The relief in his expression was so visible that it could almost be physically measured.
"N-no. Next year." His smile was a little timid, although, truth be toldm, Riff was turning out to be pretty damned nice. It didn't take much to impress Gor: a nice person was impressive enough. "I'm pretty much guaranteed a full scholarship to MIT. I just need to write an essay." In the back of his mind, he wondered if he would ever actually see MIT -- probably not. Just his luck: a few months left of his imprisonment at home and he's suddenly kidnapped, whisked away to...here.