Shoving my change back in my wallet, I grab my beer, and take a huge sip so I wouldn't spill beer everywhere while I weaved through the throngs of people on the way back to my seat.

"Hey, Mariev!" I hear a voice call out to me.

With a mouthful of beer, I turn around to see who it is that's calling out to me.

...Sidney?! I almost choke on my beer.

Get it together girlfriend...

"Sidney, hey, how's it going?"

"Not too bad. You enjoying the game?"

"Yeah, definitely!"

There was a little bit of an awkward silence before he spoke up again.

"Um, well I'm gonna head back in here to my seat before the third starts up," he says nodding his head towards the door to
the box we were standing in front of.

"Yeah, me too. I should probably head back to my seat," I smile starting to turn to head back.

"Oh uh," he starts, "some of the guys said something earlier about heading to some bar after the game, I forget the name, but-"

"T's?" I blurt out, then cringe a little on the inside for just blatantly interrupting him.

"Uh, yeah, I think that rings a bell," he smiles. "You should come out," he adds, "I mean, if you don't have plans or anything like that."

"Yeah, uh I think some friends and I were planning on stopping by at some point tonight," I smile.

"Okay, awesome. Well enjoy the rest of the game," he says heading back into the box.

I take a deep breath....

...and another big sip of my beer.



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