Edward couldn't stop the shiver at the idea of a forensics major, but the minor certainly earned a shy smile. "I'm focusing on the science wing, too," he mumbled, watching Tiger's fingers dance across his keyboard. He didn't seem to mind his device being handled nor the personal touch Tiger seemed to show, but his eyes did have a keen glint to make sure it was handled carefully. It wasn't<i>new </i>new, but it still looked rather well cared for.<br/><br/>Edward leaned back as Tiger returned it to in front of him, quick to return to it and save Tiger's email into his contacts so he would be able to share more notes later on. He did go ahead and drop the last few weeks of notes in a new email and send it off as Tiger searched for his schedule. At Tiger's direction, his eyes fell to Tiger's screen and lit up.<br/><br/>"We share our whole Monday. Almost our Thursday, too, but my lab is at ten-thirty. Probably after yours is over?" He tried to recall the seating arrangement in his --<i>their, </i>he corrected himself -- next class but his mind was drawing a blank. He went to pull up his own schedule, interrupted with the pressing of a phone against the side of his forearm. He reached for it and looked it over. Would he even have the time? Between his full course-load, the studying with his fellow fraternity members, and the so-called ''extra study sessions". . . What would Dwayne even say?<br/><br/>Edward found himself already typing in his number and email, just in case. "It.. ah. It's okay, I usually get both around the same time." He saved it for Tiger and passed the phone back so he could finish logging into his own schedule page. "I, um. I do a lot of study groups, too.. B-but I bet we could find time?"<br/><br/>The eager edge in his voice almost buried the hopefulness that lingered, perhaps at the idea of helping someone else, or even getting the chance to talk to someone new? He was there for a bachelor's to start, but the course-load screamed intelligent and over-eager. He seemed less over-<i>eager</i>and more over-<i>worked</i>, but it was just how he managed to cope. With any luck, he'd finish early, be able to move to the graduate program on the other side of town and get to bid farewell to everyone he knew.<br/><br/><div class="bbCodeSpoiler">
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<div class="bbCodeBlock-content"><b><u>Monday</u></b>:<br/>
7:30 AM Humanities<br/>
10:00 AM Biochemistry<br/>
1:00 PM Microbiology<br/>
3:00 PM Micro-Lab<br/>
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<u><b>Tuesday</b></u>:<br/>
8:00 AM English <br/>
10:15 AM Calculus<br/>
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<b><u>Wednesday:</u></b><br/>
10:15 AM Calculus<br/>
1:00 PM Microbiology<br/>
3:00 PM Micro-Lab<br/>
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<b><u>Thursday</u></b>:<br/>
10:30 AM Bio-Lab<br/>
1:00 PM Humanities</div>
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