Love without colour

What the hell is he doing here?

Isabelle's P.O.V

"Remind me again why I agreed to come to college with you?"

I groaned as I try my best to stay awake and get my assignment done. It was after one in the morning and I had to hand it in, in just a few short hours.

"Because you love me."

I growled at Hillary then frown. "I'm starting to regret our friendship, I'm always getting the short end of the stick."

It's been a year since I decided to follow my best friend off to college in order to protect her from herself. But as it turns out, she didn't need my protection. Her boyfriend Ash Chang, (yes, you heard right, I said Ash Chang) was every sweet and kind and he absolutely loves her.

When we arrived at Yale and I saw him, I could not believe my eyes. I remember just standing there staring with my jaw dropped. When Hillary told me about him she forgot to mention that he was freaking Chinese. Don't get me, wrong guys, I have nothing against interracial couples, I just never expected that Hillary would ever date another race.

I still didn't think that the relationship would work out, but Ash was good for my best friend. He kept her focus and she even stopped partying as much as she used too. He made her feel beautiful in every way, and although he was mega hot, he never acted like it. A lot of girls wanted to be with him, but he only had eyes for one girl. He earned my respect.

I felt like a third wheel for the first couple of months, but that was until I got another surprise. I was hiding from my lovesick best friend and her equally lovesick boyfriend, so I decided to take the long way around campus to get to my dorm room. I didn't usually walk through the medical department of the campus, seeing as all my classes were in the same part. But, it was my only way to not get caught by Hillary and Ash. I was not in the mood to watch them try to suck each other faces off.

With my law books in hand and my bag pack loaded with more books, I started my long walk around campus. I was passing a few guy, keeping my head down. Within a few day of being a college, I came to the conclusion that college guys were jerks. Obnoxious, egotistic, self-centered, jerks. So I avoided them at all cost, which wasn't hard to do at all.

Just as I was passed them, I heard my name called.

"Isabelle?"

I froze on the spot. I had to be hearing things. There was no way that he was attending Yale too. When I left I thought that I'd never see him again. I slowly turned around and gasped. It was him! He was standing there looking like a bag of sexy sin. What the hell is he doing here!

"Oswaldo? Oh, my god! You're here...at Yale...Wow!"

He smiled, but it never reached his eyes. Deep, deep sadness was evident in the beautiful green eyes. I felt like stepping forward and comforting him, but I stayed right where I was. I didn't want to look crazier than I already was.

"Yep."

He replied, running his hand through his rich dark hair. Boy how I wish it was my hand. What the hell! Stay focus Isabelle, he's taken, remember?

"What, um...I didn't know you go here. I tried calling you a few time, but..."

He let the rest of whatever he was going to say trailed off. I down my head, my cheeks heating from embarrassment.

"Yeah, um about that...I um, I was meaning to give you a call sometime. Things just got hectic with planning and getting ready for college."

I knew it was the lamest excuse in the book, but it was the only thing I could have thought to say. And from the look on his face I knew that he knew it too.