Fated To Love You

Chapter 2: The New Girl

*Lily Collins as Danielle Summers*

Charlotte's POV

"Ms. Chaste, why don't you sit beside Mr. Fletcher?" My management professor said, and I nodded while quietly walking towards my seat. I mentally and hopefully thought, please God, my seatmate is not some psycho.

"Hi, I'm Andrew." I looked at him and I couldn't help but notice his shirt hugged well his toned body. Not to mention his gorgeous ocean blue eyes.

"Charlotte," I smiled. When he smiled back, I bit my lower lip and hands on my thigh. Don't get the wrong idea, I am not turned on, in fact, I am not used to the crowd and this school is way too big for my comfort.

"You look very nervous, but don't worry I don't bite." He said, trying to hold the laughter that was about to burst. Damn, it's too early to be embarrassed.

I rolled my eyes and responded. "It's my first day here in this university."

"Oh, fucking loser. Let's be honest here, you're not my type." He smirked and I looked back at him shocked. Not that I was expecting to be his type but the way he said it says otherwise.

"Look at that, that is my type." He pointed forward and my eyes instantly followed. For goodness sake, he's gay. He's actually pointing at a guy in front of us.

"You can call me Andre." He winked at me and giggled like a teenage girl. I'm not that type of person who finds LGBT that comfortable. I'm so sorry, but I didn't say that I don't accept them, which I certainly do, I'm just not used to it. I was raised in a very close-minded family, so don't blame me for being too ignorant of things.

I'm still very happy though that my seatmate is gay, which means we'll get along easily. I hope.

"Andre, you almost got me there." I laughed and shook my head.

"You should have seen your face, Charlotte!" He laughed and playfully slapped my backside.

***

After two hours of classes, the bell rang and it was just in time for lunch. "Hey Andre, want to have lunch together?" I asked.

"Would love to, Charlotte, but you see I have already a lunch date." He said and I think blushed.

"Oh, sure! Next time...perhaps?" I said and appreciate that he's being very honest with me. I'm glad I've met Andre, in fact he's not what I think he is, actually.

"Next time for sure. It was really nice meeting you, Charlotte, and I'm looking forward to spend more time with you." He commented and pulled me in for a hug.

"Likewise!" I beamed happily and hugged him back.

Just after he left, Danielle came hugging me from behind.

"Hey, Cha!"

"Hey, Dee," I smiled. "Let's eat? I'm starving!" She laughed and nodded. "Alright, let's go then!"

"So are all people here like this?" I asked while munching in my cheeseburger and fries. "Like what?" Danielle asked back, while digging into her Caesar Chicken Salad.

Seriously, who eats salad for lunch?

I shrugged my inner thoughts and said. "This."

Looking around, people were grouped according to their popularity. We have the mean girls over there, the goth are there, the nerds behind us, the basketball players are at the corner; everyone are grouped very accordingly. People never changed, just like in high school, and I thought things would be different here.

"Yeah, not that surprising though. Let's talk something, because I'm getting bored." she shrugged. "Cha look, over there! He's the campus hottie." She said excitingly. I turned around and couldn't help but drool when I saw a very handsome face and his Greek-god body like. His white shirt hugs his muscles perfectly, and his hair are styled messily perfect. Pour me some holy water, I'm thinking nasty.

"Cha!"

"Huh?" I turned to see Dee shaking her head. "You're obviously not listening...holy vixen, you like Vincent Crawford!" She squealed.

"Who?" I responded.

"That hottie!" She teased and wiggled her eyebrows. I blushed and quickly shrugged. "Please, he's the last person I would go out with." Did I also mention that I'm a bad liar?

"Tell that to the gods up there." She said while crossing her arms.

"Whatever you want to believe..." I chanted sarcastically. "I'm just going to get some mustard for my fries."

After I refilled my mustard, I bumped into someone else's rock-hard chest and I felt myself loosing balance. Luckily, a his strong arm caught me just in time. My eyes instantly met a pair of beautiful hazel brown eyes.

"Are you done staring?" He smirked at me, and asked in his very deep sexy voice.

I cleared my throat and said. "I, sorry..." I quickly push him off and stand straight. While fixing myself, I managed to mutter. "Thanks."

He nodded and smiled a little. "Since you're fine and no bones broken, I'll see you later." I grinned sheepishly in return.

Boys are not worth the aggravation.

Remember what Dee said, he's the campus crush and obviously a cocky jerk who only thinks about himself. You're not his type. Someone like him would never like you.

I returned back to my seat and quietly eat my fries. Someone kicked my leg underneath the table, and I lifted my head to see Danielle dangerously smiling down at me.

"Mustard," she smirked, and I eyed her questioningly.

"Didn't you say a while ago that you were going to get some mustard for your fries?" She reminded and grinned foolishly. "Or did you got yourself a man instead?

Oh, wait, I did get some mustard...it fell when I bumped into Vincent. "Never mind the mustard, bitch, so how was it?" She shrugged and then asked.

"How was what?" I furrowed my eyebrows and pretend not to know what she is talking about.

"What's the feeling being to be caught by Vincent Crawford?" She teased at me.

"It was...okay." I said and continuing munching my burger. She pouted and I know she's waiting for a reaction which I won't tell.

"You're a lucky bitch!" She snorted. I rose to her with a questioned face. "He's staring at you!" She added and looked sideways.

I slowly peaked sideways...and Dee's right, he is staring at me. I raised an eyebrow at him and he winked at me in return. I rolled my eyes and look back at my lunch tray, pretending I am not affected which I so am.