Amy was having a pretty good day for a change.  The upstairs neighbors hadn't had their usual screaming fight the night before, so she'd gotten a decent night's sleep; she'd gotten an A on her term paper on the Etruscan language, which she'd been terrified about, sure it was terrible; and best of all, Nick, the cutest guy in her Survey of Ancient Art class -- no, the whole department -- had stayed to chat with her after class, and they'd made a tenative study date for tomorrow night.<br/><br/>Yep, things were definitely looking up.<br/><br/>She smiled as she slung her backpack over her shoulder and headed for her apartment, just off-campus, but still a pretty easy walk.  And she was in such a good mood, having to walk twice as far wouldn't have bothered her, even if it was a little chilly.  Her long, straight dark hair blew around her face in the breeze, and she tucked several strands back carefully.  She liked her hair, the way it framed her face and set off her relatively very pale skin and blue-green eyes, but she really was going to have to get it cut shorter.<br/><br/>She stuck her hands in her pockets, not bothering to pull out her gloves, and smiled as she walked.  Tomorrow, with just a little luck, would be even better...