Love You Not

-Chapter 1-

Hi, I'm Lana! I start school at EBU on Wednesday, and to answer your question, yes, I am extremely anxious. I had to get a dorm because I'm not willing to drive all the way to the campus. I'm moving in today, which is Sunday. I'm having to move all on my own because my mother is in Aruba for her honeymoon and my dad works Sundays.

As I open the door, box in one hand, I see a tall man with short, dark brown hair and tan skin sitting on the couch watching something on the TV. "Oh!" He says, "Let me help you with that." "T-thanks..." I respond. I'm so caught off guard that I stutter. I'm a super socially anxious person, and having this attractive guy in front of me isn't exactly helping. "I'm Joey, what's your name?" "Uh, L-Lana.." I say. "Well, Lana, you should probably get back to your boxes." He responds, "If you want, I could help." It's a generous offer, but I dont want to bother him. "Oh, it's fine." I say. "If you're sure..." he replies.

As I carry in another box, he says, "Ok, you clearly dont have any family helping you move. I'm going to grab some boxes for you." "There's no need..." I start to say, but he cuts me off. "It's fine. If you're worried about bothering me, don't. It's fine."

After we finished moving all the boxes in, I start unpacking in my room. I hang a poster of my favorite band, TØP, up on the wall, and check the clock. Already 10:00 pm? I should get some sleep, I think, when I hear a knock at the door. "Come in!" I say. "Hey, I'm throwing a party tonight and you're invited!" Joey says eagerly. Ugh, seriously? "Well, I wasnt planning on partying, but I guess I'm in?" "Sweet!"

-the next day-
The party was... lame, to say the least. I drank some booze, a rando tried to hook up with me, but I managed to weasel my way out of that. I don't get the big deal about sex. But... I guess I'll get there. After all, theres no such thing as NOT wanting to have sex, right?