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Chapter 2

New chapter yay! IM SORRY I DIDNT UPDATE YESTERDAY! I was at a sleepover type party so I didn't have the chance too. This is a really short chapter. I plan on writing a lot more in the story so don't worry! haha thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoy this one!

I start walking back to the dorm complex after my last class of the day. It's Friday, 3 days since I've had that conversation with him. He seems so difficult. Ever since our little meeting he has been watching me. I don't think he notices that see him. it almost seems like he's analyzing me. Like he's studying my every move. He has a hard expression sharper then usual and He's been writing in his journal A lot more then usual. It seems as if he is trying to solve a puzzle in that brain of his.

Our conversation keeps replaying in my head. why wouldn't he just answer me? and why would he use that metaphor. I'm not curious by any means. The metaphor is used to warn you of the dangers of an unnecessary investigation or problem. I'm pretty sure knowing why someone was smirking is no way putting me in danger. He used it totally out of context. Hes an English major for fucks sake! I have gotten nowhere close to figuring this boy out and its really stressing me out.

I walk into my dorm room and find a note on the table by the door.

'Hello Carolyn if you see this note that means i haven't come home yet! I'm out with my new friend, if you would like to join us we are at the coffee shop by B&N call me if your coming! -Tar'

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I finish tying my laces and walk out the door to go for a run. That's what I really need right now, to run and clear my head. I have so many thoughts crammed into my head it feels like its about to burst. I run around campus and around the park that is close by and take in the scenery until i stop to catch my breath. I have been running for at least an hour. I check my watch to see its about 6:00. I sat on the nearest park bench and watched as the sun started to set. This is one of the many things i never get to do, just sit and enjoy things. I feel as if I forget how to just sit and enjoy the little things.

When I was younger I would always sit outside on my swing set that was attached by a thick oak branch that took up half of the backyard. I would trace the leaves that Id find by my feet onto a sheet of copy paper. It got to a point where one of my walls had been covered in leaf tracings. The different shapes made me wonder what tree it came from. Not any two of my leafs were the same. I remember staying up past my bed time looking at my drawings to see if there was a perfect match, but obviously there wasn't ever a perfect match there is no such thing. I loved how warm the colors made me feel. The browns, yellows, and reds that would come falling off the branches, it made me feel safe and secure. That was when my life was so pure and simple. Now with this new school my life is just spiralling out of control. I'm so stressed all the time and not to mention I don't even have a job. Being 'grown up' isn't as fun as it seemed when I was younger. I would promise myself that i would go out and look for a job but i never get the chance to. All week im at campus doing my school work and on the weekends i drive to my childhood home. As much as I love my mother shes always been so into my life. She would always sign me up for clubs and put me in the highest class for anything. She was always planning my next steps before I even knew what was for Lunch. She has been to the campus numerous times to the point where the campus complex knows her by the first name. I rest my elbows on my knees and put my face into my hands. My mother has tryed her hardest to make my life pure and simple. That I wouldn't have any bumps on my road to the future. The future she has planned. The future I have ever had a say in. The way she always wanted hers to be.

"What a pleasent suprise to see you here."

I had already known who it was before I even looked up. The deep accent kind of giving it away.

He wore black boots, black jeans, a black tee shirt but with a new addition to his attire, he's wearing a coat I'm guessing to block the cool autumn wind.

"Aren't you a bit cold?"

I look to what I was wearing, a black sports bra and some running leggings.

"Not a bit, I'm quite use to it."

"I see."

"Then why'd you ask?"

He pushes his brown curls back and smirks.

"Why are you out here all alone?"

"If you must know I was just running. As for you?"

"That's none of your concern love."

"Well then why did you ask me, I expect an answer back."

"Not all questions can be answered."

I rolled my eyes "What's the deal here anyways? for the past few days you've been keeping an eye on me, and don't lie to me because I know it's true, I see you watching me"

"Your very...intriguing."

"And what's your name, if your watching me I at least have to know your name."

"So many questions gosh why do you ask so many."

"I would like to know who to report when I know I have a peeping tom." I said with a smirk on my face. He returned the gesture.

"Then you'll never find out"

With that he walked away. I watched him till he was just a speck in the road. Why is he so, so mysterious. I walked back to the dorm and opened the door to see there was a boy sitting in my living room.

"Hey you must be Carolyn."

"Yea who are you and what are you doing in my dorm?"

"I'm Niall, I was with Tara at the coffee shop." He smiled.

Tara walks into the room with her laptop in hand

"Oh hi Car! I thought you were dead my gosh. How long were you out for?"

"Maybe an hour I was jogging, what are you two up to?"

"Oh I'm connecting the laptop to the tv so we could watch Netflix, do you want to join?"

"Um sure let me just shower first. I feel like a pig."

I walk to my side of the room and get my bag and put my pajamas and fresh undergarments into it, which is basically black yoga pants and a white plain loose top. I go to the showering hall and take a quick shower. I change and begin to walk back to my dorm.

"Hey you dropped this"

I turn around to see those damn green eyes again. I look down to his hand to see my black lacy bra. I blushed terribly

"Oh ok thanks." I took it and quickly stuffed it in my bag.

He smirked

"34C, that's nice to know."

I didn't answer because I didn't know what to say. I turned around quickly and started walking not only to go back to the dorm but so he couldn't see me blush once again.