Not at all to his surprise, Flounder found that he loved the college classes he was taking. Ariel could joke about him being a ânerdâ all she wanted, marine sciences were cool. He especially loved the class he had on Thursdays, âBiodiversity of Marine Organismsâ, which was taught by an enthusiastic lecturer who they called Mr Ray. Some might say Mr Ray was a little too enthusiastic, but Flounder would not be one of them. In fact, he pulled his chair up to the front of the classroom during every lecture and sat with rapt attention throughout the entire thing, and he was also one of the few who willingly participated in the sing-alongs Mr Ray tried to engage the students in for learning certain concepts (though heâd die if Ariel ever caught wind of it).
Flounder had just come out of that class, spirits significantly higher than they had been in ages after Mr Ray had announced they were to be going on an excursion to the Disney City Aquarium the week after next. When he was marvelling at the diversity of fish species Disney City had in its very own port or thinking about ways to encourage marine conservation, it was a lot easier for Flounder to not think about a certain blonde, or any dumb feelings he might have about said blonde.
Remembering that he had promised to meet up with Ariel at the cafeteria after his class, since he had the rest of the day off, Flounder weaved his way through the throngs of students on campus (sometimes, being small was a good thing, at least when it came to getting through crowds). Subconsciously, his footsteps began to beat in time to the guitar riffs someone was playing on the quad, though he kept his accompanying beat-boxing in his head. Before he reached their designated meeting place, however, Ariel reached him.
September meant the beginning of another college year for Ariel. Her last one hadnât been too eventful, maybe because she skipped more than half her classes that year - but she did have a valid reason⌠for some of these truancies. Ariel was wandering aimlessly around the library as she waited for Flounderâs class to finish. Due to her own poor planning, Ariel hadnât checked her own lesson plan, and didnât realise she had to have some research books in preparation for this class in particular. So of course that meant Ariel hadnât read the eleven pages requested by her lecturer beforehand. She got away with sitting right at the back of the hall, ducking her head when questions were raised. Luckily for Ariel, there were still some of the books required in the performance section, so she quickly took those out and browsed the rest of the shelves soon after.
Ariel kept checking the plastic watch around her wrist, and her phone - because something she found buried in the sand couldnât always be too reliable, for the time Flounder told her to meet him. Five minutes to, and Ariel had already darted out the stuffy room, and rushed her way down to the cafeteria, only just spotting his head bopping up and down to the distant acoustics. Ariel laughed and gently ran into the back of him, grabbing onto the strap of his backpack with a small jump and a giggle in his ear.
âSooo, what did you learn about the marine biothingies?â Ariel let go of him and grinned as she faced her friend. âThink I can sneak in next time? I didnât have my books and fins - it was sooo awkward, I think I might avoid that class for the next two weeksâŚâ She trailed off as blew her bangs out of her eyes, and then remembered the list she gave Flounder of all the things he had to do as a freshman in college. Wait⌠Did she even give him yet? Ariel dug in the pocket of her shorts until she pulled out a crumpled piece of paper and inserted it into his hand with a smirk. âHere! This is the list. Go on, read it - we miight be able to do four to seven before my next class, unless you wanna be a big guppy that is.â
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