The next month went by quick. I focused on my work' not letting any distractions get in the way. I stayed clear of Bruno as much as I could, only talking to him when I had too.
And me, Alexa, George, Alicia and Eric became a lot closer. I was happy that I had actually made some genuine friends.
I was blocking Bruno out as much as I could because I didn't want his bad habits to influence me or for him to lead me off into a direction I didn't want to go; but the more I ignored him the more I felt guilty.
He hasn't done anything wrong to me before, it was just me being paranoid and self-centred.
I was walking back to my dorm when I listened slightly to a group of girls conversation, they were talking about Bruno.
They were sitting together on a patch of grass and I slowed my pace so I could listen more.
"I don't know what's gotten into Bruno, he hasn't spoken to any of us in like forever."
"We agreed that we were going to have sex."
Whore.
"Yeah me too. He hasn't even looked at me, every time I see him he avoids me."
Because you're a slut.
"What if he has a girlfriend?"
They all laughed.
"Are you serious? Bruno having a girlfriend? Never! He wouldn't be able to keep his hands off other girls!"
They all laughed again and I decided I'd had enough of listening to them.
I walked back feeling disappointed and kinda guilty. I didn't know why, but I think it had something to do with Bruno. Was it because I was ignoring him?
I arrived at my dorm and unlocked to door.
Bruno was curled up in his bed under his duvet, facing the wall so I couldn't see his face.
It was the middle of the day, why was he asleep?
Maybe he wasn't.
I creeped over to him, standing a small distance from his bed.
"Bruno?"
"Hm?"
He was awake.
"Are you okay?"
There was no reply.
I just lingered around his bed, not really sure what to say or do. Was he upset because of me? What was it?
"Do you want to talk another time?"
No reply again.
I sighed hopelessly. Just as I made my way over to my bed I said my name.
"Idalis."
I turned, he was now sitting up facing me now.
Then he smiled. I felt confused.
"You're talking to me." He said, his smile stuck on his face.
I knitted my brows together, nodding. "About that.."
I sat at the end of his bed.
"I'm sorry that I have been ignoring you, I've been too caught up in everything. I'm rude and I'm sorry."
"It's okay."
His smile was making me feel so guilty. Why had I been blocking him out so much?!
I know he was irritating and cocky most of the time but that was no reason for me to be completely arrogant towards him.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
