Chapter 2.3: Responsibility

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                I went straight to school as soon as I finished my shift at the restaurant and had Laura cover the rest. I had this weird urging for Alex that's taking over my mind. I felt like I needed to see Ken to get over the urge. I needed to remind myself that Ken was what I needed, and Ken was the one who could provide me the sexual pleasure I needed, so I went to the school paper organization office. It was actually amazing. The whole place looked exactly like an office with all the cubicles and stuff. There were a lot of people talking and typing. They all looked pretty busy. I approached one of the cubicles, and there was girl typing something. I thought I'd ask her where Ken was in that big place.

"Excuse me." I called to her attention. She stopped typing and turned to me. "Do you know Ken Roberts? He's a photographer for the school paper."

"I don't know him particularly, but the Photography committee is over there." She pointed at the right corner of the office.

"Thank you." I said as I headed that way.

There was a group of people in their own cubicles there, and they looked really busy. I saw Ken talking to some girl in a cubicle. He was pondering with his camera, and they seemed to be working on something. I approached them, and they seemed to be doing some stuff with Photoshop or whatsoever.

"Ken." I approached him.

"Hey! You're here!" he smiled as I got there. The girl in the cubicle with Ken turned to see me. "Thanks for meeting me."

"Hi, I'm Natasha!" she greeted me. "You must be Liyah, the girlfriend. Ken wouldn't stop talking about you!"

"Hopefully something good." I smirked at Ken. I didn't really care if he was flirting with that girl since he was still a fuck buddy to me though I didn't think that was the case. "So, what's up?"

"Come." Ken grabbed some papers and walked me to the aisle where there didn't seem to be anyone who could hear us. "So, we have to do this survey for five hundred students."

"Five hundred students?" I reacted. "That's so hassle!"

"Yeah, and I was hoping you could tear down forty for me." He gave me the papers he was holding. "I'll do the rest of the sixty since we had to divide the five hundred to the five of us."

"Oh." I read the survey questions, and it was all about teenage sex. I read the title. "What do the students of the University of California think about teenage sex?"

"A little ironic to us, isn't it?" he chuckled.

"I guess." I smiled. "It's a little compatible to Laura and Harvey. I'll help you tear down forty."

"Thank you, Liyah!" he was relieved. "I really appreciate it."

"Hey." I started. "Your co-workers know me? You talk to them about me?"

"Yeah." He replied. "I'm sorry, are you uncomfortable with it? It's just they ask me about the girlfriend thing, and you wanted to take the whole sleeping together relationship to different level, so-"

"No." I interrupted him. "It's okay. I was just curious. It's just a little surprising. I didn't think you were the relationship type... You know, this thing... I didn't think it was serious."

"Come on, Liyah." He laughed. "If you only wanted a fuck buddy, I'd be completely happy to have sex with you on a regular basis and never invest anything, but since you asked to be my girlfriend, I have certain responsibilities to you now. Of course, I can be serious too."

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