WHERE TO HIDE BETWEEN CLASSES

Boston College’s campus has a funny way of stretching and shrinking with time. Ten minutes before class, it feels like a sprint across continents; ten minutes after, like an eternity to fill. For students whose schedules scatter them across Upper, Lower, and everything in between, the dead hour between classes can feel like purgatory—too long to loiter, too short to nap, and just inconvenient enough that returning to your dorm is a lost cause. Luckily, BC is full of quiet corners and secret sanctuaries where you can disappear for a while—without technically leaving campus.

O’Neill’s Fifth Floor
Forget the ground-floor chaos. The fifth floor of O’Neill is where silence turns sacred. The sunlight spills through the tall windows, the hum of laptops syncs to a collective rhythm of procrastination, and the view of Gasson’s towers makes even a quick study session feel cinematic. If you manage to snag a window seat, guard it with your life. It’s the kind of spot where an hour feels suspended (part productivity, part daydream).

The Gasson Arches
If Hogwarts had a study nook, it would be the Gasson arches. The echo of footsteps, the chill in the stone, the faint bell sounds drifting through—it’s peak BC aesthetic. It’s where you go to write, reflect, or eavesdrop on a conversation that sounds like it came from a philosophy major’s fever dream. Bring a coffee, wear a scarf, and pretend you’re in a gothic novel.

Devlin’s Hidden Hallways
Devlin Hall is full of narrow corridors that lead nowhere in particular, which is exactly what makes them perfect. You’ll find stray benches tucked into alcoves, bulletin boards with decade-old flyers, and the occasional professor pacing mid-lecture prep. It’s not glamorous, but it’s one of the few places on campus where you can vanish into anonymity and still make it to your next class in under five minutes.

The Shaw House Lawn
When the weather’s good, the small lawn behind Shaw is the sweet spot between campus bustle and dorm-level comfort. It’s quiet enough to read but close enough to grab lunch after. Plus, it’s one of the only green spaces that doesn’t feel like a thoroughfare—just a patch of calm carved out of chaos.

Because hiding between classes isn’t really about hiding, it’s about reclaiming time. Those fleeting in-between moments that don’t belong to anyone else. Whether you’re perched under an archway or sprawled in a sunlit library corner, these pockets of stillness are what make the chaos of college bearable—maybe even beautiful.