Enemies With Benefits / A Doah Story (ON HOLD)

Chapter Eight - Slutty Brownies

Continuation from chapter seven

Dixie's POV

I finish tying my shoe and stand up leaving the dorm and stretching out my arms. It's six in the morning on Sunday, no one else will be up so I will be able to run in peace. Every Sunday I actually get up at six and go for a run. It calms me and gets me back into focus for the school. Tomorrow I have to tutor Noah as well, I'm gonna need to be calm for that. I jog from my dorm to the horse barn, which is a mile there and back. So two miles. I pass by all of the girl dorms, on my way towards the horses, and once I get to the barn I stop and look out at all the horses. Some are grazing and others are doing nothing. When I decide to head back I jog again. Three-fourths of the way there my shoe comes on tied, so I stop, putting my foot up against a tree to retie it. I start up again at a slower pace, I look over at the dorms, everything is so peaceful. No lights on, no loud noises. It sounds and looks like it was a calm night. I see the dorm next time mine, and I see the door open. I wonder who else is up there early? When Noah slips out, I stop jogging. He pulls his sweatshirt on and takes a breath, turning up my iPod. God, of course, it wasn't a calm night. Noah had to have a girl! I slip over to the other side of the street, no way do I want him to see me. I will continue running. I'm now mad, and nowhere close to calm. But why am I mad?

I thought better of him. But why? It's not like he is going to change for me, why would he since we're aren't even really friends. I wonder who it was... I know that's Madison's dorm, I wonder who else is all in there. Then I see the door open again and Bryce comes out. Oh god, Madison. I roll my eyes and cross the street again. I'm at my dorm, I go inside and shower getting ready for the day. What will I do?

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"Thanks for calling," I say to Nick, as we leave the restaurant. He called me around two o'clock asking if I would like to go out to eat with him and then practice play lines.

"No problem, so... who's place?" he asks, and I shrug. I could care less. "Do you even have your book?" he asks. I nod, pulling it out. "Well, then... How about mine." I nod and it sounds good. He pulls in and we go up to his room together, we practice lines for a good two hours and then we lose focus. "Well that was a good practice while it lasted!" he sighs, tossing his book on his desk. I laugh agreeing with him.

"How are your songs coming along?" I ask, wondering if he has practiced them at all. I know I haven't. I only have one song anyway, but I haven't even listened to the recording Mrs. Barrett emailed me.

"I've listened to the recordings, but that's about it. I have a private lesson with her tomorrow after school so she can work on them with me." I nod that sounds like a good idea.

"I love how you say that line introducing yourself to Herc! You do it perfectly." He says.

"Megara, my friends call me Meg, at least they would if they had any friends. So did they give a name along with all those rippling pectorals?" I quote my line. It's the only one I have memorized

"Perfect!" He sighs and messes up my hair. I get up laughing and go to his bathroom to fix my hair. I come out checking the clock, it's nine now. "What to do on a Sunday night." He sighs, and I nod. Now what? "Oh, I know!! have all the ingredients for you to make those brownie things, you should make them for me!" He smiles.

"Fine," I say and we head down to the kitchen. I saw this recipe called Slutty Brownies on the web a while ago and decided to make them. They are so good! All you do is make chocolate chip cookie dough and put it in the bottom of the brownie pan, then put one layer of Oreos on it and then the brownie batter. Cook it for however long the brownie batter calls for and then it's done!