Find Her, Keep Her (CFTM Sequel)

Chapter 15 (Part 1)

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Elias

Jersey and Indigo are hella late.

As in Roxy's been banging on their door for the last fifteen minutes-kinda late, and I'm pretty sure that if they don't open up soon, Little Miss Barbie's gonna bust out a chainsaw.

Real talk.

Now, I'm not saying I'm the brightest tool in the shed, but if I've learned anything about anything, it's to avoid pissing off princess types--especially ones like Roxy.

Bad shit happens when Daddy's little girls get angry, and she passed the pissed off mark a while ago.

The thing is, nobody else in the Quad gives a shit about Social Night.

The weird vegan dude who lives next door showed up earlier than I did and hasn't done anything social with anyone aside from throw a couple hello head nods around. He's a beanpole but he hides it well. He's got these tie-dyed, baggy Hare Krishna clothes on that look like they could be Indigo's. Who knows? Maybe her next boyfriend's closer than she thinks.

He looks like the kinda guy she'd go for, long, blonde-brown, waxy dreads, freakishly blue eyes, weird sense of style. Totally her thing.

I look over in his direction and half open my mouth to start a conversation, but he pops in a pair of headphones before I can try.

Smart kid.

I should've thought of that.

It's not like anyone in the hall's worth talking to.

The pair of fraternity losers who live right next to Roxy have been trying to sweet talk their way into her panties for the last half hour. The brunette's got it bad for this girl. Every time she speaks he gives her his complete and undivided attention. He laughs and smiles at whatever she says no matter how stupid or mean. My guess is, they probably hooked up at one point, but she's over it. He's clearly not.

If he wasn't such a meathead I'd probably feel bad for the guy. No matter what he does to get her attention, she refuses to focus on him, 'cause she's wasting her time focusing on me.

At least she was, until Jersey and Indigo's no show threw off her game. Good thing they screwed up her plans, otherwise I would've been stuck talking to her about which lipstick color she likes the most on herself.

For the record, I don't care.

And I'm never going to.

I'm just waiting to see Jersey.

But Roxy doesn't get that.

She doesn't seem get anything if it doesn't have to do with her.

Or me and her.

But I don't like her like that.

Even though I'm starting to get the feeling that she wants me to.

She waltzed out of her room at six fifty sharp, all done up, platinum blonde hair stick straight and shiny for reasons I don't understand. She even put on a whole new face which I also don't get 'cause normally she doesn't look like she's trying out for a Britney Spears music video. She b-lined straight for me and kept doing that weird thing where she leans in like super, super close whenever she talks.