Chapter Seven.
JUSTIN:
When I arrived at the dorm building I wasn't sure what to do. My palms were all sweaty from having to see her and as I opened up the door to the building, the memories started to sink in. Like the time I took her out to dinner and I was supposed to go home but she pushed me right up against that brick wall by the drinking fountain and we made out for a good half hour. I remember picking her up in my arms and running my hands up her dress that she had on too. The black lace one with the little silver beads on it.
I remember our first day back in Toronto as a couple when I dropped her off here and she said she loved me before I left. I remember thinking how lucky I was to have a girl like her and now, I'm knocking on her door as a complete stranger almost. Someone who hasn't been there for her in lord knows how long.
The door opened and she looked scared to death of me or of what I'd say. Her fingers immediately went to fix her hair but what she didn't get is that she was perfect in every way. I loved the fact that she was in sweatpants and I loved the fact that her hair was in a ponytail. She looked so beautiful.
"I know you don't want to be here but I think it'll only just be an hour, okay? I won't make you stay here any longer than-"
"Let's just get started."
I didn't want to hear her speech about how inaccurate she was over thinking things. I wanted to be here more than anything even though she'd never know that until I saw the huge stack of books on her bed.
"Jesus." I groaned. "You weren't lying."
Taking a seat on her bed, I ignored her underwear that was on the floor or at least tried to. It was a thong, and for a second I almost wondered if she left it there on purpose.
She sat on Casey's bed across from me and handed me the piece of paper that explained what the project was about. I wasn't even paying attention in class that day and now I'm really not paying attention. All I can think about is all of the nights we slept together here when Casey was away at Scott's. Like the time when I brought a movie over and popcorn like I tried to do the first time except that time we were actually dating so I didn't need to ask. She loved it and I remember the popcorn going all over the floor from us making out so much but we didn't even care. We had sex until like four the next day. God, those nights were just-
"Justin." She said again.
"Oh, sorry. What?"
"Did you look it over?"
"Yeah. I did. I just don't understand it. I swear to god she's trying to make us go insane."
Reina laughed when I said that, making my heart stop again for the second time today. I missed that so much and it's almost like she knew it got to me because she smiled slightly and looked down at her book again.
"She just wants us to go more into depth with Hamlet. We read it in high school and everything but doing a project on our own will help us understand it more. That's where she's coming from I think."
My girlfriend that was on scholarship. My girlfriend that loved everything to do with school. My girlfriend that was so smart and sounded so sexy and looked so sexy focused on our project. Well, she's not my girlfriend. But in my mind she can be.
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