We all sat around the table in mine and Megan's favourite little cafe in all of London having our breakfast. I went with the classic avocado on toast whilst Megan, Mason and Jack all had the beagles.
'So what are you lovely ladies doing today?' Mason asked sipping on his coffee and eyeing all of us.
'I've got uni at 4 as has Megan' I replied, making sure Megan heard me, she's a sucker for ditching lectures to do literally anything else. 'You?' I added looking around at Jack who was sat next to me seemingly in a world of his own.
'We've got a match tonight, you girls wanna come?' Jack asked once he'd snapped out of his day dream, he pressed his hand to my upper thigh as he asked and began dragging it further and further up my leg.
'That would me awesome!' Megan squealed clapping her hands together like a child that just got a sticker at the dentist. I rolled my eyes at her childish ways even though they make me smile.
'Sweet go to Wembley arena tonight at 7, we'll meet yous after' Mason smiled kissing Megan on the forehead before him and Jack both stood up to leave.
Before they left Jack whispered in my ear 'Wear the black ones again'
I blushed and covered my face with embarrassment but nodded and kissed him before he left. Sitting down at the table we waited until they had both left and saw Jack drive away before we both squealed like kids.
'What the hell is happening!?' I asked Megan with utter shock running through my veins.
'Right tell me about your night I need details!' She responded grabbing onto my hands and leaning in close to me so I could tell her everything without anyone else hearing.
'Was it good?' She asked after I finished telling her about what happened in the car.
'The best' I blushed looking down and having a little giggle to myself.
It was then Megan's turn to tell me and like two little kids were giggled and blushed the entire time squealing like school children that had just had a lunchtime date with their crush.
Once we had finished gossiping and giggling we headed back to the dorm room to get ready for our afternoon lecture. We spent the rest of the morning cleaning up and reading through textbooks and eventually it was time to head to class.
We got ourselves seated where we always do in the middle of the lecture hall and set out our things on the side tables.
'Did you read the assignment for next week?' Megan asked, handing me the paper register to sign my name down.
'I can't help thinking professor Dahlea enjoys torturing us' I replied in response to the 5000 word essay we're handing in next week.
Megan agreed and as if by magic in walked Dahlea to start our lecture. Today was the day he'd finally start teaching us about criminals something both myself and Megan have had a weird fascination with for years. I could find myself spending hours watching any crime documentary I could find, throwing myself into unsolved cases and dedicating any piece of free time I had to working on those cases.
Once the lecture started I began desperately scribbling down notes on everything he said, desperate to remember every piece of information he said.
The two hour lecture seemed to fly by and as the lecture ended myself and Megan threw ourselves into conversation about everything we had covered in the session as we headed to Starbucks for a coffee.
'What time do we have to leave later on?' I asked Megan as I stirred my iced tea making sure the sweetener was fully mixed in.
'Probably in like an hour?' She responded not moving her eyes from her phone screen.
