Chapter 11
It was Friday, and I can tell this night was really boring. I decided not to go to parties anymore until I had another reason to. And the only party I'm allowed to attend is just from Sigma Alpha Epsilon party. I wasn't going to risk my health by letting myself pass out again and offer my body to be molested. I still wanted to thank Jackson for saving me from Nick that night.
I was tucked into my comfortable bed, deciding on watching a series of Game of Thrones on HBO. Since we don't have tv inside the dorm, I always watched using the internet.
"Fvck!" I screamed even louder than usual. Someone cut off the wifi connection. I should've moved here with Dahyun with a weird land lady who turn off the connections in any way possible she wanted to.
I sighed, acting like a dead corpse on her funeral bed, with my phone in my hand. After a few minutes, I was surprised to hear the familiar sound of my text tone, vibrating in my hand.
Big Dick Jackson: Hi.. :)
I gasped, it was Jackson texted me. It had to be a mistake. I changed his contact name to Jackson. I would probably change it back to something insulting him, once he pissed me off again.
Me: Uh, hi?
Jackson: How are you?
Me: Good, um u okay?
Jackson: Yeah.
Me: You sure?
Jackson: no..
Jackson: Talk to me.. I need someone to talk to.I was taken back by his sudden seriousness. I felt kinda weird to him lately. He was blushing and embarrassed to talk to me, only a few days ago.
Me: okay, what's wrong?
Jackson: I need help with girl problems
I rolled my eyes, but decided on helping him anyway. I would feel too bad if I were making fun of him at serious moment like this.
Me: what can I help?
Jackson: i like a girl but I'm having trouble knowing how she feels.
Me: Ask her then..
Jackson: how?
Me: just tell her how you feel.
Jackson: I kinda did but she doesn't believe me..
Me: then have a strategy.
Jackson: I have one.. But i feel like it's not working..
Me: How can you say that?
Jackson: Because there's no progress, i feel like she hates me even more.
I was surprised. He must be really into Dahyun. I kinda wish he wasn't though.
Me: Oh.. Well, that sounds bad.
Jackson: yeah.. :(
Me: What kind of strategy are you using?
Jackson: um, i can't tell you.
Me: okay..
Jackson: yeah, should I get a new strategy?
Me: if its not working, maybe yeah..
Jackson: Okay, thanks Tzuyu! :)
Me: No problem.
I went back into the contact setting and changed him again to "Bad Boy." He was so random and sh*t. I put my phone beside me, and snuggled deeper into my covers. It was only 10, but maybe I would sleep earlier tonight. I literally had nothing to do.
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