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2 x 18
Fʀɪᴅᴀʏ
Aᴘʀɪʟ 9, 2010
8:30 Pᴍ

𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐏𝐎𝐕

After confronting Klaus, I left the gym to find a restroom. Walking through the hallway, I got flustered and sat on the floor.

"Caroline, stop! I don't want to be with you. What don't you get about that? I'm done being a part of your drama. Everything is Caroline, Caroline, Caroline. I have bigger things to worry about! Please respect that, and if you can't, I'll have no problem dismissing you from my life completely."
A deep masculine voice says. The voice brings shivers down my spine and through my body.

"Ever since Aaminah got here, you've treated me like I'm nothing, Matt. We were supposed to be together by now, but ever since she came, you've been like this."
A high-pitched voice whines.

I walk around the corner to see the most gorgeous man I've ever seen. His slightly tan white skin and beautiful baby blue eyes pull me in. He has sandy blond hair that is short and gelled back and a somewhat uneven, oblong, chiseled face.

Going up to the two blondes, they both turn to face me. Our eyes seem to find each other quickly. As I look into his blue eyes, I get lost in them. Feeling a connection growing between us, I smile, knowing I've finally met my mate. An unbearable feeling of making him happy and protecting him fills my body, mind, and soul.

As we continue to stare into each other's blue orbs, the world around us slowly begins to fade. That was until the high-pitched voice of the female blonde rang through my ears.

"Can you go somewhere else? We are in the middle of something."
The female blonde says rudely.

"Caroline, we weren't in the middle of anything. You can't get it through your head. I don't want you. I know I sound like a jerk, but your desperation is showing. Now, how may I help you."
He tells her and then directs his attention to me. I blush lightly but thank God for the darkness of my skin; if I weren't, my cheek would be redder than a tomato.

"Um, I was looking for the restroom. I can't seem to find it."
I say shyly to him.

"I'll show you."
He says, grabbing my hand unconsciously.

"What?! You're going to leave me in a middle of a conversation for this ugly bitch? She's not even cute."
She spits out. I laugh slightly.

"And this is why Caroline! You are pathetic! You are a racist, and if things don't go your way, you want to spazz out. You are a control freak. I don't need your negative energy in my life. As of right now, whatever friendship we had is done."
He says in disgust to her.

"But.. Matt.. what?"
Her voice lowers in sadness.

"Come on. Let me show you where the restrooms are."
He says, turning away from her and beginning to walk away with me.