Chapter 3 Amber

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I woke up from my nap and felt refreshed. I wish that dream would come true. That boy just was so darn attractive. I always did this though. I could look at a guy and wouldn't be able to stop thinking about him for months. I knew nothing was going to happen. He probably didn't even remember me.

My hair was like rat's nest. I brushed through it and braided it to the side. I went to the cafeteria to get food. It was around 6:30. They had a bonfire starting at 7:30 for newcomers. I wondered if he was a new kid. I really hoped so. I wanted to see his smiling face. I didn't know where Brynne was. She was supposed to be my roommate, but she still hasn't shown. It would be great if she didn't show. I would have the room to myself.      

I took a while to eat because I kept daydreaming about him. I wondered what his name was. Peter. Liam. Andrew. I had no idea. I was bad at names. I picked up my tray after I stopped dreaming and it was 7:15. So I headed out to the fire. I saw him when I was walking there. He was walking to the cafeteria, but when he saw me he turned around and walked on the side of me. My stomach jumped. He saw me and turned around. Let me say that again. He saw me and turned around. This was a lot to process. He continued to walk by me the whole way there without saying a word. Most people would be freaked out, but I was so excited he was walking next to me. We finally made it there, and we parted ways. I almost cried. We were separated.

There were only about 20 people there when we had walked up. They were all talking while finding logs to sit on. I found a log and waited. He came. He sat down right next to me. I was confused. He kept coming to me, but no words escaped his mouth. Then some kid named Ashton talked in to a microphone and made me jump and I fell off the log. My crush finally spoke. He said, "Are you okay?" He picked me up into his muscular arms. I stood up and sat back down on the log. I shook my head in response. He picked me up. We never talked or looked into each other's eyes and he just picked me up. Could this get any more confusing?     

 The guy Ashton made everyone go around and say their names and their age. I was so happy we were doing this. I would know his name and if he was my age. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach. The circle revolved around and he was the last to say his name. He stood up; bit his lip and put his hands in his pocket. He said loudly, "Name's Luke and I just turned 19 three minutes ago. Literally." It was his birthday. I felt like should go buy him a present. I didn't know him, but I felt like I did. I knew his name. Luke. I've always loved that name and now I loved it even more.

Ashton sang a song with his white guitar, and then told us we could mingle with everyone here. Luke turned to me. It was happening. The words were finally leaving his lips, passing past his piercing. They flew through the air for what seemed like forever then reached my ears. He said, "Hi Amber." He knew my name. He remembered. I replied, "Hi Luke."

"So you membered my name."

"Well of course"

"Your eyes are taking my breath away."

How? What? He had taken me by surprise. I stared into his eyes. His eyes were better. He had frikin' Jolly Rancher blue eyes. I had green. How could he like mine? Why was I questioning myself? ANSWER HIM YOU IDIOT!

"Your eyes are quite magnificent too."

"Yours are better."

It stayed quiet for a minute and I waited. I finally broke the silence.

"I like your shirt. Is that Coldplay?"

"Yep. Sure is."

"Cool."

Cool. Really. I was an idiot. I couldn't talk to boys. He kept staring at me and at one point he started to get closer to me. My stomach was turning. He was so frikin' cute and I couldn't tell him. I needed to tell him before it was too late. I finally let my feelings spill out.

"You know I saw you turn around earlier when you were heading to the cafeteria, and now you're sitting next to me. I really like and I don't know what to do. Now I'm telling you hoping you feel the same way. Am I crazy?" I felt stupid. He stared at me for a while and didn't say anything. He wasn't helping the situation. I didn't know how he felt and he was sitting there staring at me with those blue eyes. He swallowed hard and said, "Don't take this the wrong way. I think you're amazingly hot, but I have a girlfriend."

My hopes and dream crushed right there. Guess you didn't think of that stupid. He has a girlfriend. He's probably been dating her for a long time, and he loves her. You just had to think he was coming after you. Maybe he just got lost no his way to the fire and turned around when he figured he was going the wrong way. He wasn't turning when he saw you. Idiot! But wait. He said I was hot. I'm so confused.

"So wait. You just said I'm hot, but you have a girlfriend?"

"Yup."

"Ok?"

"I need to break up with my girlfriend anyway."

"But you can't just do that."

"Do what?"

"See me and then break up with your girlfriend because I'm hot."

"It's not like that."

"Ok? Can you explain yourself? I'm very confused."

He explained himself and reassured me that he was breaking up with his girlfriend anyway. We hadn't even gone on a date and gotten to know each other and he was breaking up with his girlfriend because of me. His story was believable, but I didn't buy it.

I then realized that we were the only two left at the fire. Ashton came and shooed us of to our rooms. Luke and I set up a date tomorrow night at the coffee shop here on campus. I waved goodbye and headed to my room.

It wasn't even my first day of college and I already had a date. I really hoped it would work out. He was breaking up because of me. I was excited for the next day. I must've sounded like a maniac. I had so many feelings.

I made it to my room and noticed I still didn't have a roommate. Yay. I got ready for bed. I brushed my teeth and made sure to put my face cream on. I didn't want any zits for the date. I was excited and nervous. My first date ever. The first day without my parents was a wild one. College life had begun.

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