Broken Dreams (Andy Beirsack)

Chapter 2-Hello?

The repetitive buzz was sounding as I opened my eyes to the sun shining into my fully unpacked room. I grounded quietly as I pulled myself into a sitting position and threw my hand down on the button. Finally in silence I stretched my arms outwards and let out a very sexy small yawn. Next thing you know my peaceful morning was interrupted by banging on the door. Who could it be at 7:30 in the morning? I growled as I stood up and shuffled to the door, I turned the knob and the door opened revealing his face. "What do you want?" I said in a weary tone as I noticed him scanning over my body. "Well I came to ask you a question but now I'm having other ideas," My eyes widened as I looked down realizing I was only wearing a shirt and underwear. I yelled and shoved him into the hall, slamming the door.

I walk away from the door slowly once I'm sure he's left and start to get ready for my very exciting day. Note the extreme sarcasm. As I walk to the bathroom to shower I grab my shampoo and conditioner and prepare my very sacred morning ritual.

***

I walk out of the shower in all my naked glory to realize I didn't grab a towel to dry off with, or clothes to wear. It's not like anyone else is gonna be in my room anyway. Before I walked out I brushed my teeth, dryed and straightened my hair to perfection. I make my way out, still naked, over to my closet and picked out but not before I went over to my dresser to grab some undies and a bra. As I started getting dressed I heard a low whistle come from behind me, I screamed in panic using the clothes in hand to cover my exposed body. I turn around slowly backing up against the closest wall for more cover to find him laying in my bed like he lives here. My face boils in anger and embarrassment.

"What the hell!" I slid into the closet and quickly threw on my clothes. All I could hear was his laughter while I stumbled out fixing my jacket. "You left the door unlocked." He throws his hands behind his head in amusement. "That doesn't give you the right to just waltz in!" I pick up one of my converse and throw it at him while my expression turns to complete anger. "Ow!" He grabs the area where the shoe made contact and began to laugh again. "You're cute when you're mad." I growled and threw my hand up and pointed to the door signaling him to exit. He sighed and walked out shutting the door behind him. Who does he think he is, I only met him yesterday although he's cute he has no right.

***

"Okay class assignment due next Thursday, see you all tomorrow." The professor waved as everyone began to file out of the room. It's almost half past three and I'm still thinking about this morning. What a perv, I just don't understand how someone could just walk into a dorm that doesn't belong to them. As I tried to forget about the..."incident"...I looked over to the food court. Perfect, I'll just drown myself in pizza till my memory is gone.

***

While I was devouring my 5th slice of pizza drifting in and out of lala land, out of the corner of my eye I see a group of five or six people walking to get their own food from Pizza Palace. Once they have their food they walk over to the table right next to mine. "Awe come on I was gonna enjoy the next 7 slices in peace but now I can't!" I mutter what I thought was quiet. I was still distracted but found myself interested in the clothes the people around me were wearing. Like the girl a few tables ahead of me was wearing shorts that barely covered her butt and long sleeves which made me want to question her. Than there's a boy on my left a ways away with brown hair that literally glowed in the sun with a white button up and some joggers. There didn't seem to be a lot of people here today. As I finished my 8th slice I remembered the group of people on my right, I look over to find half the people looking at me. I didn't break my gaze as I give them all a lookover. They are all boys, huh weird no girls, but the different thing about them that intrigued me was that they all were wearing black. Leather jackets, Studded belts, and bracelets, some even have war paint on, but what stood out the most of the outfits was the one wearing a misfits tank top with no sides and short hair shaved on both sides.

He looked kinda familiar, but I couldn't tell with all that black on his face. I just watched them while they watched me. Finally one of them spoke up, "What are you staring at?" I looked him in the eyes with a puzzled look, "You." They laughed as I pulled my bag over my shoulder to walk away, but he spoke again. "What do you see." He sounded like he was trying to tease me and out of instinct my sarcasm took over, "I see a grown man trying to act like a teenage girl, with skinny jeans and make up." I smiled fakely and walked away as he watched with his mouth open as if he just couldn't speak.

***

The day was over and I was walking home with my headphones in when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I spun around to see the boy from across the hall. "What do you want now?" He smiled and stood in front me with his hand extended, "I think we should actually meet for once. Hello I'm Andy, nice to meet you...?" I rolled my eyes and shook his hand. "Kasey." I took out my headphones and prepared for conversation when he simply walked into his room, waved, and shut the door.

....I guess no conversation....