maybe i just want to be yours {zion kuwonu}

~4~

it is currently 9:57am and i am finally here at UCLA. lydia is actually already here, she arrived yesterday i park at a parking garage and i walk to the dorm lobby to check myself in. i walk to my dorm room and lydia is laying down on her bed on her phone.

"lyds!" i exclaim.

"ans!" she exclaims.

she looks different. i look more closely at her, her hair looks different. it used to be brown and wavy, but now it's amber and wavy, "you dyed your hair?!" i exclaim.

"yes, does it look bad?"

"no, not at all, it looks amazing!"

"well thank you! do you think nick will like it?"

"duh. if he doesn't he's blind."

"well how was the ride over here? i am so happy that you finally have a car."

"haha i do not want to talk about it. but i saw this really cute guy at a starbucks."

"ou, did you get his number?" she asks.

"no, you know i don't do that. but i stared at him for so fucking long. now that you mention that, i regret my life. i am just scared of rejection, and you know that lyds."

"i know ans, but if you want someone you have to snatch the opportunity. you're a very confident person. you taught me how to be outgoing and get out of my comfort zone when i moved from texas."

"yea i know, you know me, i am confident until there is a guy involved. it is weird, i can get rejected by anything and anyone else, but when it comes to me liking anyone it's hard."

"yea i know."

"well moving on! how was hawaii?" i ask.

"it was amazing. i got sunburnt, but it was worth it."

lydia and i start to talk, i missed her. our deep or random conversations together are everything. i really missed having her around, now that she's my roommate, i won't have a problem contacting her at all.

an hour has passed of lydia and i talking. i completely forgot about the my stuff i should be getting in my car. i make her come to my car with me to get my things. we first pass by the dorm lobby to get carts so it would make things go by faster. the carts are pretty big and there is only two of us. hopefully two carts will be enough for everything. we walk to my car and proceed to take everything out. at the very back of my car, my dad put the heaviest box. lydia and i try to lift it, but we're so weak that we can't.

"what's up ladies!" i hear a voice say from behind us.

"ew gross. i swear if it is a random guy hitting on us i am going to puke," i whisper, lydia giggles.

we both turn around to see a tall, skinny blonde haired guy walking towards us. it is not a random guy hitting on us, it is austin. lydia and i look at each other and we break out in laughter. "what's so funny?" he asks.

"nothing," i say, continuously laughing.

he scratches his head, "well uh, i missed the both of you." he gives both of us a hug.

"can you lift this box for me?" i ask.

"sure analise," he smirks.

"are you asking for a death sentence?"

"i'm just kidding ana calm down, i'll help you."

"well can you carry it all the way to our room? the carts are filled."

"well of course i can."

"and your cockiness comes out," lydia says.

"hey! i'm just trying to help." he snaps.

"wait, why are you here? you have an apartment," i say.

"i just helped christine put her things in her dorm."

"wow! we have a gentleman standing before us." i giggle.

the three of us walk to mines and lydia's room. austin did not complain about the box. given, he is on the soccer team. we arrive at my room and we unpack everything there. since austin is with us, he stays to help. all of a sudden, lydia's phone starts to ring. it turns out that nick is outside the dorm lobby to pick lydia up.

"have fun!" i exclaim.

"oh i will," she smirks.

well now it is just austin and i. i don't know if i should bring brandon up. i know i have a very small chance of us ending up together, but it's worth a try.

"so remember when you told me that you would possibly hook me up with one of your teammates?" i say.

"yes..."

"well... this is so dumb. but whatever, way before i met you i always thought that brandon arreaga is attractive." he stands up, "oh hell nah!" he exclaims.

"what?"

"brandon is way out of your league. no, i am not allowing that to happen. i don't want you to get hurt. he's a fuckboy, ana. no."

"says a bad boy who is dating christine, a good girl."

"but i'm not like brandon."

"he is your friend though."

"yes, he's very fun to hang around. but he's way out of your league. ana, he's a senior."

"i just want to shoot my shot. i know that he is quote on quote, bad boy or fuckboy, but i want some adventure."

"you're so innocent though." he sighs.

"HAHA if you only knew me in high school. austin, you literally only know me from my freshman year of college. i intentionally made last year innocent. damn only if lydia didn't leave she would explain everything to you."

"ana, let me remind you that you have never been in a relationship before. you haven't even been to a college party."

"okay, you do not have to be doing something sexual to end your innocence. i was a wild card in high school. i would do anything, from trashing classrooms to doing wild dares. may i add, i have never been caught before. i am very slick. i have done a lot austin, just nothing sexual. i did not go to parties because unlike you i was focused on my grades."

"exactly my point ana, nothing sexual. you might be wild, but not wild enough that you can handle brandon. like you talk so professionally too. you do cuss up a storm, but it's just i don't know, you're just professional."

"what the hell does the way i talk, have to do anything?"

"i don't know ana, it just does."

i take a deep breath and go back to unpacking. austin can tell that i am upset, "fine." he sighs.

"what?" i ask with attitude.

"i'll mention you, but promise me that if he does end up wanting you too, that you'd be very careful."

my frown immediately turns upside down. i hug him really tightly, "thank you! do not worry i will be very careful."