Karlie
"Fucking asshole, fucking asshole, fucking asshole." I whispered angrily whilst getting my shower items. Body wash, shampoo, conditioner, and my loofah. Hopefully, this shower will take my mind off the damned kid.
I walked into the bathroom and analyzed my neck. There were two purple marks. Hickeys. I became livid. How dare he give me these? And without my consent? Well, kind of without my consent. I hate to admit it, but Harry knew how to tease a woman. I'd be lying if I said I didn't find it enjoyable.
"Who are those from?!" I looked back, shocked there was anyone else in the bathroom at this early hour. I think her name was Gemma?
"Oh, just this guy from the pub." I laughed nervously. Oh God, she probably thinks I'm a slut.
"Those are impressive marks. You're one lucky girl. I'm Gemma by the way," She smiled, and held her hand out for me to shake.
"Karlie Shaw." She had a strong grip. My dad would like her.
We talked for a bit and exchanged numbers. Gemma was in her last year here. She was studying Science Education and was excited to graduate. I don't blame her, I'm sure this place gets boring after four or six years. She was also one of the funniest people I'd ever met. I can tell she's going to be a good friend.
Realizing how little time I had until my first class, I quickly took my shower and put my wet hair in a pony tail. I rushed to put my jeans and flannel on, almost forgetting a bra and made my way to class.
Today, I had made one of my first college friends.
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I dropped all my books onto the wooden table in the library. My first tests were coming up and I needed to do well.
I took pages and pages of notes and felt like I knew everything inside and out. I received a text from Gemma just after closing my Science textbook.
'Want to have lunch today? My brother will be tagging along."
Why not? I think I deserve it.
'Sure! Where??'
'The Chinese place a few blocks away from our dorm'
I knew exactly where that was.
'Be there in 20 (:'
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LEEDLE LEEDLE GUESS WHO THE BROTHER IS OMFG ITS GOING TO BE AWK
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Fly, My Dear
Fiksi PenggemarWhen eighteen-year-old Karlie Shaw moves to London for college, she'd pretty much resigned herself to confusing accents, drunk Englishmen, and a whole lot of work. And then there's Harry. Ever since the faithful day they met at the airport in Melbou...
