Back-up

1

"Spencer!" I had to tug the phone away from my ear as the voice screamed from the receiver. Furrowing my brows I looked back to look at who exactly was calling me, realizing it was an old friend, Viola Hastings. I was just a few months older than she was, the Hastings family living just down the street from me.

"Vee? What's wrong?" I asked, rolling over in my bed. I was moving into my dorm today, but not for several more hours. How dare she call and wake me up at unGodly hours.

"I need your help!" She stressed.

"What's wrong?"

"You know how Sebastian got kicked out of Cornwall?"

"Yeah?"

"And he's now enrolled at Illyria?"

"I know, I promised to go visit him when I moved myself in."

"Well, there's a sliiiiiiight problem."

"Which is?" I sighed, knowing Bash's attraction to problems.

"Well, it's not Sebastian that's moving in, but it still is..."

"Viola, it's too early in the morning to deal with these riddles. What's wrong?"

"Sebastian is in London right now, and I'm impersonating him for the next two weeks or so. So, it'll really be me at Illyria but I'm supposed to be Sebastian."

Sitting up in my bed, I held the phone closer to my ear, afraid I was mishearing.

"Come again?"

"It's a really long story but basically I need to be here so I can play for the men's soccer team and kick Cornwall's ass in the season opener."

"Wait, why?"

"They cut the girl's team and they refused to allow us ladies to try out for the boys team."

"Damn, Vee. Alright, okay, what do you need me to do?"

"Well, I figured if anyone was going to bust me, it'd be you. I don't mean that in a rude way, all I'm saying is that you'd be the only one to recognize me. So, I just need you to play along?"

"Play along how? As if I don't know you, I do know you, what?"

"Like we know each other but I need you to act like there's nothing wrong."

"Okay, that's no problem. I want to hear more later. What time do you move in?"

"Around 11. You?"

"Around 9. Most of my shit is already there so I'll come by and help you unpack and shit, okay?"

"Oh, thank you Spencer! Thank you so much!"

"It's no problem, Vee. Now I can still sleep for a good 3 more hours. I'll see you around 11:15ish, okay?"

"No problem. Love you!"

"Love you," I muttered, already drifting off.

***

Following Vee's instructions, I walked around the campus towards the boy's dorms, Windsor Hall, smiling and stopping to converse with a few people I know from classes. I jogged up the stairs and entered the dorm, going to the second floor and looking for where Sebastian Hastings room was. Taking a deep breath, I realized who else lived in Windsor but still continued my way.

It was at the end of a hall, the last door, 234. Knocking, I listened to the noises on the other side before the door burst open, Viola, dressed as Sebastian, stood there, a tampon in her nose.

"Spencer!" Vee smiled, before realizing what she had done wrong and cleared her throat, "I mean, Spence! What's up pretty lady?"

"Hey, Bash. Mind if I come in?" I asked with a laugh, smiling as she held the door open for me. "Why do you have a tampon in your nose?"