Not That Girl

Chapter 23

Come on, last question. I've got this.

*A feather is dropped on the moon from a height of 1.40 meters. The acceleration of gravity on the moon is 1.67 m/s2. Determine the time for the feather to fall to the surface of the moon.*

Damn you stupid exam.

Screw it, I'm just going to put... t = 1.29 s

After much pencil chewing, foot tapping and head scratching the teacher watching us called pens down. Ironic since we're using pencils.

Michael, William and Emily have already finished their final exams since we're all on different schedules, sucks that my surname is at the end of the alphabet.

'The first row may stand and leave, please place your papers on the front desk and no talking.'

Yesss, finally did something right, sat in the front row. As soon as I set my answer booklet down I wanted to fist bump someone but obviously I can't.

Michael scooped me up in his arms and spun around with a grin, 'We're done! We're done!'

I laughed at his enthusiasm, 'Hey, we still have to wait for our marks to see how we did.'

'Nah, I already know I'll get my degree in advanced engineering and you'll get your psychology degree.'

'Emily and Will can get their medical licenses.' I smiled.

'I think they've still got a few years to go.'

'Right.'

'So, can I walk you back to your sorority?'

'Sure.'

'Yay.' He tangled his fingers through mine.

We walked in a comfortable silence with occasional silly grins at each other. I'm so glad I only had to study for a year to get my degree, Michael had to do two years but he'd done thankfully. William has three years left and Emily has four but I think they'll make it together.

I opened the door to my room and stopped, my pictures aren't on the table anymore and my laptops missing. The closet sat open and empty, all my things seemed to have vanished.

'My stuff...' Who would steal all my things!?

Michael smirked, 'I bought this huge apartment overlooking the theaters uptown, it's got lock up garages and an infinity pool.'

What the hell, 'What!? My stuff's gone you idiot!'

'I know, it's in my apartment. Our apartment if you want.'

'You stole my stuff?'

'Stole is a strong word.'

'Wait...' It finally sunk in, 'You want to move in together?'

'Well you've been staying in my room for the past month, the guys all think I'm getting some... I swear I told them it's not like that.' He quickly backtracked.

'We're moving in together.'

'Good coz I already moved your car there and I really don't want you to think I stole that too.'

'You drove my car!? Is it okay?'

He rolled his eyes at me, 'I can drive woman.'

'No, you can race, driving is something else.'

'Shut up and lets go, I want you to see the apartment. Our place.'

'Our place.' I echoed, 'I like the sound of that.'

'Hey Ronny?'

'Yeah?'

'I love you, k?'

I looked him straight in the eyes and smiled softly, 'I love you too.'