Bad Girls Dorm

Part 6

Dinah walked me back to my apartment at the end of our date.

"I had a really great time," I let go of her hand as we reach my front door, "I can't wait for next Saturday."

She grins. "I can't wait either. I should be heading back to my dorm.I'll text you later." Before I could say anything or process anything, Dinah had planted a soft kiss on my cheek and walked away. I smile to myself as I head inside.

I have to say, it was fun hanging out with her. I've never been on a date like that before. I didn't feel too overwhelmed or uncomfortable. She made it so easy. Talking to her was easy. Hell, everything with her was easy.

My glow from earlier begins to fade when I see Camila and some girl I've never seen, sucking each other's faces off. I thought she was done with that? she hadn't had a girl over since our argument. I just roll my eyes and make my way past them into the bathroom. It's the only other room in the place. I'd rather sit in the bathroom for a few than see my roommate make out with someone who wasn't even going to be around for long. I'd also rather not get in another argument about kicking some girl out.

After about half an hour and many many different iPhone games, I hear the front door slam shut and by slam shut I mean slammed shut to the point the floor shook. she must of told her that was a one-time thing. I've seen the same scenario many times before. I crack the bathroom door open a little and peak out.

"Are you done?" I call out to Camila.

"For now, my other chick will be here around four ." Camila answers. I open the door and walk out. I was irritated to the point I didn't care that she spoke to me.

"Pig," I mumble. I hope she wasn't serious about that.

"So it's okay for you to go have fun with Dinah but I can't have fun with a girl?"

I scoff. "Dinah and I went on a date. That's different from hooking up with someone random."

"Whatever," she settled, "I'm hungry." she rolls onto her stomach and stuffs her face in her pillow.

"And I need to know why? There's a fridge not that far from you." I point to the small kitchen.

"Let's go to McDonald's!" she hops up and joins me on the couch. I look at her as if she grew two heads. Did she just say "let's" as in the short version of "let us?" Is she being serious right now? The Camila I know would never invite me to go anywhere with him.

"You and me?" There's no way she is asking me to go somewhere with him. Unless she's planning to kidnap and kill me. Though I feel like she would have done that by now if that was his plan. she could never get away with that anyway.

"Yes." she looks at me blankly.

I snort. "No! I'm not going anywhere with you."

"What come on. McDonald's isn't even that far away. I'm trying to be nice!"

"I don't trust you. You don't do nice!"

"Let me be nice!"

"No!"

We argued for a little bit before I gave in. I was persuaded at the thought of fries. I pout and follow her to the parking. she wins this round but this will be the only time.

"When you get in don't touch anything alright? I don't need you messing up my interior." she stops me in front of a black mustang. My jaw drops. This was Camila's car? How on earth did she afford such a majestic car! It was absolutely beautiful.

"This is your car," I run my fingers softly over the hood. "It's beautiful," I felt as if I could cry. It was that stunning. I stared at the beautiful car for a few more minutes, until Camila interrupted me.