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"Why did you just do that?" I yell, running the back of my hand across my lips in disgust.
"You wouldn't shut up!" Kaleb yells back at me, a smug look crosses his face. "But don't act like it wasn't...
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Song: Attention by Charlie Puth
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I'm standing in front of the mirror staring at my reflection. For the first time since the incident, I don't completely hate the girl that's staring back at me. I straightened my hair down my back and did my makeup darker than I have in a long time. I'm wearing my favorite simple black crop-top, skinny jeans, and flats. I decide to wear my over-sized maroon cardigan instead of my jean jacket tonight. I pick up my phone, read Bash's message that he's almost here, and check my reflection one last time.
There's a knock at my door a moment later. I quickly make my way across the house to answer it. Bash stands on my front porch looking as handsome as always. He's wearing a simple t-shirt and jeans yet he looks like he could fit in at a formal event.
Bash's eyes rake over me twice before he meets my gaze, "Ready to go?"
I nod and shut my door behind me. I lock it up tight before following Bash to his car. He opens the door for me and I slip inside. It smells like cherries every time I get in his car and it's always spotless. He turns on the engine and a country station plays over the speakers.
"It's about a twenty-five minute drive, that okay?" He asks as he backs out of my driveway.
"Yeah, no problem." I say, fidgeting with the buttons on my cardigan.
"Are you home alone a lot? I only ask because every time I pick you up, you're by yourself." He says over the music.
I shrug, "My uncle works a lot."
"I'm sorry." He says.
"It's alright, I'm used to it." I'm becoming uncomfortable already talking about my life. I quickly turn the subject back to him. "So, do you live on campus?"
Bash looks at me briefly before turning his eyes back to the road, "Yeah, I live in a dorm."
"Do you have a roommate?"
He nods, "His name's tony."
"Do you like him?"
"Yeah, he's a good guy. We kind of run in different circles though." He explains.
"Really? What circle do you run in?" I ask.
He laughs, "I guess I don't really have a circle, per say. I just don't do the kind of things that Tony enjoys doing. He's a stoner."
I giggle, "Oh, I see."
"What about you? Do you have a circle?"
I shake my head, "Definitely not. I have one friend at school."
"That's only because you're new. Once you settle in, I bet people will be flocking towards you." He smiles reassuringly.
