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15: nAiL-BiTiNg

Friday, February 20th

The week progressed far quicker than I expected. Arrow attended classes with me. He did the same homework as me, even though he didn't have to. Sometimes people talked to him, but no one suspected him of anything strange. I mean...we were all college students. The majority of people there just wanted to pass the class; no one cared if my boyfriend was an accidental success from the basement of the Wacky Lab. (Not that I'd tell them.)

He stayed in mine and Luna's dorm and shared the bed with me. The lady at the front desk apparently knew all along we were keeping a boy in the dorm, but she promised to keep quiet if we agreed to set her up with one of the girls staying in the room next to us. Plan match-making was in effect immediately; all it took was a little Luna charm and some creative scheming.

"So uh...I overheard you talking to your friend the other day in the lobby," Luna said, sucking on a lollipop and leaning against the wall opposite of Girl-Next-Door's room. "You've just started college and you don't know how meeting people works here, yeah? No worries chica, I got you." Luna walked up to the girl with poufy brown hair and brown skin peering around her partially open door. The girl sported a red basketball jersey with matching basketball shorts that looked like they were Men's.

"I never said that," Girl-Next-Door said. "I don't even know you."

"Well now you do. I'm Luna, your femme fatale and that's Frannie, your Mind Beyond Matter."

"What?" I said. I stood awkwardly in the middle of the hall, arms crossed. Mind Beyond Matter? Not both? (As in, the femme fatale AND Mind Beyond Matter).

"Welcome to college; thank me later. You don't always get this warm of a welcome. Join a sorority and you'll be jumping out of windows and taking baths in melted butter. Initiation; I've lived and learned it. Psh, and I'm not even in a sorority." Luna scrunched her eyebrows and waved her lollipop around, the expression on her face genuinely disgusted at her own realization.

"Okay...I'm Jordyn, but I'm in the middle of stud-"

"Fuck studying! Know what my college motto is? Drop the studying, keep the fucking. Yeah? Yeah. So there's this chick in the lobby-I'm sure you met her; Carmen Valdez-anyway, she's got these eyes...and this...hair...and wow her personality! I think you'd love her."

I rolled my eyes. Luna was a master at seducing guys, but she totally sucked at describing people. Her perceptions of other people weren't completely skewed, she just didn't know how to translate what she saw into words. Not the right way, anyway. Which I guess sorta made them skewed. Guess it made sense; she was an artist. Words weren't her thing. Ask her to draw a picture, though, and you'd forget there were ever any famous artists before her.

"Carmen's really sweet," I said. Jordyn met my eyes skeptically. "She's been pining for you since you joined ASU and I think if you'd go talk to her, you might really like her."

"And besides," Luna added, "she already bought Starbucks for you and has it waiting at the counter. Might as well get it while it's warm. Also my motto. In case you didn't notice, I left an innuendo there. Sorry, is this too R-rated?"

Jordyn eyed us for about the amount of time it would take to brush your teeth and finally, she smiled this cute girly smile and nodded. "Okay. Thanks, I guess." And then she left to go meet Carmen, and Luna and I high-fived.

Long story short-or short story long, whatever-Arrow was permitted free access in our room.

We bought him a whole wardrobe-thanks to Luna's dad's credit card (we were awesome)-and carefully scheduled entering and exiting the dorms around sunset and sunrise to run into as few people as possible. Luckily our dorm was by the stairwell, so that wasn't much of a problem. In fact, there weren't any problems. Life was pretty dang good.