"Is law really hard to study? I heard you had to take lots of courses for it. But if it's really easy. . . ." I paused. I'd never thought of offering something like this before. "If you have time on the side, I could e-mail you some info about English literature courses."
"What?" he looked up, surprised. But he wasn't as surprised as me.
"Well, I figured that since you like it, that, um. . . ."
He started to chuckle. "You mean I should minor in English lit instead of maths like I was told to do. A bit strange, but it's not illegal." he paused, a thoughful look coming onto his face. "Maybe." he murmured.
Okay, I had to admit that it was kinda cute. The thoughtful look, I mean.
"What do you plan to do after Reading?" he asked me.
"Huh? Oh, I'll probably be in English lit professor. Or maybe study languages like Latin or Mayan. I always though that those things were really neat."
"So you have a fascination for dead languages, too. Smart, literate. . .Do you also happen to play harmonica or kazoo?" he asked, grinning ironically.
"Actually, I'm not that good with instruments. . ." I paused. He was teasing me! I grinned back. "Well, unless you count being forced to play trombone since fifth grade, that is."
"Ouch." he remarked. "Too many long notes in there, right?"
"No. I was just terrible, that's all, and I never practiced."
"Tsk, tsk. Too busy getting lost in a Jane Austen novel?" he joked. My mouth dropped open.
"Hey! For your information, Patrick, I happened to get a scholarship because of all those Jane Austen novels."
"Really?" he asked, his face suddenly changing. "I was actually offered a scholarship to Reading. . ."
Oops. From the look on his face. . . it can't be. No! HE couldn't have been the guy who turned down that scholarship. They said I was lucky to get it because of him!!