That Predicted Love Story (Princeton Fanfic)

Chapter 3

Arriving home was the best feeling ever. Although it wan't home in Massachusetts, it was still home to me. MB's crash pad, also known as my dad's studio home. Mom and him divorced when I was 14. But they both decided to share the custody, which was good for me, or else MB would be a no no. I went straight upstairs. Vaguely I greeted Lil Twist and Diggy who were on the game console playing what looked like COD. Well, it has to be, that's all they ever play. Rapidly changing into my towel, I heard a knock on the door. I opened it slightly. It was Prince. Putting my robe on, I invited him in. His eyes were wondering around my room, still refraining eye contact. Once again, I laughed. He asked why I was laughing. "You can look at me you know". He nodded. He sat on my bed. We were in that room in silence for what seemed like infinity.

After a while, he replied. "I hope you wasn't offended by what I had said in the restaurant". I shook my head. I smiled because it was nice you know. Him coming in my room to apologise because he actually acknowledged my feelings. "I'm not stupid. I knew what they meant. It's not that I don't wanna go out with you. No that came out wrong." I just stared at his hair as he tried to explain his reasons. "It's just that, I don't know how to ask you". He looked up at me and looked me deep in my eyes. He stood up and held my hands. He was so close to me. I got colder. I must have been silent for a long time because what he had said woke me up. "I guess I deserve it huh? You not talking to me, but I really hope you can forgive me." His voice was just so sincere. Ugh! This guy was not helping me here. I could be ratchet and not talk and gesture for him to move from my room. Or I could be like my friend who's heart gets broken over and over by the same guy. But, I ain't dating Prince, so my heart ain't broken. Yet. sighing big he headed for the door, me being real dramatic, grabbed his hand.

He turned around and he stood there with his eyebrow raised. I smiled. Looking in his eyes was amazing. Waiting impatiently for a reply and an explanation for my actions, he 'ahemed'. "So that's how you ask me out? Wow, you really don't know how." Smiling small, I reached up to his lips. His head bowed down aiming for mine. Being just a few metres from each other's mouth, Ray walked in. Immediately we stepped away from each other's air.

He whistled long, knowing something was up and it wasn't the ceiling. He also 'ahemed' and made himself at home. He sat on the bed and just stared at us. "Oh, don't mind me. Just keep on doing what you were doing." He ordered. Ray smiled really big. A very smirky smile. This boy was not serious.

He waited for us to continue. Hah! Like we were gonna continue. In the words of Sweet Brown "Ain't nobody got time fo dat". Prince and I gave each other the sign. We winked at each other and we both turned to face Ray. "Well, I gotta go shower now guys. So scram!" I pulled Ray out of bed and kicked them both out of my room. I headed for my shower.

Later in the night, I heard small tapping on my door. I crept over with my book that was in the bedside table. Call me crazy, but what if they were criminals? OK, yeah well, the book might slap knowledge in them. Maybe I should grab a dictionary instead, or go to the library and get a book on crime. In the middle of the night? Naww, "ain't nobody got time fo dat". Now, where was I? Ahh yes. So I crept over to the door with 'Dork Diaries'. I opened the door slightly and it was puffy. I smiled then bit my lips, he rose his eyebrow. I knew what he meant. As he looked into my room, I opened the door just wide enough to let him in.

We sat on my bed and just talked. I know what you're probably thinking "he's a guy, your girl in your jammies and you're on the bed. And all ya'll did was talk?" Call me psychic. But yeah, that's all we did. It felt almost like a sleepover, minus the nails and the loud shrieking. After a while he had to go back to his room. He stood at the door in my room and asked me "So, will you go out with me?" I bit my lip once more and told him I'll think about it. No am not crazy, I'm just fishing real slowly.