Lost

chapter 1

  I continue to stare blankly at the board watching my math professor give her best shot at trying to teach a bunch of losers a new textbook method, which was pointless. I never truly understood math, I honestly have no idea why I'm in this class to be honest. But in a state of boredom I'm trying to at least amuse myself a little bit. I start to play with my hair which layed past my chest, it was a chest nut brown with black underneath, it was also tangled as shit because I didn't care to brush it before I left. So it was a good thing I was wearing my Lil Dicky benie to cover up the rat nest.

I lean my head back resting my neck on the back of the chair, in hopes of good day dreams to kick in. But instead the cold of the palastic made goose bumps creep on my skin. I closed my eyes to shield the light from making my hangover even worse.

"Avery," I hear a whisper behind me, I turn fast to see Chris giving me a huge grin.

"What do you want bitch," I say giggling, reaching my hand out waiting for our normal greeting, he then responds with a slight slap against my palm.

"Where'd you go last night physco, you were so wasted and you just walked out," he starts laughing and out of insinct I begin to laugh too. "I was waiting for you to come back" he blushed and giggled.

Chris was the good looking guy who tends to break a lot of girl's hearts and take their virginity. He had the normal fuck boy hair cut, which truly looked nice on him, his skin was a light brown and his hair was a dark creamy brown making his eyes jump at you as soon as eye contact happens, they were so blue. And believe me his body is stunning also he's pretty amazing in bed.. Lets just say we were pretty fucked up that night.

Chris and I actually go way back, from beginning of last year. I met him at my first party on campus. I just finally moved in and I was ready to get wasted and whatever else happened. I was more risky back then, because that's when I honestly didn't care.

Liza who is my room mate ended up introducing me to Chris, Austin and Nina, let's just say that night was pretty great considering I can't remember much. But they became my cloest friends, a few months later I met Simon and Addi through Austin when I was looking to buy.

"I was so baked bro and then Addi with those brownies, now those truly fucked me up, I think I had like three honestly," he laughed and nodded his head in agreement.

"Are you going to come to Simon's tonight? I hear there's suppose to be some dank bud bro, we just plan on chillin, drinking some beers, get pretty stoned and binge eat on whatever he has in his pantry Addi, Austin, Sutter, Liza and Nina are suppose to be there too?" Simon was our older college buddy from the biggest frat club around this area. He's also our bud dealer in a sense that we get a discount from buying it from him and smoking it with him all the time. And a nice smoke session with a bunch of my friends after class and durning this hangover, I  definitely wasn't going to say no of course.

"When do you even have to ask bro?" I smile lightly and raise my brow.

"True, true," he laughs and brings his hand out towards mine and of course I slapped it, ending the conversation.

The bell soon rang after that, I didn't get up in a hurry because we'll I feared that I would end up falling forward breaking my neck before the stoner break at 2 behind the library with Austin and Chris, which was in good 15 minutes thank god.

As soon as I gathered all my things up Chris was standing patiently behind me, but of course I didn't knowledge him waiting, I just continuted to take my time. I threw my zumiez bag over one shoulder and gathered my books.

"Ready?" he said checking his phone, probably for a text from Austin. I nod and lead the way out.

"Bro I want coffee so bad, want to stop at Vicky's before heading to the library?" I glance back and watch his head nod in agreement and smiled "Word bro, ask Austin if he wants something," I reach into my back pocket pulling out my dead phone and grabbing the money under the case, I slid it back on in my attempts to stop looking forward.

"Aver-" I look up at the beginning of my name and as soon as I know it my shoulder hits someone elses and my books and papers from that class scattered every where.

"Ugh shit," I say leaning down starting to pick everything up, not even looking to see who I hit because honestly I didn't care. I had a head ache, I was sober as fuck, and I haven't even had coffee this morning, I was not even close to being in the mood to deal with someone's shit.

"I'm so sorry," the guys voice silently rang. I looked up a little to see the guys face directly in front of mine picking up everything he could. He had light green eyes that could tell many stories. His suit looked freashly pressed and his black hair lightly pushed back by gel, he smelt and looked like a million dollors "Are you alright, I was on the phone and didn't see you passing by," I looked down continuing to pick up my papers.

"I was trying to put my phone away," I laugh "I'm sorry too," he smiled and sighed. We both stood up and he handed me a note book and a few papers.

"Thanks," I say laying them on my textbook face down.

"I tried to warn you," Chris said coming up from behind me laughing.

"See you around," I said to the stranger and walked toward Chris.

"I know you ass, but obviously not soon enough," I rely punching his arm.

"Ouch, hey!" he laughed "Oh by the way Austin said he wants whatever you're getting," I laugh a little, of course he does.