Chapter Twelve

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My whole body tenses up as I stand there in the doorway. Lucas looks at me nervously, but Steph just smirks.

I can't do this. I need to calm down. I mean it's not like we're dating, right?

I then slowly walk over to my bed, and sit down without saying a word. All I do is stare at the wall , not knowing what to say or how to feel.

"Riley I.." Lucas mumbles and then stops with a sigh.

"Please get the tramp out." I whisper just loud enough so they could hear.

Lucas nods as I still sit frozen, and grabs Steph's wrist. He leads her out the door, whispering something that I can't hear, and shuts the door behind her.

Lucas stands staring at the door, as if he doesn't dare to turn around.

"Riley.. I swear-" he says with his voice shaking, as he turns around slowly.

"Lucas. It's none of my business. It's fine. I'm fine." I say cutting him off.
It really wasn't my business, that part was true. But was I fine? Not at all.

Lucas once again sighs walking back to his bed, and we stay silent.

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It was now the next day, and I was running back to my dorm from the last class of the day.

Why am I running, you may ask? Well, there was a bad storm happening at the moment. Like, really bad. I was supposed to go to the cafe with Maya, but I won't keep walking in this storm.

I hate storms, they scare me a lot. Well, we know they scare me if I'm letting a storm deprive me of coffee.

As I run, I could feel me body shake in anxiety. I really hope this clears up soon.

I finally reach my dorm and walk in drenched, shutting the door behind me.
The water made a sopping noise as I padded over to my dresser to find dry clothes.

"The storms that bad, huh?" I hear Lucas say. I look over and spot him laying in bed, on his phone.

"Well done Sherlock, you figured out the puzzle." I say sarcastically, as I roll my eyes. He just scoffs in reply

I quickly grab dry sweats and run over to the bathroom to change. As I walk in someone the whole room becomes silent, and I stop in my tracks.

There's about 15 girls in here all staring at me, and then one starts laughing. But the laugh is very familiar.

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