Study buddies

Trying to study in his room was practically impossible for Locke, especially as the study days dwindled in number. It was as though his dorm mates had decided that their grades weren’t going to get any better anyways, so they might as well end the year in a glorious tsunami of cheap beer, adult relations, and some illegal substances. The music that had been a comfort to Locke at night made it hard to sleep at all now, as the volume increased. He had taken to trying to sleep with headphones plugged into his laptop to hear actual music instead of the drivvel that made the building shake. For some of his courses he did not have to study nearly as much. Creative writing was an effortless subject, Locke’s battered notebook providing plenty of story ideas, and Eaan said to just use the lyrics that he wrote as poems. Biology though, did require major studying. No matter how much he read over the materials for the class, it just didn’t seem to stick.

The one saving grace was his lab partner, who it turned out, ended up not being the idiot who had wanted to know if mutants would be studied. Instead he had partnered up with the talkative Alma. Her ability to comprehend the subject was better than his own. With the two working on labs together, it meant that Locke had been the loser of their little bet. Five bucks for a soda had long since been passed though. Today, meeting Alma at the library, he had brought another drink for her. His girlfriend KD had joked that she was getting jealous of this Alma girl, but Locke explained why he did this. Alma had chosen for her lab partner the one most cursed with experiments. No scientific study was safe from failure if Locke took the steering wheel. Ever since the bean plant failure, Locke had managed to find some way to mess up a lab. When studying their basic body functions, such as breaths per minute and heart rate, Locke had been the one student who did not have a pulse. The teacher had used an inkpad to mark where he was able to find a pulse three separate times, only for the heartbeat to vanish after two pulses.

“Alright, so I think I’ve got the whole flow of energy in the food chain figured out,”Locke said, handing Alma her drink and hitching up his backpack. The library was their usual meeting spot for studying, Locke not wanting to bring Alma to the madhouse he stayed in, nor feeling that it would be right for him to hang around her place. “But I still haven’t a clue on the cell structure or what the mitosis thing is.”[/color] He winced. Cell structure had been one of the first things that they studied that year, and he really should have understood it by this point.