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Carl Linnaeus Hall was a large auditorium that could probably house little over three hundred people at once. This was the place were Melissa's first real lesson was held. She had almost forgotten the beautiful, dark stranger from breakfast, but when she walked along the seats of the lecture hall toward the front of the auditorium -- she liked to be close to the lecturer -- she got a firm reminder of her.
She was sitting just and few seats away from where Melissa was standing. She wasn't looking at Melissa right then and for a brief moment Melissa hesitated about whether to follow her usual procedure and take a seat further down or to sit down beside the other woman.
Just as Melissa had determined to continue down the staircase towards the front, not talking to the other woman, the lecturer cleared her throat and looked up at the audience. She had a microphone attached to her shirt chest.
"Welcome to psychology 101," she said with a clear voice.
Melissa swallowed a curse and sunk down beside the stranger. The curse was more for show. If she had been able to orchestrate the event, something very similar to this might have happened. The stranger looked up at her and smiled before she collected her things and placed them on the other side of her. Part from that her concentration was back on the lecturer and Melissa followed her example.
"I'm Elisa Stonehill, and this course is worth three credits. The subject is 'Introductory Psychology, ' meaning an introduction to the facts, principles, and concepts basic to understanding human behavior. To this comes a brief historical overview of psychological sciences.
"Before I go in to that, however, I'd like you all to meet my assistants Gail and Les."
Melissa saw a blonde female and a dark haired male student getting up from the first row and turning towards the auditorium. They both seemed a bit nonplussed but they managed to smile through the lecturer's presentation. Once she was done, they sat down again with relief.
Melissa assumed they weren't there for their performance skills even though she liked to believe someone that studied psychology should be at least a little bit of a people person. That's one misconception already blown to pieces, she thought and glanced at the woman beside her.
When Melissa caught the shimmer in the other woman's eyes she suddenly felt a cold chill along her spine. Her eyes were deep, dark and Melissa thought she could read doom and destruction in them. Where was she looking? It seemed at the lecturer but when Melissa looked closer she realized her eyes were drilling holes in the back of one of the TA's, Gail.
Maybe they have some kind of conflict going, Melissa decided.
In the pause she tried to catch the other woman's attention but she was staring at the TA again. Melissa followed her gaze and realized the woman was quite cute. She glanced again and decided she was probably more than just cute.
What if she's interested in her?
Another glance at the stranger's eyes verified this was not interest. That extra glance also revealed Melissa's interest in her neighbor and suddenly the dark eyes were turned at her. They were not friendly but the laser sharpness they've had when they were directed at the blonde TA was gone.
"Yes?" Melissa's neighbor said. "Did you want something?"
"Hi," Melissa smiled and reached out her hand. "I'm Melissa."
"I'm Dawn."
"You don't remember me, do you?"
Melissa was very proud of the conspirational tone her voice were having and when the other woman's eyes widened slightly she couldn't keep from smiling. "You were drunk and it was late but..." Shit what am I doing? "... the guy was cute..."
Dawn let out a short pearly laugh before she shook her head. "I'm very sure I'd remember that. So where did we meet?"
"Last night, it was raining and you were wet like a drowned rat."
"Oh, yeah that's right. You were the blonde with the umbrella?"
"Right," Melissa smiled and omitted adding, the blonde you were checking out as you passed. She had already decided one step at a time would be best here. After all, this wasn't New York. "We should have coffee some time."
"Yeah?"
"Yes, I'd like to pick your brain, maybe if you're better than me on psychology I'll steal your knowledge and get higher grades than you."
"Is that a challenge?"
Melissa smiled. "I need to get a cup of coffee before the break is over."
Dawn nodded but she didn't get up to tag along. Good, Melissa thought. No one likes people following you around with the big-eyed puppy look on their faces.
After the lecture was over Dawn approached Melissa. "Hey," she said. "Are you having lunch now?"
"Yes," Melissa replied. "I am."
"Well since we both are, maybe we should have it together?"
Melissa shook her head at that. "I'm not free for lunch," she said.
"Oh," Dawn said and Melissa felt a tingle at the disappointed look, however momentary, on her face. "Maybe some other day."
"Unless you want to join us?"
"Oh, I'd rather not be the third wheel under the cart," Dawn said. "But we have lectures tomorrow, right?"
"We do. And I'm just having lunch with my roommate and her friends. I'm sure there is an extra chair."
"I don't want to force myself on you."
"Okay," Melissa said with a grin. "You can always sit at the next table and if there is anything I want to ask you I can lean over. However, that will probably seem even more awkward than just introducing yourself and sitting by our table. After all we're gonna be in the same room, right?"
"You win," laughed Dawn.
Five minutes later they were entering the cafeteria and Melissa quickly located her roommate and her friends.
"Hey," she said. "This is Dawn." When she saw Alex's slight frown at the introduction of the other woman Melissa knew she had done the right thing to bring Dawn with her. Jealous? she thought and smiled at Alex. Her roommate was jealous that Melissa introduced strangers, female strangers. Interesting!
"So," the girl with the dolls face and blonde locks said -- Melissa tried to remember her name; Jessie? Susie? Not Susie that's the twin from the dorm. Or was her name Susan? Jo... something.
"Are you going?" she continued.
"Going?" Melissa asked as she placed her tray on the table. Alex gave the girl a not-too-friendly look.
"To the Back to Campus party," Philip said. Melissa was actually startled he had raised his head from his customary book. "Jolene is paining all of us about going there, finally I think we'll have to succumb to her never ending whines."
"Go back to your book," Jolene grunted and slapped him on the arm. "I'm not asking you to come."
"That's because you think that would be the best way to make me come."
Jolene opened her mouth when she realized where the introduction of 'come, ' would end the conversation. She could see in Philip's eyes that he wouldn't hesitate taking it there. She frowned at him.
"So, are you going?" she said to Melissa instead.
"You guys are?"
They nodded.
"Sure."
"Good," Philip said and looked straight at Dawn. "In case you missed that before I'm Philip," he held out his hand. "And I think you should come too."
Alex and Jolene shared a glance.
"I'm not sure," said Dawn. "When is it?"
"Eight to..." Jolene begun but Philip interrupted her.
"Sometime after eight to early morning, unless you're invited to a follow-up party. There are usually lots of those. We have a tradition of not sleeping at all after these parties."
"And how would you know?" Alex said with a mock snort. "You're a freshman."
"I have a brother," Philip replied.
"Oh," Melissa said, "I figured you were both sophomores?"
"Nope," Jolene said with a wide grin, "one day when Philip is extra obnoxious..."
"I'm never obnoxious," Philip protested. No one listened.
"... I'll tell you how Alex and Philip became friends."
Philip moaned at that and Jolene's smile became even wider.
"How did you become friends?" Melissa asked.
Alex gave Philip an amused glance. He raised his hands and shook his head. "Not the least obnoxious."
"It would be an unfriendly thing to do," Alex said apologetically.
"And you're always so friendly," Philip said.
"I'm tempted to tell her," Alex warned him.
"Oh, what the hell," Philip mumbled. "Alex saved me from getting my ass kicked by some kids two grades above me when I was in first grade."
"See," Jolene said. "That wasn't so hard."
"It was a long time ago," Philip shrugged.
"I'm still saving your ass from time to time."
"You wish."
"Just last week when..."
"I could spank your ass," Philip warned.
Alex and Jolene shared a glance before they both broke into giggles. Dawn watched with an amused smile.
"You understand why I can't survive lunch without these people?" Melissa asked.
Philip looked at her and smiled but he kept silent.
"I can understand," Dawn nodded.
Jolene and Alex had managed to recover from their giggles now and there was a silent moment around the table. Melissa turned to Dawn and opened her mouth but Philip spoke before she could.
"So?" he asked Dawn. "Are you coming?"
"If Melissa are," Dawn said.
Melissa raised an eyebrow at that but when the attention turned to her she simply nodded. "Sure, it sounds like fun." She looked down at her watch and suddenly got a feeling she had forgotten something. A quarter to one, why... The psychiatrist! "Shit," she said and got on her feet, "I... need to be someplace. See you guys later!"
Konrad van Alten's office was located about five minutes off campus on West Avenue at Station Street, and it took Melissa only a couple of additional minutes to locate the exact door in the office building. The receptionist, Mrs. Lamprue, told her to sit down and wait.
The waiting room was a virtual shock of colors. The walls had several framed posters of Modigliani paintings. The sofa group was dressed in a fabric with a pattern of several bright colors, not inappropriately bright, but lots of colors. Even the magazines on top of the sofa table added to the color onslaught.
There were flowers in pots mounted on the walls and in the windows. There were even more flowers on the receptionist's table and three smaller trees in pots on the floor.
Melissa was playing with the thought of starting the conversation with "Watson I presume," but once she stepped into the actual office the atmosphere was less floral and much more like a library. This room had two large shelves full of books and a large desk covered in heaps of papers and almost hidden behind the papers were Dr. van Alten himself. He didn't seem to notice Melissa, however and she had to clear her throat and knock on the already open door before he raised his gaze, squinted at her and picked up his glasses.
"Yes, miss Newick?"
"That's me," Melissa nodded.
"Come on in," he waved and got on his feet; he was tall, over six feet, and thin. "Why don't you take a seat here," he motioned at a chair in front of a smaller table at the side of the desk while he closed the door behind Melissa.
"No divan?" she joked.
"What? No, no I'm not using one. It will be perfectly alright if you sit in a chair, and we do not have to concentrate on your childhood if you don't feel that it is very important we do."
"I'm actually studying psychology," she said and sat down.
"I see, is it your major?"
"Yes."
"Maybe I'm the one who should beware of you?" he said and sunk down in a chair opposite to her. He reached for a folder and a pencil on his desk.
"No, I've just started the introductory course, I'll be nice and let you do all the analysis."
"Ahh, well I'm more in favor of acting than analyzing," he said and scribbled something on a sheet in the folder. "Don't you too prefer to get things done instead of just talking about doing things?"
"I guess..." she blushed and lowered her eyes. What is he really talking about?
"So," Konrad continued. "I've been in contact with your mother, and I've read your journal. Your doctor at South Oaks recommended that you and I meet once a week and I agree with him."
"Okay," Melissa mumbled not entirely sure she was happy with the direction the conversation was taking. Once a week!
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