Love and Other Disasters

Chapter 9.

-Aya's POV-

I woke up the next day feeling fresh and relaxed. That spa day must have really helped me clear my mind off things a bit. However, it still didn't stop me from thinking about Lucas and what is going to happen between us. I can't believe he never told me about this ex-girlfriend. He also never mentioned that they are still in contact. This guy and myself have alot of talking to do, I just pray he shows up today. 

"Good morning." I heard Farah grumpily say from the bed next to mine. 

"Morning." I smiled. 

"I see you are feeling better." She stated. 

"Yes indeed, but the thoughts never seem to fade." I said, staring at the wall. 

"We will hopefully understand everything today." She prayed, getting up from her bed and heading for the bathroom.

I got up to set my outfit until the bathroom was vacant again. I chose a simple red blouse and a pair of black skinny jeans, along with my black vans and some accesories. I took everything I rested neatly on my bed and did my daily routine in the bathroom after Farah was done. 

When I got out, Farah was already doing her makeup. She looked extra cute today as she had her hair straightened and her outfit was as much as simple as impressive. She had a pair of blue, ombre shorts, a plain white tanktop, and grey converse. Her makeup was really simple that you wouldn't even realize anything was on her face. 

"You look cute, but I still don't understand what is the point of straightening your hair if it is already straight." I wondered. 

"I told you a hundred times it is not straight. The waves that it creates are annoying and I don't like them. They have to decide either to stay or leave." She defended. 

"Yeah whatever." I said while proceeding to apply red lipstick after I finished drawing my eyeliner. 

"Leave your hair curly just the way it is. It looks nice and natural today." She said, fiddling with a strand of my hair. 

"Maybe I should." I said, combing each hair strand in place and placing a headband with a black ribbon to tame it a little more.

"Perfect." I whispered, mostly to myself. 

"Let's go." Farah said. 

"Wait I'll grab my phone." I shuffled to my side table grabbing my iPhone. 

"Do you believe that I haven't turned my iPhone on since yesterday?" Farah said, pressing her lock button. 

"Same." I stated, laughing lightly while turning my cellphone on.

"I may or may have not received over 20 texts and missed calls from Ethan." She said looking with shock at the screen of her phone.

I glanced at my notifications and realized that I had almost the same amount of calls from both of Luke and Ethan. I am impressed that he even cared to call. 

"Guess what, me too." I said. 

"Lets hurry then. They must be worried sick." Farah rushed me to the door. 

"Serves them well. Mostly Lucas." I smirked. 

"You can't blame the guy until you hear his side of the story, Aya." She looked at me.

"I can't wait to hear it if this is the case." I said, closing the door. 

"We'll see in a few minutes anyway." was the last thing I heard Farah say throughout our walk to the campus as I was too engulfed in the music blasting through my headphones.