Rose

2

Last night is a blur. I remember tidbits of things,but it's all just a migraine for me.
I awake in a dorm room alone.I check myself and find my clothing still on my body.Thank God...I slowly climb out of the bed I lay in.My head is pounding.I step out into the hallway to see cups and other garbage everywhere.The house smells of spilled drinks,old food,and smoke.I taste regret on my tongue and feel it taking it's toll on my brain and body.I step out and down the stairs and take in my trashy surroundings.There's a guy passed out on the floor a few feet away fro the base of the stairs with a bra on his face.Disgusting...
"Logan,"says a male voice from somewhere in the house,"how the fuck are we going to clean this house in time for the President's annual review?"
"Fuck Heath,"Logan replies,"if you keep crying about it it will never get done.Get the guys and start cleaning."
His tone is harsh and so I wince.My head throbs and I feel vomit rising in my throat.I swallow hard and find a bathroom.I stumble down the hall and fall right into a hard chest.
"Woah,"he says.The cotton black material of his shirt is soft and smells lightly of mint.
"Aren't you Ariel's new friend at the prep school,"he asks.I look up and he pulls aviators off of his face to expose those green eyes.Holloway...
"Uhm,"I nervously stutter,"uhm yeah.Scarlett."
"Hm,"he says.He stares at me with intensity shining in his green eyes.I want so badly to speak,but I can't.I watch as his lips move to speak but close.Silence falls around us.He holds me at a distance not far from him.I barely realize it.
His thumb strokes my arm and electricity races through my body.My stomach has apparently learned gymnastics as well.
"Well goodmorning,Little Red,"I hear Logan say.I break from my trance and run a nervous hand through my unruly brown hair.I look up and see Logan smirk at me with no judgement in his eyes,despite my possibly horrid appearance.
"Logan,"Holloway barks,"make sure your guests know to watch where the fuck they're going.And get Heath to clean my damn room!"
"Dude chill,"Logan laughs.I look up at Holloway's intense glare at Logan.This a complete 180° from just a few minutes prior.
"My room is off-limits to your dumbass party guests!"
"Heath was supposed to lock it up while you were out before the party."
"Well he didn't so fix it,"Holloway snaps and then leaves.He turns and walks back towards the way he came.
"He's such an entitled asshole,"Logan laughs.I can't speak as I'm in shock at what happened.
"The bathroom is on the other hall,"Logan instructs."Go down this hall and turn on the window hall and it's the second door down."I nod and hesitantly turn to walk down the hall.
"And Scarlett,"Logan calls out to me,"Don't mind Holloway,he just has problems.In fact,you can ride back to your dorm building with him."
I open my mouth to speak in protest,but decide against it.Instead,I follow the directions given to me by Logan.I walk into the bathroom to see my hair in complete disarray but my makeup fairly decent.I clean up underneath my eyes and run my fingers through my wayward brown hair.The tangles are horrid.It's going to be a messy bun day until I get to my dorm and shower.The struggles of my life.
I decide against the excess makeup and wash my face while I'm in there.The water against my skin is refreshing and I instantly start to feel better.
As I leave the bathroom,I notice the floor to ceiling window that extends all the way down the hallway.I look out the large window to see the beautiful campus.I'm apparently on the third floor.I see that the building that I'm in is on a hill and I can see people walking and cars roaming.
"This building is one of the newer buildings on campus,"I hear from behind me.Startled,I turn around to see Holloway.
"Oh,"I hesitantly inquire.
"Hey,"he says softly,"I'm sorry about earlier.That was-"
"Bipolar of you,"I sarcastically Ask,interrupting him.
"Very."He starts to laugh lightly and it's a sort of musical sound.His dimpled smile captivates me and his friendly glances cause me to feel calm.This is weird...I don't even know this guy and every time I've met him he was a jerk.
"But as I was saying,"he continues as he walks towards the window.He props himself up on the window with his elbow and looks out at the campus as I was only moments ago.
"This building is built on a hill side,"he says,"so you can see a vast majority of the campus."I nod and look out at the scenery ahead of us.I hear Holloway sigh next to me and his boots start to walk away.
"Do you need a ride to your dorm?"He looks sincere,but I'm hesitant thanks to what happened earlier.Will he treat me like that?
Instead of giving a verbal reply,I bite my lip and nod.As if sensing my hesitation,he doesn't reply.He merely nods and walks down the hallway.I follow behind him and glances at all of the hungover guys cleaning up last night's mess.
"Why don't you help,"I as Holloway as I stare at his various tattoos.This man is a tattooed Adonis.Truly beautiful.
"Isn't my job,"he bluntly states,"It's Logan's."
"I don't follow."
"Then don't."
I do as I'm told and he directs me to his car.It's an old '67 Ford Mustang Fastback...impressive.
"Get in,"he instructs.I slide into the newly refurbished leather interior and fall in love.....with the car of course.He turns on X Ambassadors and drives.