Art trash

Part two

Jack pov

Before getting to the library I decide to walk around the campus, get my barings and stuff. I found which floor the art department was, then just looked around. I finally get to the library, I note the nicely polished mahogany doors that lead into the magical place of books.
I reach for the doors but am immediately surprised as the door swings open. Before I could react, the door hit my in the face and sent me and my stuff sprawled onto the floor.
"Im so sorry!" I hear a voice above me, I look up to be met with the worried expression of a guy with disheveled hair and glasses.
"Its alright, no harm done... well... maybe a little to my head but not enough to kill me," I smile warmly. He lets out a sigh of relief.
"Thank god," he holds out his hand and I take it, he hoists me up and then shakes my hand.
"James, James Coreman, I'm a music major, what's your name?" he says in a chipper voice. This guy was way nicer than Mark, he could learn a thing or two.
"Sean, but everyone calls me Jack, I'm an art major."
"Would you hate it if someone were to call you Sean?"
"I don't mind it, everyone just calls me Jack instead."
"Imma call you Sean," he announces happily. I giggle at his bubbly nature and agree that it was ok. I take my hand back as I realise he was still holding it, I lean down and pick up all the stuff I dropped.
"OOOO is that your sketchbook, can I see?" He asks excitedly.
"Only if you show me what instrument you play," he thinks for a second, then nods. He takes my hand and starts dragging me down the hall.
"Lets go to the music room then," he practically skips all the way there.
I smile, I'm gonna like this dude.

When we get there, James opens the door to an empty classroom full of instruments. He immediately walks to the Drums and sits down, I gasp happily.
"Oh my god you play the drums?!" I practically scream as I take a chair and seat it next to the drum kit.
"You have to teach me."
"I teach you drums, you teach me to draw, deal?" He holds out his hand again. I take it gladly and shake. He smiles before turning his attention to the drums, he does that cool flippy thingy with the stick before starting to play a beat. I immediately get lost in the rythm, standing up and dancing along, knowing which song he was playing.
"Wake up!
Mchwgrkgjdhd makeup!
Mdjwysicojd shake up!" I shout along to the opening for chop suey by system of all down. I play the air guitar and see him laughing out of the corner of my eye. When he finishes the last bit I applaud him profusely.
"I love that song so much man," I laugh sitting down again. We laugh together as we talk about some of the bands we like and other stuff.
"Ok Ok lemme see your drawings!" He claps excitedly.
I chuckle as I take my sketchpad and show him all the things I've drawn in there. A lot of "oooo's " and "aaah's" come out as I show him various pictures. When I've showed him all the pictures he compliments me, making me bashful.
For another half hour we sit and talk about everything, getting to know eachother more.
He looks at his wrist that had a watch on it.
"Aw damn, I gotta go now," he says sadly, we both get up and pack all the equipement away.
"Hey can I get your number?"
"Oh yeah sure," I say as I write my number down on a piece of paper, I hand it to him and we walk to the door.
"Ill talk to you later then," he smiles before waving then running down the corridor. I sigh happily as I realise I found my best friend for the rest of college. My smile fades as I remember what's waiting for me when I get to my dorm. Honestly that guys should really grow up, I let out a scowl as I make my way back to our room.

As I open the door I don't even look at him as I plop on my bed, exhausted from all the talking and laughing.
I feel a buzz in my pants and take out my phone from my pocket.

Unknown: WAKE UP!!

A smile appears on my face as I immediately recognize who it is.

Me: FJPFLHEYDH MAKEUP!!

JAMES: XD Ok just wanted to text you so you know my num.
We'll talk later, I have to go have a talk with my mother about responsibility or some shit like that T-T

Me: Ooooo ouch. Good luck XD

JAMES: BOI!!

I set my phone on my bed side table, smiling at my new goofy friend. Out the corner of my eye I could see Mark staring at me again, why does he do that?
"I can see you y'know," i say looking at him with a smirk.
He scowls before looking away, "I am aware," he says, and nothing else. I roll my eyes and turn my body around to face the wall. A little nap will do me good.
I close my eyes and start drifting off, curling into a comfortable ball.

Mark pov

The second I layed eyes on this guy's beautiful turquoise eyes, I knew I was gonna fall for him, fast. His whole body looked amazing, toned arms that arent that full of muscle but still strong. Hips that certainly don't lie, and the face of an innocent, cute little puppy. Even his Irish accent had my insides melting.
Even when I pinned him to the wall did it make my heart flutter. Having the privilege of being so close to a gem like that, his face inches from mine. Giving me those puppy eyes, making me want to kiss every part of him. He looked perfect, and beautiful, I loved him.
But... me being my stupid self, I decided to hide my feelings by lashing out. I told him to stay away from me when in fact, I wanted him closer to me, to have and to hold.
I heard his phone buzz when he got back from his trip to the library. The second he sees the message he smiled, I felt a lick of jealousy.
I tried watching him secretly but that clearly didn't work.
"I can see you y'know," he says in not a really mean way. I try to hold in a blush as I scowl and look away.
"I am aware," I mumble back, feeling embarrassed. He let out a quiet chuckle before turning around and taking a nap.
UGH!
WHY IS IT SO HARD TO BE MYSELF AROUND HIM!?
Or anyone for that matter.

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