NightLocker: Makes sense

PixieBurn: It does?

NightLocker: Yes. You’re good at helping people

NightLocker: Now you want to be great at it

NightLocker: Did your dad do a backflip when you told him?

PixieBurn: I haven’t yet

NightLocker: Why?

PixieBurn: I decided this morning. When they let me into this class.

I bit down on my lip to stop my smile from spreading too wide.

Of course he understood—even when I hadn’t had the time to explain it to him. The class, my decision, it had all happened this morning when they’d allowed my late admission.

NightLocker: A $10 says he cries

PixieBurn: lol

PixieBurn: Sometimes it’s scary how much you get me. Get my family.

NightLocker: Too much?

PixieBurn: Never

NightLocker: Good

NightLocker: Now get out of that class and come back to bed

Tempting. So very tempting.

PixieBurn: Tempting

PixieBurn: But I’ve got to focus. This isn’t easy like all my other classes

NightLocker: Then what are you doing talking to me? lol

PixieBurn: The professor is struggling with his powerpoint

NightLocker: You could help him

PixieBurn: This super hot guy is distracting me

NightLocker: ...

NightLocker: Do I need to enroll in psychology?

PixieBurn: lol why?

NightLocker: Don’t want the hot guy stealing you

PixieBurn: I was talking about you

NightLocker: Of course you were

PixieBurn: Besides

PixieBurn: No one could steal me from you

Literally no one. Loki himself could walk into this class…

Mmm. Loki.

No. I would say no to his advances because that’s how much I loved Dean. How close we’d grown over the last year.

My best friend.

My boyfriend.

Love of my life.

But I could appreciate Loki. From a distance.

NightLocker: Good

NightLocker: I really didn’t want to add another class

NightLocker: But I would

NightLocker: for you lol

PixieBurn: I’m so lucky

PixieBurn: Powerpoint is back up

I focused on the professor as he started his opening lecture. It was so hard to split my attention—I really wanted to do well in this class. Wanted to go on to minor in it and have the knowledge necessary to volunteer at an advice hotline or perhaps, maybe, qualify for a guidance counselor position. It would also be nice to stop asking my dad for advice on the questions that continued to roll in for the blog.

After Ask Me Anything I found a calling I never knew existed. I wanted to explore it, see how long I could keep the blog successful, helpful, streamline it and maybe someday bring in other people with different experiences and relationships and viewpoints. But first, school. Furthering my knowledge, that was most important.

NightLocker: Fine

NightLocker: Go learn stuff

PixieBurn: I have a two hour break after

NightLocker: I’ll cook you lunch

PixieBurn: :)

NightLocker: DC, Pixie

PixieBurn: Love you, too

I clicked off the chat box, the same smile shaping my face.