Trapped 6: Going The Distance (Sequel To Trapped 5: Happily Ever After)

Chapter 50-That Girl Is Toxic

I know Louis is staring at me, but I'm too shy and there's too much running through my mind to even think about it. Pulling my backpack up higher onto my shoulder, I continuously push the loose strands of my hair that keep blowing and sticking to my face, blocking my view, behind my ear. Megan just looks at me, but occasionally she glances over to Louis' car and flashes him a smirk. Silence comes between us as I notice the students flocking to their classes or dorms, depending on whether or not they have luggage. I glance down to notice that Megan has two Vera Bradley bags with her; one's a duffel and the other one is a backpack. Both I wish I had, but I don't because I can't afford them by myself.

"S-so what are you doing here?" I ask Megan once again. 

I really am curious as to what she's doing here. I mean she's what appears to be nine months pregnant and I've never seen her dance. Then again, this school isn't just a dance school. 

"I wanted to take up acting. I would do dancing as well but I'll have to wait until next semester to take it up, if I still want to. I'm not really allowed to do it....considering......yanno," she trails off, almost seeming ashamed to talk about her pregnancy. 

"Well that's good," I mumble, avoiding her gaze and also avoiding the temptation to look at her stomach, "h-how much longer until......"

"The baby comes?" She finishes, "less than two months. I'm so nervous. But I miss not being pregnant. I could go out and get as drunk as fuck without having to worry about anything."

She flings her backpack over her shoulder and grabs my wrist with one hand, clutching her duffel bag in the other. Glancing back, I notice Louis' car shrinking in the distance. I guess he figured I'd hop back in. I would've, but then Megan dragged me away. We take a few steps, and then I suppose Megan feels it's a good idea to start some small talk.

"So, um.....does Niall ever talk about me?" She asks.

I don't bother to answer, considering my throat is dry; preventing me from talking. She sighs to herself and looks up but then has to quickly look back down at the ground because of the bright sun. It doesn't help either since we're walking in the direction of the sun. I don't say anything, considering I don't know what I'm supposed to talk about, but it doesn't seem to bother Megan. 

"They're allowing us to pick out roommates this year as long as they're the same gender. So I was wondering if you would like to room with me," she suggests, "I think it could be fun. We could catch up. I trust you much more than you think...."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I ask.

I turn around and stand in front of her, causing her to stop in her tracks. She almost looks caught, but she definitely wasn't expecting me to asking that-I can tell.

"W-we should go," she mumbles, pushing past me and grabbing my wrist once again, ignoring my question.

I'd ask her again, but we're starting off on good terms so I don't want to push things and ruin them later. I might finally have a friend that I don't live with. She leads me into a large white building with a bunch of windows. This must be the dorm house.

"This is the female's dorm building," she explains, "I've already picked out a room for us to stay in. So, to be fair, you can pick which bed you want first." 

She stops at a deep navy blue/blue-green door with 106 written in a bronze oval on the front of the door. Her tiny hand grasps the gold doorknob, opening the door. Didn't she think to lock this door? She quickly pulls me inside, only to be blinded by the burning sun's light through the window. I cover my eyes and whine as I continuously blind multiple times to get rid of those circles appearing in my eyes from the bright light.