It had been ten days since class had started and both of us were swamped with readings and papers due. I was studying Anthropology and she was here for Psychology so luckily a lot of our first year introductory courses were the same. That way we could go to each other for help if we needed it. We had our first year Social Science intro courses for Psychology, Sociology, Anthropology and a choice of either Child and Youth Studies or Women's Studies. Then after all that, we had our own electives. Both of us had the Social Science trio and chose Women's Studies but had our electives in different courses in the humanities: Mine was Mythology and Lore and hers was French Studies.
"Est-ce tu veut m'aide avec mes reponses du psychologie?"
"Huh?" I asked looking up at her holding her Psych textbook with a pouting lip. "Luna, you know I can't speak French."
"Ok, can you help me with my Psych responses? I have no idea what to say for them."
"Alright," I said and put down my textbook on Norse Mythology to go help her out. We sat on her bed for many of the evening hours trying to come up with some answers for her seminar the next morning. No matter how hard I tried though, she just couldn't focus long enough to take in anything and write it down. I tried to help her focus but sometimes she'd get snippy with me to the point, where it sounded like she was grumbling to herself about all this.
"Sorry, I just can't do it tonight. I'll just do next week's instead," she said finally and slid off the bed.
"You ok?" I asked worriedly until I noticed her grab one of the bottles and take it with her into the bathroom with her pyjamas.
"I'll be fine," she said and shut the door behind her.
The next day, I didn't see her until after my Mythology lecture and seminar in the early afternoon. When I did, she seemed pretty much the same as the night before except maybe slightly more irritable.
"Hey, I hope you don't mind but I'm going home this weekend. Maybe some fresh air will help me focus," she said when I came back to our room.
"Ok sure. I'll be here," I said and sat on my bed to catch up on some of the sleep I missed out helping her then finishing my readings.
When Thursday afternoon came, Luna's parents came to pick her up and bring her home since she didn't have class on Fridays.
"Hey, I'll bring you back a moose steak in case you wanna break your vegetarianism," she said with a laugh when she placed her suitcase into the cab of her father's pickup.
"I'll pass but thanks for the offer," I said with a smile and extended an arm out for a hug. "Have a good time."
"I will thanks," she said and hugged me tight for a second before bouncing into her father's truck and heading home.