⌁ 𝕚 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 ⌁

⌁⁘ 𝕨𝕖 𝕜𝕖𝕡𝕥 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕗𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 ⁘⌁

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As I sat with my back against my headboard later that night, running my brush through my freshly washed hair, I stared at a random, fixed point on the wall, my thoughts racing.

He helped me up. I knew it shouldn't have been that big of a deal, he was probably just super polite, but who just helps up a random girl out of the floor? A random girl who totally just rammed him in the hallway earlier, at that. A random girl who was too flustered to properly apologize, even though she knew she should have.

Gosh dang it, I thought with a groan. That was my chance to apologize. Now I'm gonna have to DM his Insta or track down his snap or something.

I stood from my bed and put my hairbrush into my vanity drawer, catching sight of myself in the mirror. I frowned at the blush that couldn't seem to take a hint and go away.

I wandered down the stairs to the kitchen, where Olivea stood at the stove, making ramen. I faked a gag and opened a cabinet. "Ewww, Liv, you're stinking up the house with your nasty ramen."

She turned to me, her flaming curls bouncing around her face. She scoffed in mock horror. "Excuse me, ramen is delicious!" she exclaimed defensively as she blindly threw in handfuls of spices.

I chuckled and shook my head, fishing my blue mug out of the back of the cabinet. Olivea was one of my campushouse-mates. Northlake High was a very selective high school, and kids came from all over the country to attend. So obviously they couldn't live at home. The school was instead set up like a college campus. The students walked everywhere to get to their classes, there were tons of restaurants and a few stores on campus, the greenery was everything, and there was Airbnb-style housing. On the west side of campus, past the lake, there was an area that was almost like its own subdivision. Every campushouse had three floors, several bedrooms, a big living room, four bathrooms, a dining room, and a fully functional kitchen.

All the girls lived in the even-numbered housing on the right side of the street, and the guys lived in the odds on the left. I lived in campushouse 4. My housemates were Nico, Olivea, and Dior. Leah and Momona lived a few houses down the street with Mckenna and Xochitl in campushouse 8. Mckenna and Xochi were over every now and then, but not nearly as often as Leah and Momo were.

"Momo and Leah coming over tonight?" I asked as I started up the Keurig. Tonight was a hot chocolate kind of night.

Olivea had returned her attention to her nasty noodles, but responded with a slight head shake. "No, I don't think so. Why?"

"They busy tonight?" I questioned. I didn't want to Instagram stalk this kid on my own.

These things felt less weird when you had friends to make fun of you while you did them.

She shrugged. "Dunno. Text them."

I opened my phone and shot a quick text to Momona.

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ELMO❗

MOMO - you

ELMO❗- (Y/N)

ITS AN EMETGEBCY           
GER HERE AS FAST AS YIU CAN - you