Right Where We Belong

Chapter 3 - You Are In Love

You fight and you talk

One night he wakes, strange look on his face

Pauses, then says, "You're my best friend"

And you know what it was, he is in love

-You are In Love, Taylor Swift

It was Monday morning. Nina didn't really loathe Mondays before. She thought Mondays were overrated. But now, she could perfectly agree without doubt that Mondays should not be a part of the calendar anymore. Although, she thought, if that would happen, people would probably hate Tuesdays because Tuesdays would technically be Mondays. If that even made sense.

The real reason why she found herself hating Mondays was when she woke up and realized that their mission would start today. She had to go to Nikki's classroom and give her flowers.

Geez. The notion made her feel so sick. She couldn't even imagine herself talking to Nikki and now she had to give her flowers. She really had no idea why Ian couldn't make it himself.

As if on cue, she felt someone poke her back.

"Go away!" She groaned.

"You have to wake up now, Sleeping Beauty."

"No. I don't want to. Besides, Prince Charming isn't here yet." She murmured.

"You mean Alex?" He grimaced.

"What?" This made her sit abruptly.

"Oh, mentioning his name would do the trick, eh?" He teased.

"Go away." She hissed again - suddenly realizing that she has to keep her voice low so no one would hear her. Nobody knew that Ian slept with her. He has always done this frequently, really. But only on rare occasions would he sneak through her window instead of using the main door.

Oh, and their "sleep with" is just the best friend thing - literally, just sleeping.

"Afraid they might catch us?" He grinned.

"Shut up or I won't give her the flowers." She blackmailed him.

"I'll leave now, then." His smile never left his face.

The moment he left, she slumped down on her bed. She couldn't fathom why on earth did she agree on this stupid "mission". If she only had the guts to say no to him. But then again, it was Christian. She had never, ever, said no to him. Not even once.

After doing her morning rituals, she went to her walk-in closet. Yes, unbelievably, she has one since she was twelve. She never had worn most of her clothes, though. She was not the kind of girl who wore weird clothes nor was she the kind who wore very girly clothes. She just wore whatever felt comfortable for her at the moment though it was usually jeans and shirt. She would wear dress but only on very rare occasions, like her Dad's wedding (2nd wedding, just three years after he and her Mom got divorced) for instance.

She felt like wearing black today so she grabbed a black leggings, black shirt that has a picture of a white cat, and black Keds.

She brushed her hair and she was good to go. She went to the kitchen and drank a glass of milk that was obviously prepared by Kate (she did that on a regular basis that Nina found it annoying at first though she's now used to it) before heading to the door.

"Where are you going dear sister?" Julianne appeared out of nowhere.

"Geez. You're creepy, did you know that?" She paused, finding a way to distract her. "Nice shirt, by the way."