Not So Complicated

Chapter nine

Carmen's POV

I couldn't help but think about Calvin every time I spoke to Lindsey. Yes, he was just another person to me(after all that had happened between us), I made sure of that, but for some reason it cracked me every time I saw Lindsey.

So far, I hadn't asked her about her family or she hadn't asked me about mine either, but somewhere in my heart, I knew that she was going to ask me about my family since she was the only girl other than me in the class and she needed someone to talk to and build a deeper bond.

There was no escaping that.

These professors sat on top of our heads all the fricking time. Yes, it was frustrating. Very. It had been so many days since I had a proper conversation with my family, which added on to the frustration. Everyone was suspicious about mine and Flint's relationship.

I wouldn't blame them for being suspicious, though. I mean, who wouldn't have a doubt when they see someone who's very close to you distanced themselves from you all of a sudden?

Come on, people aren't that dumb to not notice.

Lindsey had also asked me but I brushed it off. She hadn't pried about it after I had brushed it off. 

Flint didn't talk to Dan much as well. He basically sat somewhere with the middle benchers and spoke to no one(not a single person, trust me) and kept to himself all the time. He didn't show up for a few days and my assumption coming true, he had been to a photography tour to Argentina(I learnt from the blog he handled).

He didn't mingle with anyone. Whenever our eyes met, he used to blankly stare at me, before I could strike a conversation, he used to walk away.

Only Esme knew all about it, she didn't even tell it to Dan. She respected privacy even if he was her boyfriend.

It was just two days for Valentine's Day and I was already seeing everything in hearts and teddy bears around me which had slightly started to annoy me. It was too cliché, if you ask me. Being born on that day was even more cliché.

The only good thing about that year's Valentine's Day was that it was a Saturday, which meant that I could hide in my blankets and watch endless number of movies. No one was going to be at home, since Esme and Dan had plans for the day.

I could invite Arlo, if he was free.

Thinking about all these, I reached our apartment and settled down with my laptop on the couch, deciding to call my best friend to check if she was dead or alive.

She was busy with her Data Administration course in NYU, she had no time to receive calls or answer to texts. I kinda missed her. No, I missed her so much and her lame jokes which were such a failure but never failed to make me laugh.

I called her thrice. No answer. 

Guess what I did next: I slept on the pile of all the assignments.

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Arlo's POV

"What are we going to do for Carmen's birthday?" I wondered loud, causing Dan to roll his eyes for the millionth time. 

That's because both of us were out of ideas.

Her birthday was just a day away and we were yet to come with a plan. Shit. Fuck. Crap.

"Come on, think of something that is not cliché. What is not cliché-"

"Got it. Got it. Got it. Her best friend Cara coming here tomorrow. And all the four of us throwing a tiny surprise party for her, right here in this apartment. What say?" I beamed.