Are You Lost?

Chapter 4

After all my classes ended, I headed to my dorm. When I opened it I saw and heard a very heated argument between Biana and another guy who looked really similar to her.

"I'M TELLING YOU BIANA! I DID NOT TAKE THE MONEY OUT OF MOM AND DAD'S BANK ACCOUNT!!" The guy shouts.

"OH REALLY? THEN WHO DID? BECAUSE I KNOW THAT I HAVEN'T SPENT A PENNY THAT ISN'T MINE ALL YEAR!" Biana yells back.

I clear my throat and they both look at me. Biana takes a deep breath and says, "Fitz this is Sophie, my roommate. Sophie, this is Fitz, my brother."

Oh, so that's the heartbreaker brother. Nice.

"Nice to meet you Sophie," Fitz says politely.

"Yeah, nice to meet you too," I mutter.

"Okay, well, we'll finish this later Biana. Bye guys," Fitz says.

We both mumble goodbye, but I do catch a wink Fitz gives me and I assume my face is going nuclear. The second after Fitz closes the door I look at Biana with wide eyes. "So... that's Fitz? What the hell was he doing here?"

Biana sighs and replies, "I honestly don't know. Apparently somebody took $3,000 out of my parent's bank account and the only logical explanation is that Fitz did it for some sort of party where he probably hooked up with someone and got really drunk and forgot about the whole thing."

Processing the information, I try to remember all the parties that have happened here (all of which I haven't gone to), but can't recall one with a host named Fitz.

As I sit down next to her, we start talking about some possibilities when I remember what happened on my way to my first class. "Is it okay if we come back to that later? I need to tell you something super important." I say shyly.

"Yeah sure, what is it?" Biana asks.

Replaying the whole morning in my head, I tell her everything that had happened. But leaving out the part about how handsome I thought Keefe was.

"Wait a second, KEEFE SENCEN ASKED YOU FOR YOUR NUMBER?!" Biana screamed.

"Well he didn't tell me his last name, but I'm guessing there aren't too many other guys named Keefe, so yeah." I stammer.

"Do you know how frickin lucky you are Sophie?! I have been trying to get a date with him for years!" Biana states.

"Woah, woah, woah, who said anything about dating him? We just met and he only asked me for my number!" I reply with a confused face.

"Yeah but this is KEEFE SENCEN we're talking about. If he asks for your number he is basically saying 'Hey I think you're pretty, let's date!' I only have his number because he and Fitz are best friends and he used to spend everyday at our house."

"Oh, well that's nice. But Biana, we. Are. Not. Dating. Got it?" I ask.

"Alright fine, but if something starts to happen let me know immediately!" Biana makes me promise.

"Fine," I promise.

"Good. I'm hungry, wanna grab an early dinner and catch a movie? There aren't really any good ones out now, but I'm sure we can find something to make fun of," Biana says excitedly.

"Yeah sure, how does Chinese sound?"

*Time Skip Brought To You By The Great Gulon Incident*

"That was the weirdest yet most entertaining kids movie I have ever seen. Thank you Biana, for making me watch Tinker Bell and the Pirate Fairy. Now please distract me and start talking about something else," I beg Biana once we leave the movie theater.

"Alright, ummmm, did you know that Tom Hiddleston was Captain Hook in the movie?" Biana asks, trying to get my mind off the movie.

"Holy. Crap. I will never unhear that. I mean, yay Marvel but..."

We keep talking about random things as we walk to the car, and on the way to Foxfire.

When we got back to our room my phone dinged with a text, and I was surprised to see that it was from Keefe.

Before opening it, I lock myself in the bathroom wanting some privacy from Biana. It's not that I don't want to share the text with her, it's just... I don't want to share the text with her.

Sitting on the cool tiles of the bathroom floor, I take a shaky breath and open the text and am shocked to see what it says:

hey foster! i was wondering if you wanted to grab dinner sometime with me. it does not have to be a date, it can just be two college friends going to dinner. whaddya say?

I stare at the text trying to figure out if he actually sent that. After a few minutes of doing nothing, I pull myself together and text him back.

hey, dinner sounds great! i'm not looking to date anyone right now so thanks :) i'm free on friday if that works for you

After waiting for a few minutes, she got a reply.

Friday sounds great! i'll pick you up at 7, what's your dorm number?

She replied in a hurry.

113, see you then!

see you then foster ;)

As I try to fall asleep (with no luck), there is only one thing on my mind. I could not wait for Friday.