Patience

10.Half The Town

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Months later...

Life in college is actually hectic.

It's not all fun and lovey-dovey as they show you in the movies.
Who says you can have just fun? When all you have to do is school work, and loads of it. But.. that's only if you want to keep your grades good and impress your professors.

Well I want to impress my professors, so I chose to dive into my studies and actually a lot more than the others, or a lot more than needed.

Well the actual thing is that it helps me to keep my mind sane.

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" Are you even listening???" Steph brings me out of my thoughts ....

Shit I zoned out again.....

I turn towards her to pout, " No. Can you repeat???? Pleaase??"

She huffs, " You are coming back for the news year's party right? They are making it huge at Molly's place" she says, with excitement.

We just ended up our semester finals. I really had no idea how the months flew by.

Things has been easy mostly juggling between life and education.

To begin with, Steph has been a good friend. We get along pretty well despite her taste in clothing.

She made me color her hair blue at home. Which turned out great.

My apartment has become the den of our group. They all find it comfortable here. We keep organizing small get together or just they like to chill.. It's nice, chilling and chatting and having fun.

It's actually may be because of my food.

Yeah yeah. I made a mistake of feeding this herd some homemade burgers and cheesecake and now I am doomed.

Everyone keeps begging for that home made things.

It's good though. I like cooking. Found it quite therapeutic. I am am even taking baking classes, which my mum seems to approve too. She was quite excited too learn a few recipes from me.

When we have get together I prefer cooking. Actually that's a diplomatic take on the situation, because when I cook they don't force me to drink.
I still not comfortable in consuming alcohol. In my mind I have a slight fear that if I drink too much I might start blabbering things which I should not. So I just avoid.

Smart right?

But I won't deny that they do try to help in my baking of cooking. I just don't let them. Cause their helping is more ruining.... Once allowed Molly and Logan to mix some batter. That whole batch ended up some wierd color because they could decode on the food coloring.

So now they stuff my house with groceries. As a help.

"We pester you too much.. Always annoying you to host us. Atleast let us pay for the groceries" they say always.

Life is good.

Except Hardin.

My feeling for him have only seem to have grown. It was me who had that conversation in the mall. But no avail. The mystery in him burns my core. His eyes sets my soul on fire.

But I mask it well.. It's easier to be friends that deal with awkward situations.

I still don't understand him.
He is like he has two faces.
One moment he is a perfect gentleman, helping and respectful. Then next moment he is someone else, serious and rude. Snaps at everyone.