"Let's go. My legs are freezing." I pleaded. She led the way to her car. Once we got to the car I hopped in as fast as I could immediately cranking the heater. Callie laughed at me but not all of us could have a long coat and pants.
The drive back to the apartment was short and didn't take but 20 minutes, which was quick considering we lived in the city. The ride was mostly silent except for when Callie and I sang along with the songs that were playing on the radio. It was a comfortable silence. I had known Callie longer than I had known Lacey. Callie and I had moved here together when we were 18 so we had grown accustomed to silence.
Our apartment complex was a singular building with 15 floors but offered gated parking and a side entrance that led inside. Callie laughed at me as I made a run for entrance. Unlike her I was stuck in a dress and my legs were about to freeze again. Just as I had planned I made inside before Callie. As I made my way down the hallway to the lobby I started to warm up again. I assumed Callie wasn't far behind and went ahead pressing the elevator button. I looked up at the digital screen on top of the elevator doors noticing that the elevator had already been coming down when I pushed the button. I looked down the hallways towards the glass doors where I could see Callie just about to open them. Smiling I reached in my pocket and pulled out my headphones, putting one of the ear buds in my right ear. I quickly scroll through my music and I'm A Natural Blue by Waterparks started playing. Looking up from my phone I turned to check how close Callie was to me. She was halfway down the hallway, for some reason she stuck her tongue out at me. I couldn't help but smile.
A sudden ding and the sound of doors opening caught my attention. Turning towards the elevator my smile was replaced with surprise. There was Calvin standing in the elevator next to another guy. They were both on their phones. I took this opportunity to observe the unfamiliar face. This guy looked to be around my own age. He had long brown hair, which seemed to suit him. If I had to describe him it would be with the word comfortable. I took a quick look at him but there wasn't much to look at. He was simply dressed in a dark grey shirt, black sweater, jeans and normal converse. My attention turned back to Calvin who had not said a word or even bothered to move out of the elevator. I cleared my throat and was about to speak but was interrupted instead. Well, you can't really be interrupted if you didn't even bother to speak in the first place. The elevator made another dinging noise and the doors started to close.
"Sorry. I didn't notice we were on the bottom floor." The guy said looking up from his phone. His hand reached out to stop the doors from closing. He was fairly good looking and his voice was deeper than I had expected. The cat caught my tongue. Instead of saying anything I just nodded like an idiot. He moved to leave the elevator nudging Calvin with his hand. "Dude, we're in the lobby."
"Huh." There was a slightly dazed look on his face as he looked up. Our eyes connected and yet I still couldn't say anything.
"Hey." Callie bumped her shoulder against mine. My eyes turned away from Calvin and I looked at Callie instead. They walked out of the elevator and we walked in. After pressing the button for the 9th floor I looked up only to see Calvin looking at me. I gave him a slight smile, which was returned. Just as the doors were about to close I could see his eyes shift up towards the digital screen above the elevator that displayed which floor the elevator was on.
"Weird." Callie noted once the doors were closed.
"What?" I turned toward her. My heart was beating a little faster than normal.
"You." She paused. "You were acting weird." The elevator, like most things today, was moving slow.
"What are you talking about?" I tried to act bored like I had no idea what she was talking about. The last thing I wanted to do was tell Callie about the odd encounter I had with Calvin. Nor did I really want to mention how Shelly was going to go after him and make the situation awkward.
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Everything Is Blue
RomanceEverything is blue. Everything is devoid of color. His smile. His hands. His jeans. Those sheets. Those dreams. Those memories. Everything is blue. It's the same thing over and over again. Michelle has her routine down to a T. It's the same day over...