On Thursday Becca was absent in lab. Sassy was there, still shooting venomous looks at Jameson. He tried his best to ignore her, positioning his stool so that his back faced her.

That day, Dr. Olson had the students looking at slides of different types of protozoa and labeling them. Prandi eagerly went to the front of the class where the professor was handing out slides. Jameson stayed behind setting up the microscope.

He kept getting the urge to look at Becca’s table even though he knew she was absent and that looking would only gain him another death-ray glare from The Beast, as Jameson privately dubbed Sassy. He had been looking forward to seeing Becca, and possibly speaking with her to make sure that their date was still on for tomorrow night.

Prandi came back triumphantly bearing a handful of slides. “OK, let’s start with the first one,” she said, sliding it under the lens. Jameson looked at it for a brief second and then said, “Gross, it’s furry looking.”

Prandi sighed and pushed him out of the way.