i'm only here for the food

“Forensic Anthropology. Hope you like bones.” she chuckled “Both the ones apart of the human anatomy and the show.” 

“Well I do enjoy the show.” He said with a smile, “Although, I do prefer to have my bones surrounded by skin and muscle.” He joked, “Although, boneless chicken wings have a special place in my heart.”

“Hey if you do let me know ahead of time. I can introduce you to a few people.” he smirked “Maybe a couple of older ladies.” he said with a nudge. 

Dallas smiled, “Ah the cougars.” He said with a chuckle, “I hear they love new meat.”

“Ah photography. I can’t really say much for the photography program, but the professors are good enough people.” she said honestly. “If you are wanting adventure and the top art school I would suggest to go to Emily Carr in Vancouver- don’t tell admissions I said that.” she said with a laugh. “Though this University does have a quality art department.”

“Your secret is safe with me.” Dallas said with a smile, “I think I want to stay around here for university so..” he said sort of trailing off. “So is the photography program separate from the art department or?” 

“I’m gonna do some real scooby-doo shit… wanna join me?”

“Do you have snacks?” 

“Okay here is the deal.” she said with a chuckle “You can go to my classes and I’ll go to yours”

“Okay, but before I make any deals, I need to know what you’re majoring in.”

“You should just wander around the campus. I mean you probably know some people on campus.” he shrugged “Don’t worry about it too much, worrying just makes things worse.” 

“Yeah, you’re right, maybe I’ll wander over there one day.” Dallas said with a shrug, “Cause some trouble and whatnot,” he chuckled.

“Those tours are boring anyways but don’t let them know I said that.” she chuckled. “Are you interested in the art program or did you just find yourself here?”

Dallas chuckled, “You can say that again,” he said with a nod. “Sort of..” Dallas trailed off, “I’m really into photography, I take pictures for the local newspaper and the schools yearbook sometimes. I don’t know much about the art program here though.”

“Oh nice!” she smiled, completely unaware he was lying. “I major in interior design, how about you?”

Dallas smiled, “Oh, um, I’m kind of between majors right now.” Dallas said with a shrug, “Trying to choose between Sports Marketing and Public Relations, nothing big.”

“Really? Creative.” She smiled “Though you don’t look like one of my Art History students… do you even go here?”

“Yes, thank you, I pride myself on my creative.” Dallas said with a laugh, “But you got me. I’m still in high school. Just got a little sidetracked during my tour, and now I’m here.”

“Obviously you haven’t wandered around the music wing of Mohawk.” he chuckled “Honestly. Take your time choose something you enjoy.” 

“I haven’t even wandered around Mohawk in general.” Dallas laughed, “Yeah, just getting a little stressful because I graduate in a few months. Yikes.”

“Oh it’s so different.” she teased “I go to class. I do homework. Oh hey and sometimes I get to go out… before curfew - of course.”

“Well college sounds ten times better than high school. No morning classes sounds right up my alley.” 

“Cheeky as hell too.” She nodded in reply. “You better be careful with that.”

“Why would I need to be careful?” He questioned with a smile. 

”If you are here about an extension on the essay you better have a good reason.”

“Uhm.. Dog ate my lizard. And my lizard ate my homework.”

“See, but you love your own company so it’s okay.”

“Yes, good point. I am full of amazing ideas and fun adventures. I will never get bored.”

“Maybe I like them young.” she gave him a wing before adding “Dallas. I am only a year older than you.”

“Yes but still in college. It’s not really just a year, it’s like a whole lifetime.” Dallas said dramatically with a wink. “College is ten times different from high school. Not that I really know, but I’ve seen the movies!”

“Yeah, it’s pretty great. Plus it helps with the ladies and sometimes with men.” he smirked “What do you want to study?”

“I can definitely see how that would work, don’t come by a young jazz musician too often.” Dallas smiled, “I haven’t really made a concrete choice yet, maybe sports marketing, or something in Public Relations. Who knows really?”

Eden scoffed, smiling with smugness. “Somewhat.” 

Dallas smiled at the girl, “I have that effect on people.”