The Campus Mall

Chapter 2: Love At First Meditation

Sophie moves her food around on her plate (because that's her thing in case you haven't noticed), jamming out to Fuego Lento, one of Drake Bell's newest songs. She contemplated what Drake must've meant when he said "why don't we both get a little wetter." Does it mean what she thinks it means? She's seen the promo video, and it didn't make sense to her. 

She noticed Angela waving at her through the corner of her eye. Why must she always interrupt me? 

"Why must you always interrupt me, Angela? Can't you see I am contemplating one of life's most important questions?"

"Yes, Sophie, but you can't keep listening to Fuego Lento and trying to convince yourself that Drake wasn't horny when writing the song." 

Sophie threw down her fork and placed her hands beside her plate. "You take that back." 

Angela rolled her eyes and continued to eat her chicken. 

Sophie tries to calm herself down. How can she insinuate such things? He is an innocent man. A crazy, sexy, innocent man. 

"Just get over yourself, Sophie. You're just going to be another person in the crowd tonight." Angela stated. 

Sophie stood up, feeling like she was boiling over. The AUDACITY! She quickly put her dishes away and hurried out of the dining hall. She couldn't be near her roommate today. She just doesn't understand. Today is too important for Angela to ruin. 

As she was about to step outside, a lady put a hand out and tried to draw her attention. "Miss! We have something for you!" Sophie stares, confused.

"Huh?"

She follows the strange lady to a table filled with goody bags of condoms and lube. "You can't go wrong if you package his dong." The lady hands her one of the kits and winks. Sophie looks at the strange package in her hands. She would save it for that special day. With Drake Bell. Her one true love. 

She stepped out into the slightly chilly summer air (because global warming). She could see the stage being set up. And that's when she saw him. 

A man, sitting alone in the middle of the field where the stage was being built. His legs were crossed in his skin-tight black jeans, fastened with a Gucci belt. His black turtle neck hugged his defined muscles. His eyes were closed, and a loose lock of dark brown hair hung in his face. Sophie gasped. 

Drake opens his eyes and turns to face where the noise had come from. There stood Sophie, wearing his favorite color, with a pumpkin on her boob pocket. Their eyes met, and sparks flew. They undressed each other with their eyes right there in the field. She couldn't move. She was paralyzed. Completely stunned by the excitement. Drake quickly gets to his feet, his whole body is now facing her. Heat rushes to her cheeks. He is there, in the flesh. 

He took one step in her direction and she ran, as fast as her little legs could carry her. She didn't want to run away, but her body wasn't ready for this. It was too much at once. Things were going too quickly. She needed a breath. She knew he would understand if he really loved her. This is meant to be. There is a connection. She can feel it. 

She didn't stop running until she made it back to her room. She closed the door behind her and tried to catch her breath. Did she imagine it? Was that really Drake Bell?

"Did I imagine that? Was that really Drake Bell?" she asked herself, holding her hands against her cheeks. Could today be the day?

Sophie pulls out her phone to text her mom. 

Mom. I got a safe sex kit LOL college is so weird! 

Also, saw the love of my life. I think he likes me

Seconds later, her phone goes off, screaming "Meghan!" It's her mom. 

That's great sweetie! I'm calling. Pick up

Sophie rolls her eyes and waits for her phone to ring. In seconds, it does.

"Hello?" 

"You better keep that sex kit handy. It sounds like you're going to need it! hahahahahaha"

"MOOOOOMMMMM!" Sophie groans into the phone, embarrassed, but also excited. 

"Don't have too much fun tonight!"

Sophie hangs up, disgusted. Yet her heart flutters. She looks out her window, and she can see a figure in the distance, half-hidden by a building. It's Drake Bell with binoculars. He sees her, sitting in her room on the first floor. He runs to her window, arms and legs at ninety-degree angles. It's almost comic, yet so adorable. Is he here for me? Should I open the safe sex kit? Can I get pregnant through a window? How am I not already pregnant? 

Suddenly he is outside her window, pressing a hand against the glass. Sophie gasps and closes her blinds. "I'm not ready, Drake. It's all moving so fast."

She sits next to her window as Drake continues to press his hand against it. Their chemistry was electric but too much for Sophie in this instant.

Drake presses his forehead against the window. "Soon."