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“To our last semester of undergrad!” Darcy almost shouted, clinking her shot glass of tequila together with Skye’s, Jemma’s, and Leo’s.
Jemma and Leo both coughed and sputtered after swallowing the shot while Skye and Darcy slammed their glasses down on the round table.
“Alright, time to do the traditional schedule spew.” Skye announced, digging around in her purse for the paper with all her classes printed on it.
“You know, I really don’t understand why we do this. It’s not we ever have any classes in common or know the professors.” Jemma huffed, digging around for her own paper.
“Religion, Violence, and Conflict Resolution with Maria Hill. Constitutional Law 2 with Maria Hill. God, does Hill ever sleep? I feel like I have had her at least twice every semester since I have started. Intro to Astrophysics for non-majors with Jane Foster. Russian 2 with Natasha Romanov… fuck, I failed the first god damn time because I couldn’t stop staring at her long enough to learn anything! And self-defense with Sif Norway… what kind of name is that?” Darcy rattled off, looking at her own schedule.
“I’m taking Intro to Astrophysics with Jane Foster too!” Jemma announced happily, before looking back down at her schedule. “Medicinal Chemistry with Dr. Bruce Banner. Biophysical Chemistry Laboratory with Clara Franzini-Armstrong. Religion and Myth with Thor Odison, oh that’s adorable, his name is myth. And Protein and Nucleic Acid Biochemistry with Dr. Bruce Banner.” Jemma finished.
“Oh god Jem, you’re going to die this semester, none of that sounds fun.” Leo said, patting his best friend on the back, like it might help. “Alright, let’s see what I have here. Computer Architecture with Tony Stark. Electrical Engineering for Circuits 2 with… Hm, no bloody clue how to say that.”
“Don’t look at me.” Jemma said as the paper was passed her way.
Leo huffed. “Fine, anyway. Intro to Business with Virginia Potts. And Design and Synthesis of Digital Hardware with Tony Stark.”
Jemma giggled. “Your semester doesn’t sound any better than mine.”
“I’m taking self-defense with you, Darcy.” Skye said with a smile that quickly faded. “Mother fucker!”
All three turned to look at the girl, confusion clear on their face.
“I signed up for a selected topics to fill one of my last requirements, and when I signed up for it, it was Woodwinds, and its Piano now, with Melinda May. You have to be kidding me, this is the last performance class I have to take!”
“What’s wrong with Piano?” Darcy asked, having missed when Skye had to take the mandatory piano classes at the very start of her education.
“We don’t talk about Skye and piano.” Jemma whispered.
“It’s a different prof this time, right? Maybe it will be better?” Leo tried to offer.
Skye all but growled, but looked back at her schedule. “Intro to Philosophy with Phil Coulson. And ASL 2 with Clint Barton.”
“At least the rest of the classes don’t sound too bad?” Jemma asked, trying to soothe her friend.
“Yea.” Skye sighed. “I’m never going to graduate.”