One student begins her trek to class, clad in Converse and wearing a vintage skirt.
She passes a dapper gentleman sporting a blue shirt and a newsboy cap. He yawns in the shade,
trying to chase away the afternoon’s drowsing effect.
A student beats the heat in a cool white cotton top. A cover of green leaves obscures the sun. She
FaceTimes with her friend to pass the gap between her classes. Her smile makes the day much
brighter.
Ahead, the Falcon Center is still a bustling hub. Groups of friends congregate over iced coffee
and their laptops. Their weekly practice is rarely skipped and always anticipated.
A floor above, the chatters echo through the dining hall. Two classmates share a table,
desperately trying to hear each other over the clattering of dishes and silverware. They still find a
way to laugh.
On the lawn, a student dressed in a whimsical yellow sweater cracks open a book to enjoy
in the shade of a tree. She is transported into the world between those pages.
Students pose on the lawn for a photo, wave, and smile. Their summer soon approaches.
