You Got Me

YOU GOT ME

"Good morning, Waverly." Chrissy greeted her best friend with a cheek kiss.

"Good morning, Chrissy. You're early?" She countered her friend.

"I needed to make sure that nerdy Jeremy was done doing what I asked him to do, or else, I'll lock him in his nerd lab." Chrissy countered.

"You wouldn't want the sheriff to hear about this right?" Waverly asked as they started to walk the halls of the university. Everyone greeted them and they just flashed their sweet smiles at them.

"Nope. Dad shouldn't know. I bet Sheriff Nedley would give me a lesson on being nice again. I'm so over it." Chrissy answered with annoyance. She loved her dad, but he was just too much sometimes.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say. I'll catch you up later, I have class in Psychology. See you later?" Waverly and Chrissy parted ways and walked towards their respective classrooms. As Waverly approached her usual seat in the room, she noticed that it was occupied already by a certain red head, beside him was a muscular man, with an ash brown hair, and the two seemed to be occupied with what they were talking about. She approached the two people and gave them her sweetest smile.

"Hi, I'm Waverly Earp." She introduced herself. The man with ash brown hair smiled at her and introduced himself.

"Hi, I'm Hardy James, but you can call me Champ." He smiled at Waverly. "This is my best friend, Nicole. Nicole Haught." He said to Waverly and pointed at his friend. The girl named Nicole just stared at Waverly and gave her a quick nod before going back to the book that she was talking about with Champ.

Waverly raised an eyebrow at her. Why didn't she say a word to me?

"I'm sorry. But I think you are in my usual seat. I'd love to sit now, before the professor comes in." She said in a nice voice. Nicole just stared at her for a fraction of a second and raised her eyebrow.

"We were informed that this is a free seating class. I don't know why you would insist sitting here when someone else is in it already?" She asked while staring at Waverly.

"Excuse me?" The small brunette said with shock in her expression. "I was asking you nicely, why you have to be rude?" She countered.

"I'm sorry. I was not rude. I was stating facts." Nicole answered. Champ saw the battle between the two women were having, Nicole being all calm and informative, and Waverly flexing her jaws in disbelief. He got up and got in between them.

"Sorry about that Waverly, we'll just find another seat. Sorry about this." He said apologetically and stared at Nicole giving a signal that they should just switch seats. Nicole nodded, got up and walked away, followed by Champ who gave Waverly a last glance and an apologetic look.

Does she not know me? Waverly said to herself as she watched the two new people she met. She considered talking to Nicole to give her a sense of understanding that she, Waverly Earp, doesn't go down without a fight. Even with a single seat.

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"What the hell, man. You really did that?" Champ asked as they settle into the new seat that they picked, just a few seats away from their original position earlier.

"I did nothing." Nicole said and went back to her book. "And if you like her, ask her out already. You are losing game dude." She teased Champ.

"No. She is pretty, but not really my type. Besides, we have to make sure that we finish this semester with a great goal. Closer steps to our dream of being good cops." He said raising his hand with a fist bump.