I stare down at the box by the door. Do I have to drop it off? Ellie can't accompany me and I really don't want to be in any danger. I groan, picking up my bag. I don't have time for this. I need to get to class.
I sigh and exit. Ellie and Casey greet me.
"Artemis!" Ellie leaps onto me, I giggle.
"Hey, Ell. Casey, did you give her coffee?" Casey giggles while Ellie looks offended. She playfully slaps my arm.
"Art! How dare you! Jane did. She's on her trip now!" Ellie whines and groans. I chuckle.
"She'll be back, Ell. Also, no offense, but you spend way too much time with her, you'll be alright." Her mouth hangs ajar.
"I do not! She's just a wonderful girlfriend!" I laugh.
"I'm kidding! I know she's awesome considering you texted me last night thirteen times about how much you'll miss her, fucking simp." Casey laughs. Ellie nods her head to the side, agreeing with me.
"Oh, okay! If you get to tease me, I get to tease you." I look at Casey, mouthing the word 'help'. She shakes her head and laughs.
"Don't you have Mr. Black today? You texted me a week ago about how you were literally considering dropping out of his class because he just, and I quote, 'the most attractive man I've ever seen.' at three A.M! I swear, you're a bigger simp than me!" My face heats up. If you saw him it'd make sense! He always wears those skin tight suits that always show off his body. He has those piercing eyes but they glow in the light, I swear, it's like his eyes are made of honeycomb! And, my gosh, that jawline. He's domineering yet so soft spoken- nothing like Atias- my ex. He always wears his hair slicked back, yet a few strands always manage to clump at the front- like some CEO.
"Okay, but if you liked men, you'd like him! I promise, he's hot!" Casey grabs my shoulder.
"I think that's just you." I groan.
"Oh come on! Back me up, here!" Casey shakes her head, giggling. At this point, it's not just the suits. One time he wore a T-shirt and I swear, I almost blacked out. Gosh forbid he ever wears just a button down, which unfortunately, has been more common these days.
"Seriously, everyone just thinks he has a stick up his ass. Again, maybe that's your type." I gape at Casey. My ex is a whole other story. Casey has never been as close to me as Ellie, so she never really understood everything. Still, it was fucking hilarious.
"You did not!" She giggles.
"I ain't got time for this, I'm gonna be late to class." I walk off, they chase after me, shouting 'wait!', which I ignore.
"We're sorry!" I giggle.
"Nope! I can never, ever forgive you! How dare you insult my taste in men!" We all break into a fit of laughter.
"C'mon! We're gonna be late," I say. They chuckle, rushing to catch up. We all walk slowly to math, Ellie dispersing from us.
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I walk to English, my last class, also the class with Mr. Black. Casey and Ellie greet me. Now, this would be my favorite class, if my ex wasn't also in this class. Jacob walks up to me after the pair leaves.
"Hey! I thought you were gonna be gone today! Where have you been?" He shrugs.
"Skipping." He giggles. I glare at him and lightly smack his wrist.
"You would've left me alone here!" He shakes his head. He's been my best friend since kindergarten, he would never.
"Wha- no!... I wonder if the seats have changed yet, I really don't want you sitting next to Atias." I nod. I definitely don't want to sit next to him. Back when we were together, he'd grip my thighs, feel me up, even when I asked him to stop. The thought brings tears to my eyes.
"Hey, I won't let him do nothing!" I smile, swallowing the lump in my throat. The bell rings and I make my way to my seat. The seats haven't changed. I shake slightly as he walks to the seat. I glance at Jacob, who's eyeballing Atias.
"Hey, Art." I ignore him, tapping my foot on the ground gently. He pulls his chair out and sits down. Halfway through the lesson I zone out, completely ignoring the sad and distraught reality surrounding me.
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I walk to my final class, stopping before the doors. Do I want to have to see him? Hell no. I run before I get caught. I hide in the bathrooms, not wanting to have to face him.
"Hey, art! You skipping too?" I nod as Jacob asks.
"C'mon! Let's go to the roof!" I smile following behind him. He climbs up a ladder. I follow behind him. With a grunt, I heave myself up the rooftop. I sit on the ledge. It's gorgeous. The sun is slowly setting, hiding just behind the trees. The sky was clear. It was slightly chilly, but a good kind of chilly.
"It's beautiful," I utter. He nods.
"Yeah, it- it is." I sit there, breathless. The sight was a lot to take in.
"I usually just sit up here. So, made a move on the teacher yet?" I blush at the remark. I hide my face in my hands.
"No, and I'm not going to do that. He's my teacher, nothing more, nothing less." He shoots me a glare. I hold my hands up defensively.
"What? I've never hit on a teacher!"
"But you hit on your boss?" I blush at the remark.
"I was nineteen! Plus, I knew he liked me! And, it ended in a relationship." He gives me another look of disapproval.
"Yeah, a terrible one. I swear, you have the worst taste." I giggle.
"Like seriously, do you choose anyone besides abusive and toxic ass hats?!" I shrug.
"It's not my fault they tend to be hot... Or at least the ones I see." He elbows me, giggling.
"Hey! You don't have the best taste either!" He nods his head to the side, acknowledging my words.
"What about Melissa!?" He nods.
"She cheated; she wasn't an abusive drunk." We bust out laughing. To be honest, I have no idea why I'm laughing, I think it's just something we do. We've always burst out laughing randomly, it's one of our things.
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An Angel After Class. (MxM)
RomanceArtemis needs help with his grades. I mean, when you get out of an abusive relationship, grades aren't really the first thing you're worried about. Sorin- His English professor- notices this drop and stops by his dorm to help him. One thing leads to...
