He shrugs. “I love soccer and will continue to play as long as I can, but I won’t do it forever. Someday, I’ll need to do something else.”
“And security is what you want to do?”
“Yeah. It’s a great degree. It combines some business classes, criminal justice, CyberTech, and more.”
“That’s really great, Slater. I can see you doing some really cool work as a security guy. Ooo, maybe like a bodyguard.”
“Bodyguard?”
“Yeah. You know like in the movies or books. There’s always a super sexy, fit bodyguard that’s in charge of guarding the gorgeous female.”
“I’m the sexy, fit bodyguard?” he questions.
“Yep.”
“Are you the gorgeous female in this hypothetical situation?”
I laugh. “Ha. You're funny.” I wait a beat. “That’s cool, though.”
“What about you? What’s with history?”
I look up at him. “History. You know the study of the past.”
“I know what history is,” he grumbles.
I laugh. “Well, you asked.”
“Why are you getting a history major?”
“Why not?” I challenge. “I love history. It’s my favorite, and it’s in my blood. My stepdad and mom are both history teachers, and my brother was a history major as well.” When he doesn’t say anything, I continue. “I want to be a history major as well, I think.”
“You think?”
I grimace. I hadn’t meant to let those words slip out. “Don’t mind me. Yes, I always wanted to be a history major.”
“Wanted in the past tense?” His words hit me hard. “But you don’t want to any longer?”
“Slater,” I growl.
“What?”
I take a breath. “Nothing.”
But he won’t let it go. “What about history do you love?”
“Oh. Everything.”
“Like what?”
“I love,” I pause. “I love reading about history and...I loved my history classes.”
“What else?” he prompts.
“I love going to museums and reading about our past.”
He nods, and we continue on for a little while. “If you had to pick a favorite sport here, which one would it be?”
I’m thankful he finally changed the subject, and I jump on this new subject with enthusiasm. “Soccer.” I glance up at him “And that’s not just because I'm walking with you.”
