Street Sixty Four.

Chapter 4.

Now if happiness is always measured
By the life you design.
~Louis Tomlinson.

All Elora could hear about was gossip about the new student. But she just couldn't catch his name and kept wondering what the hell was so good about him that he became the best topic of gossip in probably three to four hours.

"Who is this new guy that everyone's talking about Em?" Elora asked Emma as they entered their history lecture.

"You won't like him so..." Emma didn't know how to finish her sentence. She knew Elora wouldn't stop bugging her until she told her who the new student was.

"Why won't i-" Elora stopped dead when she saw who was sitting in her place. Alex Rodriguez was the new student. Of course.

"Ah, finally they show up. Anyways Elora I was thinking maybe you can sit with Alex today seeing as he is new and Felix won't join us and we don't really have any more place. Do you mind that?" Mr. Layman said and Elora shook her head even though everything in her mind was telling her to scream the fact that she minded even being a meter close to her. Walking as slow as she could, she took a seat next to Alex and cussed at Felix for getting drunk yesterday.

"Hey there Brown." Alex said. She hated the name. It firstly sounded kind of racist and secondly she hated it because he had given her that nickname. So everything about it was basically bad in her opinion.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Elora asked in the most calmest tone she could muster.

"Attending my class?" Alex said smirking.

"No, I mean what the hell are you doing in this University? Didn't you go to St. Luke's?" Elora asked.

"Well, I got suspended from there so I came here. To be honest I don't mind the change at all. In fact it's the best-" Elora rolled her eyes and closed her ears and only concentrated at what Mr. Layman was saying. That's exactly how the first lecture went. The entire time Alex wouldn't shut up at how hilarious Elora looked when she fell and she felt like slapping him accross his face. It took all her energy from keeping her away from slapping the shit out of him. And he kept crossing the limits. After long last, the bell finally rang. She thanked the gods above and was the first one to get out of the class.

"Can I just punch him in the face already?" Elora said as she spoke on call with a very sleepy Felix.

"Babe, the more you show him that your annoyed the more he's going to annoy you so just ignore him." Felix said for the fifth time in three minutes.

"I know but the fact that he calls me brown? I mean just come on. This is the heights!" Elora said in anger.

"Listen, meet me after your lectures get over and we'll go to the beach okay?" Felix said.

"No, I'm not going to do that to you. You were so drunk yesterday, I thought you wouldn't even remember your own name. So we're not going anywhere." Elora said.

"Are you sure?" Felix said. He wanted to make sure whether she was alright and yes, he was really drunk yesterday and actually doesn't even remember how he got home. So driving today doesn't really sound like a good idea. But there were other ways too. If Blake was okay with it, (which Felix knew he would be), he would've asked Blake and Emma to come with them to the beach.

"I'm a hundred percent sure. Thanks Fel. Go and get some sleep now. I might just drop by later on." Elora said and if anything made him smile it was her saying just that.

"I would love that babe. I'll see you later. Just try to not kill Alex okay?" Felix said and Elora could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Sure. But no promises. Bye!" Elora said and hung up. Actually speaking, Elora could even go to meet Felix during lunch as he lived in the dorms itself but she felt like he needed sleep so she didn't want to disturb him..