The Waiting Game

Chapter 6: Poems x Jealousy

Rylee's P.O.V.

When I wake up the next morning the sun is shining in my face and I see that Kat isn't in bed so I rise out of bed and go to the bathroom to do my business. I look in the mirror at my mess of waves in a high nest and my eyes squint at the scene and I make a grimace.

I yawn and plop down on the toilet and do my business. When I'm done, I brush my teeth and jump into the shower and do my normal morning routine. When I come out of the shower, I feel and look more refreshed which makes a smile form on my face.

Today's Sunday. Sunday, which is no classes and nothing scheduled on my agenda, usually.

I enter my room with wet feet padding across the soft brown carpet with a white plush cotton towel wrapped around my bare skin to cover me up as I walk over to my closet to put something on. I decide on wearing a simple white V-neck shirt with tight blue jeans that shows off my curves nicely. I put my hair in a high ponytail with two lazy strings of hair flowing to the side. When I put whatever I picked out on me, I hear my phone buzz. I pick it up and unlock it. It's a text message from Kat.

Kat :3:
10/13/17
9:15am
      "Goodmorning, babes. Whenever you're done getting ready come down to the cafe."

I grab my bag from off my bed and head to the door to get ready to go down to the cafeteria.

When I arrive at the cafeteria it is presently a few tables occupied by students chatting quitely amongst themselves. The quiteness is more tense than a library. The only sound is hushed voices and the shuffling of my feet with the chafing of my legs against my jeans. The benefits of having hips comes with the price  of having your legs rub together.

I keep walking as I look around for Kat's familiar looking hair and when I spot her long deep brown hair, I see another head that looks very familar as well. Similar to what I remember from last night. The hair is a dark black that's spiky but is combed to the back. I look down to see that's Andrew. I smile when I see his face when I remember everything that happened last night. That was a great night. When I edge closer to the table their faces look up at me and they both smile at me brightly. But I can't help but look at Andrew specifically. He looks so vibrant today. His small grin with a little slight appearance of his sparkly teeth seen, his caramel eyes that are looking at me right now. My eyes roam down to his lips again and they are so pink, yeah, they are forever rosy pink.

"Sit down, girl." Kat giggles as I realize that I am still standing in front of the table staring down at them. I slowly sit down next to Kat while Andrew sits across from us having a grin take over his fine features.

"Hey, Kat." I turn to Kat and give her a small smile and she gives me one in return. "And Andrew." I smile at him too. It's a little weird that he is at the table right now, I have to say.

"Mi amor." He bows his head down and lifts his head up with a noticeable smirk playing on his lips.

"So what did I miss?" I ask the two of them.

"Nothing, Andrew was actually telling me a little bit about himself, since I never met him." She sneakily winks at me, making sure Andrew doesn't see.

I shake my head and look at Andrew staring at me. "I would love to know about the mysterious Andrew." I say sarcastically.

"Women themselves have wondered, what they see in me. They try so much, but they can’t touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them, They say they still can’t see." Andrew announces profoundly with his Spanish accent to us.

"Wow." Kat and I say at the same time, adoringly.

"That was beautiful." I nod at what I said.

"Thank you." He smirks again. "It's from a special lady."