Enemy Confessions

Chapter Nineteen

I sat on my bed and attempted to start my paper but quickly realized I left my textbook in class and too lazy to go and get it, I figured I would borrow Luke's. It's not like he never opens them anyways; He is naturally too smart for his own good. He once showed up to an exam late and drunk because he misread the day. Yet still managed to be among the first to finish first and aced it.

I opened the door to Luke and Cale's room "Hey Luke, just wondering if I coul.....HOLY SHIT! What the actual fuck!" I screamed as I noticed a very naked looking female lying on Cale's bed. I quickly discovered it was Blondie. Her eyes were just as wide as mine.

"What the hell are you doing barging into people's rooms!" She shrieked, panicked while trying to cover up her naked top half. On the bright side, if you can call it that; She was wearing a tiny thong...not that it was covering much.

I stared at her dumbfounded "Me! Are you dense!? Three other people live in this dorm besides Cale! Anyone could have walked in!" I yelled at her. I was looking everywhere but the horrendous image before me. I took a deep breath and managed to calm myself. "Does Cale even know you here? How did you even get in here without a FOB?" I had so many questions.

"I got it from Maria. I told her Cale needed something from his room, she said it was fine since she wasn't coming back tonight."

I shook my head. As sweet as Maria was, she was a bit naïve sometimes. "Well...this is officially awkward." I wish she would just put on some clothes. "Guess I'll just grab Luke's textbook and leave you then." I awkwardly grabbed his textbook off the table while Blondie silently watched me. I quickly scuttled out of the room and shut the door before things somehow became more awkward. I couldn't help but laughed to myself as I walked back to my room.

After doing some work, I went to the kitchen and stood at the island with a glass of champagne. I never heard Blondie emerged from the bedroom, she was either still waiting like a desperate puppy or too embarrassed.

After a few moments I heard the lock turn, and Cale emerged through the doors. I raised an eyebrow at him suspiciously.

"Do you ever not have champagne in your hand." He smirked at me crossing his arms walking over to the island.

I stared at him approaching "You're paying to surgically remove my eyeballs from my head." I announced with seriousness.

He rolled his eyes. "You've officially gone off the deep end."

"I googled it, it's about $50,000 and for an extra $10,000 I can have a new eyeballs. See?" I handed him my phone and continued to ponder the idea. "I'm thinking green eyes, I mean I like my blue eyes but I'm worried I'd get stuck with someone's muddy blue eyes. Green seems safer."

He sighed and closed his eyes. "Why are we having this discussion you psycho?"

"Glad you asked." I smiled and realized I was starting to sound like Maria. "Because I ran into a very naked female in your bedroom. And while I'm all for the female body I don't like looking at whoreish scum."

He looked at me with a raised eyebrow, his hair falling messily into his face. He clearly hadn't bothered to style it today, and it still looked like he could step onto the runway at New York fashion week. "Is this a joke?"

"I really wish it was." I scrunched my nose and finished my glass of champagne.

He looked at me while he walked cautiously over to his bedroom door while I poured myself another glass of champagne. He slowly opened the door and took one step in before quickly shutting it. I heard a very whiny "Heyyy" from the other side. Obviously, Blondie took offence to someone slamming the door on her.