Warren
"Well...there's nothing more romantic than eating breakfast in the dining hall. If that isn't love than I don't know what is." I said quietly so Scully could hear as I put 2 pancakes on my plate.
"Shh. Stop, you agreed to this. Not me. It's been like almost a month since their first date on Halloween...you'd think they would want to be alone sometime." I rolled my eyes and poured syrup on my food. He followed me back to the table, but I pulled him over to the juices and pointed to Jill and Richard. They were both sitting at the table already, her with her oatmeal and fruit and him with eggs and bacon and sausage. Perfectly imperfect. "You know what I think?" He asked.
"What?"
"I think you're just jealous." Oh, he did not just go there. "And why would you think that?"
"I think you're jealous. You wish you had someone to have a perfect little relationship with."
"Oh, yes, you're right. You see right through everything, don't you?" I rolled my eyes and walked over to the table, taking a seat next to Jillian. Sometimes, without realizing he's doing anything wrong, he can really offend someone. I could never have a relationship like that with someone, it's too difficult.
The rest of breakfast sat in an uncomfortable silence until..."So Elizabeth – I mean, Warren, sorry – I got invited to a party tonight and I'm bringing Richard with me, you should totally come!" Jill said with a huge smile, holding onto Richard's arm. "Wait, is this Kyle Langdon's party you're talking about?" Scully interrupted.
"Yeah! Do you know him? He sits behind me in Psychology and invited me yesterday after class, I just totally forgot to say something to you guys about it." She said with another smile. "So are you guys down?"
"I was already planning on going, I was invited the other day." Scully said, drinking some orange juice. I looked around at the three faces waiting to see my response, "I'll probably sit out on this one, guys. Parties aren't really my thing, obviously. Well, people aren't really my thing, and they don't like me anyway."
"Why would you say that? People like you!" Jillian.
"Yeah it's probably better off you don't go." Scully.
I turned and looked at him. "Why would you say that?" He turned red and looked away. "Well, you know, you're not like..."
"Like what? Say it, I'm not cool. I'm not cool enough like everyone else that'll be there."
"Warren, you know I'm not trying to hurt your feelings...I'm really not, that's the last thing I want to do."
"No, you know what? Fuck you. Fuck you, Charlie. I honestly thought you would try. I thought you were honestly different from them. From everyone else. But you know what? You're not."
"Elizabeth, please..." I got up from the table, leaving my tray, and walked out of the dining hall.
I opened my eyes, swollen shut from crying myself to sleep. I rolled over onto my right side, grabbed my phone, and noticed I had 37 missed text messages and 6 missed calls. All from Jillian. The most recent text saying she was going to sit outside my dorm room until I came outside. I groggily rolled out of the twin bed and sulked over to the door, as I opened it, an unexpected weight knocked me off my feet. "Well, good morning Sleeping Beauty!" I groaned, "Come on, we all know I'd be Snow White, or someone cooler than that." Jillian walked into my room and I followed her. She sat down on my roommate's bed and I sat across from her, asking "How long have you been out there?"
"Well, I was outside your room for only, like, 2 hours. But I've been trying to contact you all morning – or should I say, afternoon." I picked my cell phone back up and saw that it was almost dinner time. "Jesus, I slept all day?" I rubbed my face with my hands, loudly sighing.
"Yeah, pretty much. You must be starving, you barely touched your breakfast and you obviously didn't come down for lunch...OH! That reminds me! I brought you a little snack." She pulled a Clif bar from her satchel hanging on her shoulder. I cracked a smile, and mumbled a thanks. "He feels really bad, yanno?"
"Who?"
"Charlie. Well, Scully. I don't know, whatever you call him." She said, taking a bite of her own bar she brought. I rolled my eyes and scoffed, "Yeah, sure he does..." I backed up onto my bed and leaned my body up against the wall, tucking my legs up under my arms.
"No! Really! After you left, he did too. Richard went up to his room to see if he was there, and no one answered. We haven't seen him around the Quad either."
"I don't care about him anymore. Honestly, I don't. I've respected him, I've been nice to him. I did it all for the guys because they saw something more to him than the douche I saw. But they were wrong." I buried my face in my hands. "I just don't know why he had to be so mean...so honest about what people actually thought about me. I know I'm different...but that doesn't mean I'm a horrible person." I heard Jill get up and quickly felt the mattress next to me sink down. "Elizabeth, stop that. You're not a horrible person..." She pulled me into her, hugging me. "Sometimes boys don't know that what they say can offend people. Boys sometimes forget that girls have feelings, y'know what I'm saying?"
"Yeah, I get what you're saying I guess. You do know I don't like being touched right?" I said, trying to lighten to mood, pushing away from her. "OH right, sorry!" She backed away.
"So, shouldn't you be getting ready for that party?" I mumbled. She groaned, "Yeah, I guess so...WAIT!" Jill jumped up from the bed and grabbed my arms, dragging me with her. "I HAVE A PERFECT IDEA!" I groaned loudly after making eye contact with her, "NO."
"Yes, please? It'll be so much fun! Besides, I won't really know anyone since my friends ditched me once I started hanging out with you guys...AND you'll look hot. Charlie will feel horrible." I closed my eyes and sighed loudly, "Fine. But I swear, if anything bad happens its YOUR fault..."
