Yes Master 2

Chapter Thirteen

The next day, Anita was terrified to return to her dorm. She had been avoiding going to it all day long. She was done with all her classes now. Sophie was too busy with school work to hang out again. She had no choice but to return to her dorm.

As she slowly made her way back to her dorm building, looking over her shoulder constantly as she walked, her phone dinged, signaling that she had received a message. She took it out of her pocket and looked at the screen. It was Caspian.

Hey. Was wondering if you wanted to work on the script for the project?

She was going to reply that she didn't feel like doing it tonight and that tomorrow would be better. But when she was halfway done typing her reply, she froze. An idea had just popped into her head.

She erased the message she had been typing and restarted. When she was done typing, she pressed the blue arrow beside the text box and sent it.

Sounds good! Come to my dorm now. It's in the Huckleberry building. Room 437.

This would at least keep Loki away for a few more hours. She didn't know what she would do after Caspian left. She decided she would figure it out when the time came. She was nervous thinking about it though. He was likely extremely furious with her.
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Anita waited outside her room for Caspian to enter. There was no way she was going in there alone.

Caspian appeared down the hall from around a corner. When he spotted her, he walked over to her.

"Hey," he said with a small smile.

"Hi," she said shyly.

"Uh, why are you standing outside your room?"

"Oh uh, I just wanted to get up, stretch my legs. I went for a small walk around the building."

"Oh. Okay."

They stared at each other for a few moments.

"Um...are we going to go in?"

"Oh, yeah! Sorry. I spaced out a little bit."

She took her key out of the pocket of her pastel blue sweatshirt and unlocked the door. They entered, her first, him following after her.

"Woah...nice room. It's really cozy in here."

"Thanks. I've been trying to make the best of the room I have."

He looked at the posters she had put up on the plain white walls.

"You listen to Fall Out Boy? And Arctic Monkeys?"

"Yeah. Do you?"

"They're two of my favorite bands."

"Wow really? Cool!"

'He's cute and he's got good taste in music," she thought.

"Where can I sit?" he asked.

"On the bed is fine."

He sat down on her bed and took off the brown leather backpack he had been wearing. While his eyes were off her, she gazed at him. He was even cuter than the first time she had seen him. This time he wore blue jeans, and a striped vintage sweater with different shades of brown for each stripe. On his feet were black Converse.

"Are you okay?" he asked, making her jump.

"What?"

"I said are you okay?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"You were staring at me."

"No, I wasn't. I was just zoning out again, sorry. I'm tired."