Dorm for Two

Chapter 5

That night, Bria walked into her room with a cup of Koolaid to find Bryce sitting up shirtless in the bed, watching television. When she sat on the bed, he looked at her. "Did Roger ask you something today?" Bryce asked, trying not to sound anxious.

"I said you could stay, not make-," Bria mumbled back as Bryce's mouth opened. Bria put her hand up to his mouth before he could speak and continued saying, "Not make conversation is what I was going to say. I also said you could stay if you didn't make sex jokes.."

"I agreed to TRY, not stop completely. But, like I asked before, did he ask you something?"

"Yes! Now do you mind?!" Bryce's face froze. He didn't think Roger would really do it. " Why?" Bria asked after seeing look on his face.

"I thought you liked guys that are... Never mind," Bryce laid down,trying to understand, "But do you ever think of the jerks in the world and wonder what their lives are like?"

"Sometimes," Bria says with a shrug.

"Do you know any?"

"Doesn't everyone? Do you?" Bria muted the TV.

"Yeah, me," Bryce sat up.

"Wow."

"What?"

"That was the deepest and most sensitive thing I've ever heard. well , from a boy at least."

"That's the nicest thing you've said to me since I've known you."

"Don't get used to it. Tomorrow, you will go back to being a pathetic, repellent jerk." Bria laid down and turned back on the TV volume. Bryce gave her a little smile. "Can I ask you question?" Bria ask, after getting uncomfortable with Bryce staring at her.

"Go ahead," Bryce replies, not taking his eyes off of Bria.

"What do you dream about?"

"Wow. Random question."

"Just answer it, please, but I regret it."

"Why would you regret it?"

"Because you're you. Clearly you don't know your personality first hand."

Bryce laughs at her comment. After sobering up, he replies, "Well, I'm not offended. And I know exactly what my personality. It's only for you." Bryce gives Bria a genuine smile.

"Thank you?" Bria ask as a question. She thought that was weird of him to say, but went with it.

"And to answer your question, I dream about a lot of things. There is no limit to my imagination."

"What have you dreamed about recently?"

"A girl," Bryce answers, simply.

Now, Bria was intrigued. She continues her investigation and asks, "Who?"

"A girl."

"We covered that Sherlock Holmes. I mean what's her name."

"Not telling."

"Well what do you dream about with her?"

"Her riding a beautiful, white horse towards the ocean. That she gets off the horse and comes towards me slowly and that we share sweet and caring kisses. Beach sex, too."

"Okay! I get it. I get it! No need to go any further!"

"Well, you asked, "Bryce says with a smile.

"I'm taking back my question."

"Okay then. Goodnight, Bria."

"Goodnight, Bryce." Bria turns over and turns her lamp light off.