Free Impulsive (Reach out to Me) by Christine McGreggor

up.”
     
                  “Okay,” Kara said slowly, still not exactly sure why Thomas was taking the time to explain all of this to her.
     
                  “I need time to study,” he explained finally, not sure how to cushion his words further.
     
                  “Sure,” she said, as if it was obvious.
     
                  “I might not be able to spend a whole lot of my free time with you for a few weeks,” he went on, relieved that she was taking it so well.
     
                  “I understand,” she said lightly. “There’s an 80’s film festival this Friday. Do you want to go?”
     
                  “Kara,” he said. “I just told you I might not be able to spend very much time with you.”
     
                  “I didn’t know that meant no time at all,” she said as the realization of his intentions began to seep in.
     
                  “It doesn’t,” he protested. “It’s just that the festival is almost an hour away, and they’re showing three movies and I’d have to miss class to even get us there on time.”
     
                  “You haven’t missed a lot of class, have you?” she asked.
     
                  “No,” he answered, aware that this argument wasn’t going in his favor. “I’d like to keep it that way too.”
     
                  “They’re showing such great movies though,” Kara argued. “I know we’d have a really good time!”
     
                  “Fine.” he said giving in with a sigh. “We’ll do the film festival, but I really will have to buckle down to get caught up on everything else before then, do you understand?”
     
                  “Sure thing!” Kara chirped.
     
                  As a result of that conversation, Thomas was legitimately shocked when she showed up at his apartment at around 8 that night.
     
                  “Kara? What are you doing here?”
     
                  “I started thinking about it,” she answered as she stood on tiptoe to press a kiss to his cheek. “You’re probably one of those guys that won’t take a break once he gets going and that’s not a healthy thing to do. So in the spirit of keeping you healthy, I’ve brought nourishment.”
     
                  Thomas didn’t know how to explain that, yes, he was one of those guys that didn’t stop when he got started but it was because stopping totally derailed his train of thought. He glanced almost desperately at his homework before turning to his brand-new, very sexy girlfriend.
     
                  “Thank you,” he said. “It looks delicious.”
     
                  It really did. She had gone to a sub shop that he’d enjoyed earlier in the week and she’d even remembered to get his favorite, a buffalo chicken wrap with ranch instead of blue cheese. He sat down at the table with her and listened to her talk about Michelle’s wedding plans.
     
                  “So, she still hasn’t figured out this cake thing,” she said, taking a bite of her own wrap. “And I think that I’m more worried about it than she is. She’s usually so meticulous about everything, but she’s also really laidback so the wedding planning has been really hard on my nerves,” Kara said with a laugh. “I know if it was my wedding I would either do something crazy like run to Vegas so I didn’t have to plan anything, or I’d obsess over every detail. I guess I shouldn’t be telling you all that,” she went on with another laugh. “You’ll call me tomorrow and say we shouldn’t see each other anymore or something now, won’t you?”
     
                  “Of course not,” he said with a smile. “Just so you know, Vegas would be my pick.”
     
                  “Really?” Kara didn’t bother to try