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Hii bellas!

So I'll try to do an update every two days, maybe more during the weekends. And not only for The List, but also for How Could You? and Torn!

Thanks for reading and don't FORGET TO VOTE :) 

Mucho Love,

Pumpkin xx

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I enter a small café and sit at a table, waiting for a waiter. I place my books and papers in front of me and check my phone for any texts from Carla.

"Hi, what can I get you?" I look up at the waiter and meet his all too familiar blue eyes.

Fuck.

It was Jaden or Jacen, I don't even remember.

I know he recognized me by the way his eyebrows rise at my sight, and I move awkwardly on my chair. Unfortunately, he wasn't shirtless anymore. Problem is, I'm wearing his shirt right now.

"I will take a medium black coffee please. To go." I am definitely not staying here. He nods and I see him glance at my... well, his shirt and a smirk forms on his lips.

"Isn't that my shirt?" He asks and I give him a weird look, acting like I don't know what he is talking about.

"Umm no. Why would it be?" I innocently say. He frowns at my answer, but shakes his head, dropping the subject.

He finally leaves me alone and I close my books and place them back in my bag. A few minutes later, he comes back with my order and I take it, forcing a smile. I walk out of the café, sighing, and decide to go study at the library instead. I know it's only Saturday, but I have accumulated quite a lot of work and if I don't want to miss tonight's party, I have to finish at least half of it.

You may think two parties in row is a lot, but not for Kim Lane. I'm always invited to parties during the week but I only go during Fridays and weekends. The only exception is if you're cool and I like you, maybe I will attend your party on Tuesday.

I love partying. It's like sport to me, it somehow keeps me healthy. Like, being too stressed out because of college, working non-stop for days, basically not sleeping and only drinking coffee are bad for my health. Body and mind. I just loose all my energy, joy of life and I look like a zombie. Partying is my break, it helps think of something else for a moment and I regain my energy and happiness while drinking and dancing.

Plus I get to meet hot guys and have sweet sex. It's a two in one situation, you see?

The University's library is still a good fifteen minutes away and I quicken my pace. It may be a sunny day, but we're still in London and the weather is a bitch. It could rain anytime soon and I didn't bring an umbrella with me today.

For some reason, I think about that guy I met earlier. Well met, I mean that guy that basically shoved himself on me earlier. He said he was going to the same college as me but I've never seen him before. He looked about my age, and I know everyone from my generation and older, so I thought it was weird that he didn't look familiar to me.

He might be new, that's the only explanation I have right now. But I'm somehow kind of upset because, I'm not gonna lie, he was hot.

Not 'hot', but hoooooot. 

However, because we're both studying at the same college, I can't have any kind of relationship with him. 

It's one of the rules Carla and I made.