No Boyfriend No Problem

My not so great luck

I overslept the first day of classes. Just great. I am running around trying to get ready when there's a knock at the door. I open the door to find a short girl standing there with an envelope.

"Are you Annie Lawson?" She asks her voice way too perky.

"Yes."

"Your schedule was in my mailbox, I assumed you might need it today."

"Yes thank you."

I was shutting the door when she sticks her foot in the way.

"Aren't you going to ask for my name?"

"Yes sorry, my first class is in fifteen minutes and I am not even ready yet, What's your name?"

"Justine. What's your first class?"

I open up my schedule and looked.

"The history of music arts."

"Oh I have that too with Mr. Patrick?"

"Yes." I reply quickly.

"Cool. I live to the right of you right there." She points to the dorm on her right. " I'll come over in a few minutes and we can walk to class together!"

"Ok."

She walks away and I hurriedly shut the door. I run into my room and quickly pull on skinny jeans, a purple sweater, and black knee high boots. I grab my shoulder bag and phone and then I hear a knock at my door. Oh my gosh, I hope Justine is one of those people you gotta love, and not someone who constantly bugs you. I open up the door walk out, and shut it behind me.

"Hi Annie!"

"Hi Justine. So, do you know where we are going?"

"Yep. Wanna play 20 questions about each other?"

"Sure..."

"Can I go first?" Justine asks.

"By all means." I reply

"Ok, number 1. Where are you from?"

This walk better not be long, I don't like telling people I just met everything about myself.

"Uh, Ohio."

"That's cool, your turn," Justine says.

Oh great, it's not all about me.

"What's your middle name?"

I have this thing where I like to know people's middle names. I think of middle names as a secret. I mean how many people know your middle name?

"Marie."

"That's my aunts name. It's pretty." I say.

She blushes and grows a huge smile on her face. This girl must not get much complements.

"Ok, number 2. What instruments do you play?"

"I got accepted into NSM for piano. But I can also play guitar a little."

"That's cool. Your turn."

I was about to ask her what she plays when I see the guy with blond hair sitting on a bench. I guess Justine sensed my discomfort.

"Do you know Ryan?" Justine asks.

"Whose Ryan?" I ask her though I think I already know who it is.

Without answering she grabs my hand and pulls me towards him. Oh no!

"Justine, in don't think..." I try to whisper to her before we get close enough for him to hear.