When the alarm clock on Brett's side of the room went off in the morning I woke up in my bed. Brett must've moved me before he fell asleep. I sat up and untied my hair from the bun. I walked over to the closet and took off my clothes from yesterday. After looking around, I decided on something simple - skinny jeans, four inch heeled brown boots, and an earthy colored button down shirt. I turned to face Brett's bed, and found him sitting there watching me do my makeup and put in my silver chandeleir earrings.
"That's the second time I've caught you watching me." I smiled. My naturally glossed lips tingled.
"You expect me not to?" He stood up and walked over to the dresser, turning on music. "You look amazing, by the way."
"With or without my clothes?" I raised an eyebrow. He smiled and walked over to me, looking shirtlessly god-like.
"Both." He pause there for a second and I smiled before he stepped apst me to the closet.
"I'd say the same for you, but you didn't ask." I muttered to myself.
"I heard that." He chuckled. I rolled my eyes and picked up his iPod.
"I'm not afraid of your 'favorites.'" I smiled down at the screene of the iPod touch. I clicked on Fast Lane and set the playlist on shuffle. "We have the same taste."
"Well I guess thats a good thing, considering you'll be in here all year." He turned around. He was wearing a longsleeved gray t-shirt and jeans. My fantasies of licking that body came back sharply, and I had to force myself to keep my hands in my back pockets. We got our books together and I slung my bag over my shoulder. When we were about to go to breakfast, the next song.
Teach me how to dougie.
"You know how to do this one?' He smiled and set his bag down.
"Hell yeah!" I tossed my things onto his bag and stood next to him. "Dance off!"
All I need is a beat that's super bumpin' and for you, you, you to back it up and dump it!
Put your arms out front, lean side to side.
They gon' be on you when they see you hit dat dougie right?
Someone nocked on the door. I opened it. Mark and James walked in. "Oh, please come in." I said sarcastically.
"Sorry babe. Heard my song!"James started dancing with Brett, and I jumped back in. People were starting to watch from the door frame. When they song was over we were all out of breath and laughing so hard I thought my guts would break. People out in the hallways were dancing too, and some of them were the nerds from the other day.
"Nice!" Bret gave me a high five and put his arm around my shoulders in a hug. I smiled and hugged him back. People were clapping and of course whispering about why I was in the guys' dorms. Brett kissed me on the cheek and handed me my bag. I was frozen to the spot.
"You coming?" He asked from the door.
"Oh! Yeah." I shook myself awake and jogged over to him. He closed the door behind us and I followed him to the dining hall. I squeezed in next to him in our first block History class. The entire time I was distracted by the constant brushing of our legs and arms. I was blushing the whole time, and every time he shot me a smile I thought I was going to scream. My phone kept buzzing with texts from Leigh and Jan, who were sitting behind us. The seats in this room were benches, so I was literally sitting against him. I had English next, but Brett had Spanish. i wasn't taking a language this year.
"I'll svae you a seat in Chemistry." He took a step backwards away from me, then turned with a smiled to walk with James and Mark.
"Oh my god!" Leigh grabbed me from behind, and Jan looped her arm through mine.
