collage was not as bad as i expected it to be, don't get me wrong, it's still horrible. but the one thing that made it so horrible was the fact that even how much i tried to avoid everyone there was this one person who always followed me like a puppy.
for some reason calum must have thought that we'd become friends in someway when that was totally not the case. i don't have friends. i don't even need them. what is the point in having them if they're just gonna leave, they always do.
"-so i think you should help me!" calum whined, he sat by my desk. he had just told me a story about his crazy "girlfriend", as he'd put it. apperently this "girlfriend" was just a friend who believed she was a girlfriend. he told me she'd been stalking him and never let him out of sight. to me, it felt a bit familiar.
"i think you should leave." i said blankly. it was cold in the room for some weird reason and i pulled my sleeves further down my hands. i honestly didn't care about calums' stupid story. the only story i cared about was the one in the book i was reading. i really wonder what was gonna happen with patch. see, i know he would never leave nora like that, and who is-
"sam!"
"huh?"
"i was talking to you." calum narrowed his eyes.
"yeah, i'm not listening." i told him, like he didn't already know.
"i figured, what is that?" he said, nodding at my book.
"oh, uhm, final. but whatever." i said, referring to the book i was holding, but apperently that wasn't what calum was thinking of.
"no, not your book, that." he clearified, nodded to the wall behind me.
i put down the book and turned around, i couldn't see anything and i thought that calum was crazy, i mean i always had a guess. i shook my head as if i didn't understand, turning to calum only to have him roll his eyes at me. he stood up and walked over to my bed. he grabbed the beds end and dragged it away from the white wall. i was actually amazed of how strong calum was, he was dragging a bed with me sitting on it. not to mention the bed was pretty heavy and the legs of the bed made squeaking noises as they were moving against the floor.
"what the-"
"what!?" i said, crawling to the end of my bed, "holy! that explains why it's so cold here."
"yeah, sure it was." calum looked at me proudly like our minds were synced.
the thing that calum had seen behind my bed was not a techincally a thing, more like an opening. it was not big enough to fit a human, but maybe a cat? the black hole looked like a tunnel and i thought it was weird having a tunnel in one of the dorm rooms. for some reason i felt eager to find out what was inside there. maybe it was hiding something but i'm sure as hell the only thing hiding in there was spiders. which sent shivers down my spine. i don't want to sleep with spiders.
"we have to cover it with something." i said, more to myself than to calum.
"what! are you stupid? this is so cool."
"it is also so gross, you're not the one who has to live with insects and i don't know raccoons." i blurted out.
he scratched the back of his head and then looking at my closed door, "wait a minute." he said, and then he was on his feet and out of my room.
i moved further away from the whole, scared something might attack me. i patiently waited for calum to return with -what i hope- a cardboad of somesort to cover the hole. but as much as i wanted to cover it up for all the insects i wanted to know where it led, i guess i had to thank calum for also wanting to find something out. but this doens't mean i like him.
calum returned about three minutes later with a flashlight. he bent down in front of the hole and i moved closer to it again, also wanting to find out what was inside. i looked at calum before he turned on the flashlight. blank.
there was nothing in there, at least not what i could see. i sighed of disappointment, and sat up again, returning to my book.
"it's pretty deep." i heard him say, i thought he was done looking but probably not. i turned my head only to see calums head inside of the whole, with his left hand. "i wanna go in there."
"you're crazy."
"no, there is something in here. i can tell." he returned back up and looked at me. his eyebrows were drawn together as if he was thinking of something. he looked one more time before standing up and started pacing around the room. i looked at him from where he walked, from right to left, left to right.
"stop!" i shouted, "you're making me nervous."
he stopped, "oh sorry."
i wonder what he was thinking of. it was weird, that i cared, i usually don't but i guess a part of me also wanted to go in there.
"can't we just talk to the caretaker?" i suggested.
"no..." his voice trailed of, "we have to make the hole bigger."
"what?! no, calum. where am i going to sleep?"
"i would've suggested my room but i have a roommate. speaking of that, where's yours?"
"i don't have one." i said, proud of his expression. he looked so jealous.
"that's unfair! my roommate is an ass, can i move in here?"
"what?!" i choked, "no, absoutly not. why do you think i don't have one?"
he groaned and sat down beside me on the bed, crossing his legs. "i like you." he said, "you're a good friend."
"i don't like you, and we are not friends." i informed him, my voice thick.
"why not? i haven't done anything."
"i just don't have friends." i sighed, looking down at my hands.
no one said anything and a slightly awkward slience took place in my room. i usually don't find quietness uncomfortable, but for some reason this one was. i stood up from my bed and told calum to get out.
"but why?"
"cause i have homework." i told him, which was true, but i wasn't bothering to do them.
he groaned once more and stood up, pushing my bed against the wall again and then leaving. but right before leaving he turned in my door frame. "i'll come over later, and we're gonna find that hole out."
