"Ready?" He asked.
"Go for it." I smiled. He handed me the ice cream we were sharing and turned off the lights, and pushed play. The hrror film started, and he sat down on the couch. He was sitting leaning back against the arm of the couch, and I was leaning back against his chest by the middle of the movie. He had his arms around me, his fingers locked together on top of my stomach. When the movie finished, we stayed there.
When I woke up a few days later, I changed for volleyball and left a sticky note on the door.
@ volleyball:)
I went to the gym and Leigh and I went to dinner together when it was finished. My phone buzzed during desert.
"Who is it?" Leigh asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Brett." I smiled.
BRETT: How was practice?
KIRAN: Tiring:) HWta did u do all ay?
BRETT: James and Mark and I went out 2 play soccer 4 a while.
KIRAN: Fun!
BRETT: Yeah:) I have a movie 4 l8er if ur interested.
KIRAN: im in! wht movie?
BRETT: Comedy or horror?
"What is he saying?" Leigh asked.
"Hold on, were talking about watching amovie later." I smiled down at my iPhone.
KIRAN: Im n the mood 4 a comedy:)
BRETT: How does Big Mommas sound?
KIRAN: gr8:)!
BRETT: What time will u b done?
KIRAN: whenever works best 4 u...;)
BRETT: :) 8:00?
KIRAN: It's a date.
BRETT: Okay, c u then:)
KIRAN: cya:p
"What's happening!!?" Leigh grabbed my phone and scrolled through my messages.
"You're so nosy!" I laughed. And this became our normal routine on the weekends. Movies at night with mint-chocolate chip ice cream, and studying together and finishing each other's homework during the week.
"Are you going to put in the comedy?" I asked, tilting my head back to look at him. Tomorrow was the last day before Thanksgiving break.
"I'm actually really comfortable." He muttered against my cheek. "Wanna play a game?"
"Sure. What do you wanna play?" I sat up.
"You ask me any question in the world, and I have to answer it honestly. But I get to ask you anything, and you have to do the same." He smiled slyly and leanedd back against the arm of the couch. i did the same on my end after shaking his hand.
"Deal." I leaned back. "You first."
"Damn it." He grumbled. "Um, what was your first impression of Rosewood?"
"Rich and preppy. Just another place to put me where I couldn't bother my Parents." I sighed.
"Your turn." He smiled.
"What was your first impression of me?" I crossed my arms, smiling.
"Is this ignoring the fact that you were inside the guys dorm?"
"Yes."
"Well, if I'd met you in class, I'd have to say it would've been almost starstruck. You're a gorgeous blonde girl who has to be the first athlete and model like person I've ever met who isn't full of themselves."
