Wish Right Now

The Rec Room is noisy, the level pumping up quickly as the minutes tick by. Outside, the bottom has fallen out and water is pooling all around campus-everyone who came into the room is soaked through. My shoes, soaked from my trek from the Humanities building for History, stand against the wall, and Maria and I lay sprawled on the floor, drying out.
I sigh, "I swear, I have no clue what I am going to do." I groan. For the last twenty minutes or so, we have been talking about the local art show that the school has every year. "I've got a few idead, but nothing really that can go."
"I'm sure that it's fine, Cil-Cil." Maria replies, comforting me. The door behind us opens and she grins, "Hey, Grant!"
A tall guy with dirty-blonde hair pulled back and tucked under his blue cap, with dark brown eyes walks over. I smile, sizing him up almost automatically-cute, but nothing really to pant over.
"So," Maria continues, "do you have anything for the art show, Pup?" she asks him. He shrugs, reaching down to pull out a sketch book.
Later that night, I sit up, struggling through two hundred years of History, when my cell rings. "Yello?" I answer, cradling it between my ear and shoulder and continuing to type.
"Hey! What's up, Cil-Cil?"
"Not much, Maria. What's up with you?"
"Walking back to the dorms. So...what did you think of Grant?"
"Grant?" my mind flashes back to the cute guy with the cocker spaniel eyes. "He's cool, I guess."
"'Cool, you guess'?" she shrieks, "Well, he thinks that you're cute."
"Really? Um...ok?"
"And he's single." she hints strongly. "He was wondering if he can have your number."
I shrug, then realize that she can't see that. "Sure. Ok, I guess."
"Awesome!" Maria chirps.
The next day, after my first class, I sit down in the Rec Room with some coffee, watching Kent get his head handed to him in his Magic game, when my cell buzzes.
Hey, it's Grant.
I tap out a reply, surprised that he's already starting to text me. Didn't gus usually have a three-day rule or something about this?"
Have you seen Maria today? I've got to finish this English paper and have  to miss our Chem lab.
Looking around I realize that, no, I haven't seen her. But, I offer ot help. Why now? I think, I'm bored and English is my thing.
An hour later, the two of us are propped up on his bed, sipping mugs of coffee.
"Thanks again for helpin' me." he drawls, moving closer to me.
I shrug, "No problem, glad to do it." I smile, looking around the room. "Your family?" I ask, pointing to a row of pictures lined up above his laptop.
"Yepyep. My mom and dad. And my best friend. And my cousin's girlfriend and me at my graduation." he replies, pointing at each picture. "And there," he points to another picture, "are my two dogs, Misty and Gigi. Misty's a yapper. Gigi's a tripper." he stops, sputtering out. "And I guess that's about all that i've got."
I get up, carefully so as to not spill the little bit of coffee left in my cup onto the bedspread, and put it beside the empty sink. "Well, I guess I'll go..." I trail off. Grant's right in front of me, moving closer, and I realize how deep and beautiful his eyes are....