Highly Inappropriate

Chapter 4

Jamie on the side -------->

“ARGHHHH! What the hell!?” I screamed up at Jamie who was still holding the now empty bucket, and giggling like a little girl, occasionally letting out a snort or a noise that sounded an awful lot like a donkey. However, I was too surprised and agitated by the rude awakening to find his bright red face and streaming eyes remotely funny.

I caught him unawares as I jumped up from my bed and tackled him to the ground, pinning his hands above his head, “Apologise for being such a wanker. NOW!” I ignored my chattering teeth and the water dripping onto his forehead as I glared down at him waiting for an apology, but he was laughing too hard to stop. So instead I settled on pinching his nipples hard until he sobered up, “OWWW! OK, OK. I’m sorry. But you have to admit it was funny. Besides I succeeded in waking you up. So really it’s win-win”. I growled and put extra pressure on him before I helped myself up and padded over to the bathroom making squelchy noises. All the while grumbling profanities at him and silently plotting my revenge.

After a nice long, warm shower and putting on fresh clothes I felt considerably less angry and made my way to the kitchen singing Radio Active by Imagine Dragons. I never did understand why I wake up with certain songs in my head for no apparent reason.

Jamie and Meg were both sat in the kitchen eating breakfast when I walked in, “Enjoy the wake up call Millie?” Meg raised an eyebrow at me while trying to conceal her laughter. I looked at her suspiciously, “Did you know he was going to chuck water at me?” I heard her laugh as I snatched one of Jamie’s pop tarts while he was mid bite, “If I had known I would have made sure I was there to witness it” she admitted which caused me to smile. I could always rely on her to be honest, even if she was willing to let me suffer for entertainments sake.

I looked over at Jamie who was eyeing his pop tart in my hand wistfully and smiled before shoving it all into my mouth with a muffled “Mmmm”, to which he responded with a huff and exited the kitchen to gather his things. Meg didn’t have class until later, which always baffled me as to why anyone would wake up so early for a class they don’t have for another two hours, but she takes twice the amount of time to get ready than anyone I know.

I saluted her and joined Jamie at the door before setting off for class. Jamie and I have become really close since I moved here, we immediately clicked. If people saw us right now they would think we were a couple. Jamie had snatched my hand up in his and we walked like this all the way to class.

As soon as my eyes landed on Professor Bailey memories of last night came flooding back to me. I watched him as he made eye contact with me before breaking it and looking at his desk in concentration.

I guess he must be embarrassed that one of his students saw his little drama. I pondered to myself as I made my way to my seat, all the while not tearing my eyes off him.

It was like that for the majority of the lesson; he would look at me then quickly look away again.

I was packing my things away when I heard his husky voice really close to me and looked up startled, “Can I have a word with you before you go please?” I nodded and let Jamie know I’d meet him in our next class.

I could feel his eyes on me as I watched the room getting emptier. Once everyone had left I diverted my eyes in his direction. He nervously cleared his throat before he spoke, “I just wanted to explain what you saw last night, I imagine it looked pretty bad but I-” I didn’t need to know this, it wasn’t any of my business so I interrupted, “You have nothing to explain don’t worry, it’s your business. Besides it’s already forgotten” I felt bad for interrupting but honestly it had nothing to do with me and I didn’t want to make the situation anymore awkward than it already was. Besides what’s the big deal anyway, everyone has arguments.