The autumn breeze ruffled my hair as we skidded down the hill in our flip-flops. It was Nine 'o Clock now - around the time that calculus began.
We didn't mind, since you're allowed to miss classes as long as you have an excuse. One of our old friends was a working as a Nursing Assistant; she could always wright us a note.
"Where do you want to get breakfast?" I asked, giving Marcia a grin. It was such a rush to skip.
"Ohhhh, what about 'Le Cafe'?" She replied, using a completely-off French accent.
The Cafe was a coffee shop a few blocks from the girl's dorms - within walking distance. It served coffee, biscuits, and other cheap breakfast foods all day long. Kinda like a ramen IHOP.
"Sounds good." I nodded, putting me hands in my jacket pockets. Suddenly, I felt my phone vibrate and I jumped out of my skin.
"Calm down, Mar!" She laughed, rubbing my air into a friz.
"Hey! Stahp." I swatted her hand away, trying to get my phone.
(Since of course, I don't know anyone's phone number - Jordan's is 1234567. Really original, right?)
1234567: Hey, its Jordan. We r kinda lost again...
I sighed, shaking my head.
Ok, do you no where the cafe is?
Yeah i think so
I'll be there in five minutes
I smiled, and shoved my phone back into my pocket.
"Who was that?" Marcia wiggled, shimming up to my side.
"The one and only," I said all dramatic like, "Jordan... something." I laughed as Marc totally freaked out.
"AHAHAHAHAH WAT? NO? YOU HAVE TO BE JOKING... YOU CAN'T KID ABOUT THESE THINGS, MARIA WELSH!" She gushed, grabbing my phone, pushing it to her face and gasping.
I continued laughing and rolling my eyes.
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When we got to The Cafe, Jordan and a two other guys were waiting outside. One looked pretty nice, and the other looked like he had to pee.
"Hey, Maria!" Jordan waved.
I waved back, excited to see Jordan again.
"This is-" Jordan pointed to a guy with short brown hair and hazel eyes, but was quickly cut off by Maria's gasping.
"I never thought I would meet you in person." She gushed, cupping her hand around her mouth.
I sighed, "Sorry, I um... Think she's a fan."
"Oh, that's fine. I love meeting new fans." The guy added, smiling. He was leaning against The Cafe's brick side with his hands in his jean pockets. "I'm Mitch by the way." He introduced himself, reaching out a hand to shake mine. "And this is Jerome." He smiled at his freind, shaking his head.
"I need to pee." Jerome smiled, obviously nervous.
Marcia laughed, shaking Jordan's hand. "My name is Marcia, I'm her room-mate." She said, pointing at me.
"Well, what do we have here? Looks like the Skank Duo." I female voice calls from behind us.
Who is the female voice? Has Maria gotten over Matt this quickly? How will Jerome ever pee? EHEHEHHEHE STAY TUNED!
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Caught Like A Fly ♦ mcyt fanfiction
FanfictionBeing cheated on isn't fun, that's a fact. So, when Maria Welsh, College Junior and outcast, finds a group of lost guys looking for the bathroom, her life is turned upside down. Follow Maria and her best friend and room-mate, Marcia, as they find th...
