I Should've Listened

Chapter Two

I had never felt this happy in my life. I was in complete bliss. I was sitting on the couch watching TV. What I was watching I couldn't tell you because my attention wasn't on the TV, it was on the person sitting on the couch with me. My legs were on his lap and his hand was gripping my thigh.

He was talking, but I couldn't hear a word he was saying to me. I was too busy staring at him. His short black hair appeared soft and I couldn't help but reach out and run my fingers through it. He stopped talking and turned his face from the TV towards me.

I smiled as he looked at me. His blue-eyed gaze was captivating me like it always did. He knew what it was that I wanted. I know he could see it in my eyes. He smirked at me and he leaned in.

I closed my eyes and anticipated his lips on mine. I could feel his breath against my cheeks . Why was he taking so long? I wondered. As if he read my impatient thoughts, his lips met mine and —

"Cassie, wake up!"

My eyes popped open after being jolted awake by Erica's voice. I instantly became annoyed because clearly the dream I was having was just getting started. I sighed and rubbed my eyes. "Why are you waking me up so early?" I complained.

Erica stood near my bed placing her hands on her hips as she stared down at me. "Well for one it's ten in the morning and for two I'm hungry and I know you would've been pissed if I went to get breakfast without you."

She had me on that one. Even though I was annoyed at my "would've been pleasant" dream being interrupted, I could definitely go for some food.

"Now come on hurry up and get dressed so we can go."

I sat up in my bed and swung my legs to the floor. I looked at Erica and noticed that she was already dressed in a pink tank top and blue jeaned shorts with white flip-flops. Erica had always been a morning person and I couldn't understand how.

She could be out until four in the morning and still wake up chipper at 8 AM, just to give an example. It was the one thing that annoyed me about her, but she was still my best friend and if you say nothing about your best friend annoys you then you're lying.

I got up from my bed and headed to the bathroom to take a shower. I thought about the dream I had while I washed.

Why would I be dreaming about a guy I only met once?

Actually, scratch that, I hadn't even met him which only made me even more confused about my dream. I finished my shower and then towel dried my hair before returning to my room to get dressed. After deciding on a simple white V-neck shirt and black jeaned shorts paired with my black sandals we headed out.

The warm fall air felt good on my skin as Erica and I walked to the café on campus. We weren't the only ones roaming around on campus on this Sunday morning. Some students were headed to the café like we were and others were on their way to the cafeteria which wasn't too far. Erica had heard that the breakfast at the café was better than the cafeteria so we decided to check it out.

We approached the small brick building. The words "Campus Café" was written above the entrance in blue neon lights.

Wow, how unique.

Erica opened the door and I followed her inside. Despite the lack of a name, the inside was really not that bad. There were several small bistro tables and matching chairs at each one. Students chatted to each other and soft easy listening music was playing from the speaker on the wall.

While Erica and I waited in line, a girl walked up and started talking to us. I recognized her from last night. She had offered me and Erica a ride from the party and I had also discovered that she was a freshman who lived in our building as well.