-jacobs POV- I woke up sometime around six. Not that I wanted to or anything, but a distant alarm clock sounded and the walls weren't all that thick, unlike her. I sprang out of bed after another five minutes of simultaneous ringing, quietly I creeped open her door. She was beautiful, even when sleeping. Her dark brown hair complimented her mocha eye in the best way. Her skin was like a silky caramel under the sun. I didnt really know how to wake her up, so I lightly tapped her shoulder. At least I thought I tapped her lightly, she shot up and her eyes darted around the room before meeting mine. "Good morning, your alarm has been going off since-" I quickly flipped my wrist and subtracted. "Six-ish" she looked confused, then shocked, then worried, then apologetic. "Shit, sorry" she mumbled, quickly turning the alarm off. "It's ok, I wouldn't have bothered you, but I was going borderline insane" I let out a soft chuckle. Her nose crinkeld as she laughed, and her eyes grazed my body. Crap,I forgot to put on a shirt. She probably thinks I'm that kinky ass roommate just trying to screw her. "Well...um" she coughed, getting my attention. She had her clothes in her hand about to change. It took me a second to realize what she was trying to say. "Oh right, sorry." I said, shuffling out of the room.
-Carmen's POV-
After he walked out I dropped the clothes and made my bed. I was about to change, seeing i showered last night, but according to my linty ass bed sheets, I would need to shower again. I grabbed a towel and undressed, stepping into the hall with my outfit in hand. After I shower and changed, I instantly went to the kitchen and started cooking. Around thirty minutes later I had finished and set up a little breakfast for Jake, wolfing down any extras. I headed out the door only to find I have no idea what way to go. I trot down the hall and keep my eyes open for a room 84 in the West wing of the third building. I eventually got tired and followed the yellow tiling, it's a good thing I left two hours before my class. Actually it's not. I'm not sure why I did, I think it was so I didn't have to see jake again. No need to fall for him any more, god I even made breakfast for him. Hes gonna think im a preppy college lover, I might be easily excitable, but I'm not preppy. There is a fine line between preppy and easily excitable. I kept following the yellow tiling for what seemed like forever until I smacked into someone. "Oh my god I am so-" I started apologizing, but got cut off "hey, no problem princess. Take it as a thank you for the breakfast" he laughed slightly. By now my eyes had already met his
"Oh ya, well then. Thank you for the thank you" I said. God what dose that even mean. So now I'm a formal preppy dumbass. Great.
This time a smile appeared on his face "anytime sweetheart. So which class?" He asks pointing to my schedule. "Umm Ela with Mrs.hilton" I say looking up at him "well, lucky me. shall i now escort you to English language arts with Mrs.hilton?" " Only if it's not any trouble" "how could that be trouble if we have the same class?" Two points for dumbass "oh right. Ok then" we walk down a corridor and take a left. "Your French toast is delicious by the way" he says gratefully. " Thank you. I'm glad you liked it" he looks at me for a while seeming to be deciding something. Whatever it was, I think he decided against it. "Here we are, English with Mrs. Hilton"
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Romance"you came back?" I saw the light in her eyes quickly flicker again. "I mean I said I would, didn't I?" "ya, you did" she stammered "Carmen im-" "no, you're not. we're not. we will never be again" I saw the pain in her face. the pain that I caused he...
