jor seemed cool； but now it seemed sort of dumb。 What was feminist dance； anyway？
I’m sure he could get a private lesson。
“They say rubbing the nose of the John Hay statue brings good luck。” Naomi rolled her eyes as if to show how ridiculous she thought the tradition was。 It didn’t stop several students from dipping away from the group to forcefully rub the sculpture； determined to increase their chances of admission。
Nate sighed。 He’d been at Deep Springs for the last year； but the college was only a two…year program。 Afterward； students transferred to schools like Harvard； Dartmouth； Yale； or Brown； which Nate had always heard was the most flexible and mellow of all the Ivies。 But no matter how laid…back Brown was； after living on a farm with thirty dudes； going to an actual university was going to be a giant jolt to the system。
“Let’s keep going！ I can’t wait to show you the science library！” Naomi trilled； walking backward。 Nate tried not to groan。 The more he heard； the less he felt like he belonged anywhere。
He jammed his hands in the pockets of his khakis。 It was just a few days after Christmas； and the Brown campus was practically deserted。 Nate looked around dazedly； trying to place himself here； but he couldn’t。
As he approached the campus gates； he noticed a pretty girl in a bright red coat； squinting at the campus map。 She was obviously lost。 Something about her made Nate want to go over and help her； and he found himself stepping away from the group。
As he got closer； he took in the girl’s long； curly brown hair and milky white skin。 It was Jennifer Humphrey； the sweet； big…chested freshman he’d hooked up with senior year！
Jenny squinted up at the map of the Brown campus。 She’d e to Providence to tour