the better half of me

*Chapter 2*

A/N Just wanted to clarify a few things since I forgot to put them in the A/N's of the first chapter. NYU (the setting of the fic) offers apartment style dorms. Most of the characters have that type of dorm style so I'll be using the words apartment and dorm interchangeably. Just wanted to point that out before I make it seem like they live in two different places or something. Also, I decided to keep the name Cheerios as the name for the NYU squad because (I think the name is cute)

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Lauren awakes for her first day of classes to see dark brown locks splayed across her pillow cases. She licks her lips as she recalls memories from the night before. Chuckling to herself, she silently slides out of bed so as not to wake its occupant.

Grabbing her toothbrush and a wash cloth she silently creeps to the bathroom, grateful that Normani  spent the night at Ally's.

"Morning, whore." …Or so she thought.

"Shut up," she whispers harshly, making no attempt to cover her naked form as she walks to the bathroom. She brushes her teeth before letting the hot water of the shower wash over her aching muscles. Cheerios practice was still intense and her little romp in the sack last night didn't help matters.

She walks back into her room to notice her companion is gone. Shrugging it off, she gets dressed before meeting Normani in the kitchen.

"You sure do have a type," Normani  comments as she flips a pancake in the pan she's holding.
"Well, in girls anyway. I never understood your type in guys in high school. I mean you went from good guy, to bad boy, to that blonde kid that everyone swore was your twin brother. Actually…I think I started that rumor."

"What are you talking about?" Lauren asks around a yawn as she stretches languidly, hands reaching for the ceiling.

"Studious, brunette, shorter than you. Your type of girl." she replies, ticking off her fingers one by one as she names the qualities. "You only almost veered from those characteristics one time and that was when you, me, and Ally almost had that threesome."

"She would have been my first blonde," Lauren  says reverently to piss Normani  off. It works as she narrowly misses being wacked upside the head. "What?" she shrugs with a laugh. "You were the one who suggested it."

"We were drunk!" Normani  exclaims in self-defense. "Everything sounds better when you're drunk!"

"You were crying!" Lauren  replies with laugh. "Ally…I really want…to have this threesome," she mocks, voice hitching to imitate Normani  from that night.

"Don't mention that again," Normani  threatens, pointing a spatula in Lauren's direction.

Lauren shrugs as she reaches on top of the refrigerator to retrieve a box of cereal.

"All I know is that I'm never having sex with either one of you separately or together. I've accidently walked in on you two more times than I care to say and some of the things the two of you do…" she trails off, shuddering at the memory. "It's not human."

"Sure, Lauren . You 'accidently' walked in on us five times."

"Put a sign on your door or something!"

"Or maybe you could try this radical idea of knocking!"

"I'm not arguing with you this early," she says as she takes her bowl of cereal into the living room. She grabs the remote and then starts flipping through channels, looking for The Price is Right.

"Wrong, Lo, " Normani  calls from behind her in the kitchen. "We're about to start arguing again because I wants to get my morning cartoons on!"

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Lauren takes one last look at her schedule before looking up at the classroom number. Room 326. This is definitely the one. She walks into her business class and is met with a couple of smiles and a few indifferent glances from upper classmen. She shrugs it off, but one exaggerated eye roll catches her attention.