he laughed -ha ha ha, very nice dude. what will you be doing in an hour in a half? i don't have a second or third period for finals-

-probably be getting out of mine for a break. fooooood fooood braaaaaainz!- He's hungry. Bet you couldn't tell.

he laughed harder garnering a strange look from a passing body -i bet. hey look, it's the spot i ran over you at yesterday-

- -noms on you- braaaaaaaainz Lovely memories right there lol- He just shakes his head a bit as he walks to the campus.

-sorry again- he turns the corner, he can see the edge of the school gates now

-eh...its whatever....neither of us is hurt so it's all good- After awhile...he's trudging up the stairs to his classroom.

-ok, no phones on campus, can i text you when class is over?-

-yeah sure go for it- He's glad he's in college. Teachers don't care that much at all...minus if it rings in class.

he nodded then realized the other could not see -yes!- he turned off his phone and walked into the building for the last time

He just turns his phone to vibrate before sitting down in his class and doing his test as well. Though he feels like his brain starts melting during the test. Or maybe that's just his stomach eating itself.

he sped through his test with time to spare so he set his head on the desk. he did not dare pull his phone out lest the class get a failing grade but he felt compelled to put a hand on it all the same. the buttons could be felt through the thin denim of his jeans and he grew impaitent. he did his damnedest to will away that last nine minutes

Once Chris is done with his test, he just goes outside and sits down, hoping that feeling of his brain being much will go away. The test, it hurt his brain.

the first thing he did after making it out of the building was text the other -hey, you know where burgerking is?-

-who doesnt? So yep, I know where it is- He just gets up and starts walking across campus towards it kind of. Most food places seem to be in that general direction anyway.

-ten minutes- he put his phone in his pocket and unstrapped his board from his back-pack, it'd take him closer to four if he hurried but he did not want to rush the other.

As he walks to the food, he starts thinking about how he should really buy a bike. It would be so much faster. And easier. -almost there- He texts Alec after a bit.