The Countdown

I'm Wrong. Always Wrong.

The whole ride home I stared at Sean. It wasn't in a creepy, you're attractive sort of way though I'm sure that was part of it. It was more of a wholly crap I'm soulmates with a super young doctor. The math just simply wasn't adding up, and considering the stethoscope around the mirror I'm guessing he's a doctor doctor.

I finally peel my eyes away from him when I catch him trying not to smile. As I sit back in my seat I'm almost unsurprised to see the familiar roads leading up to Luke's house.

"So you know what's been happening?" I ask, "the glitch?"

Sean doesn't answer for a few seconds, and then pulls up to a stop sign and turns on his blinker. Even though there's no one coming he turns his attention to me and tilts his head.

"Sang, how do you know it's a glitch?"

If I'd been drinking a beverage, he'd have to clean it up.

"What do you mean? Of course it's a glitch, there's no other explanation where I would be paired up with seven different guys, and they be paired with just me."

I'd been keeping count, and yes, I did notice the hysterical tint to my voice. Sean frowned a little and tapped the steering wheel with his thumbs.

"I have a feeling it's not over yet, and," he continued, ignoring me as I flounder and check my watch, which is at it again. I glare at the deceiving little device, "I also have a theory as to why this.. this 'glitch'," I could practically feel the air quotes he put around the word, "would be occurring."

"Do you?"

I couldn't help myself. All I'd wanted since Luke was an explanation, and since then I'd been getting more questions. And now here Sean the doctor was, and he was telling me he had some sort of theory.

"I do, but you're going to have to wait."

"How long?"

He swept his eyes over my face and pulled out his cellphone, after a few minutes he nodded, "a little under an hour should be good enough time to build the anticipation."

I groaned, which caused him to chuckle. He moved passed the stop sign and instead of staring at him again I turned towards the window. Maybe if this all went south I could convince B to let me stay with her until I could get on my feet.

The trees flew by, and soon enough Sean was pulling into Luke's driveway. I clutched my books to my chest, a plan forming already. I'd just go upstairs and ignore them all and read my books. Sean parked, and I opened my door and got out of the car. He frowned slightly.

"Sang has anyone ever told you a lady should have her door opened for her?"

"Why?"

He looked a little floored, as if no one had ever asked him that before. He shook his head and walked up the steps, opening the door for me before I could get there. At first I thought he was going to let the question go unanswered but he stopped me before I went in.

"If one of the guys doesn't open the door for you, you tell me and I'll beat him up. It's a sign of respect, and a showcase that we're capable of taking care of you, even small things like opening up doors. We know you can do it yourself, but queens don't do that and you deserve to be treated like one," he let go of my arm and I didn't know what to say.

I could feel my cheeks heat up, and without words I had no other option but to go in.

"Plus you know," he said while walking in after me, "the view isn't so bad either."

"Sean!" a controlled, almost aghast voice said, rounding the corner at the wrong.. or maybe right time.

I stared up at the black haired stranger with his beautiful green eyes that almost hid behind the glasses. He looked at me with an odd expression, like I'd foiled some sort of plan and he wasn't sure whether he was pleased with the turn of events or not.