BECAUSE IT WAS YOU

Chapter 4

The psychology class goes well.
It had always been a dream of mine to study psychology, and finally I am able to. Which is great!

Although, I just figured that Jayden Walker takes the same English literature class as me.
No matter, not like we'd conversate.

The rest of the day sets off the rough beginning, only to be reminded of a tragic movie night.

When we get back to the dorm, Chris starts picking outfits.

"Should I wear this?" she asks me, shoving an extra large red T-shirt on my face.

"With your black leggings?" I lift up the red T-shirt to take a look at it.

"Should I?"

"Go ahead." I smile.

She loves her red T-shirt and a pair of black leggings. I'm pretty sure it's the first thing she packed before getting here.

"What are you gonna wear?" she folds her T-shirt neatly along with the legging and keeping it on her bed.

"Maybe this..." I walk over to my closet and take out a black T-shirt (sorta short) and a light shade denim.

"Nice!"

"We should probably call home. They'd want to hear from us." I suggest.

"They must be DYING to hear from us." Chris laughs.

Which is true. I can imagine them waiting for a phone to ring at any second.

"My girls!!! How was your first day?" mom asks.

"It was good!" I respond.

Both Chris and I share everything that happened earlier today.
As expected Chris did tell them all about my "debate" with Jayden, as she likes to call it.

I could hear everyone laugh. Mom, dad, Vee and Jo. Everyone.

I miss them.

After a bit of chit chat, they ask us to have fun tonight.
"Also, stay safe!" dad yelled from a distance.

Once done with the call, we head to the shower.

"Hope we don't have awkward washroom tales." Chris reminds.

The thought of using the same washroom as everyone else is weird when it's your first day I guess.

After having a non awkward shower, we get dressed.

We leave our hair loose, Chris puts on some eyeliner.

"Want some?" she asks me.

"Nope."

"Where's your perfume?"

"Right here!" I smirk.

"There you are Ralphy!!!" she walks upto me dreamily.
Referring to my bottle of Ralph Lauren perfume as "Ralphy".

"Sparing-"

"-ly. Got it!" she interrupts.

A few minutes later, we head downstairs.

"Heyoo!! Zach will drive us back to his place. Lezz go!" Ash runs toward us.

"All of us?" I ask her.

"No. Some of us will-" she pauses. "Oh shoot. Sorry! I mixed it up. We'll be getting a ride with Jayden, Zach will drive the rest back to his place." she grins.

"Riiiighht!" I grin back.
Chris giggles.

How amazing!

Jordan hops in to the front seat next to Jayden, and the three of us, we sit back.

Apart from Jordan, Ash and Chris, neither I nor does Jayden speak.
Well at least I respond, he doesn't.

I wonder if he's listening to GDFR that's playing loud inside the car, or if his concentration is elsewhere.

We get to Zach's place after a while.
A two story house with wooden floors and wooden walls. It's somewhat dark inside.
The first thing I recognised was the cinnamon scent all over the house, until I saw the burner.

He leads us to the basement of his house where he has a full-on movie theatre. It was like being in your own, private theatre. With a ginormous screen, popcorn machines, dim lighting and cozy all over with brilliant couches.

I could say that the rest of the guys have already been here. Which is obvious.
I guess.

"WOW!!! This is soooo cool!" Ash exclaims.

"It actually is!" I add.

Chris, I could tell, is at a loss of words.

We settle down to watch the first movie, horror.
It gave us all scares, that's for sure.

As the movie comes to an end, Jayden gets up and head out of the basement.

"You guys need more punch?" Zach asks us.

"Why not?" Ash replies.

Chris turns to look at me, and pouts.

"Fine! I'll go get it." I say.

"Really? Thank you!" Zach grins, his idiotic but sweet grin again. "You know where the kitchen is right? We just came past it."

"I got it." I smile back.

I make my way out of the basement/movie theatre and head to the kitchen.

I spot the punch by the counter, grab it and turn around to leave.

When I'm surprised by Jayden who's standing behind me.

"Gosh! You scared me." I gasp.

"Clearly." there goes his British accent again. "What are you doing here?"

"To get this." I show him the bottle. "You?"

"I don't see how that's any of your business." he says, as he turns around to leave.

"And I don't see how that's fair. You just asked me the same question!" I take a step forward.

He stops and turns around.
"You did not have to answer. It's not my fault you did." he shrugs.

"I was just beginning to think that maybe you aren't as bad you seem to be." I honestly did. "Do you always have to be -" I stop.

"Be what Emma?" he remembers my name???

"Be-" he steps closer to me.
Probably a bit too close.

"Yes?" he questions me.
I can smell his perfume.

He smells good.

Ugh! Get it together Em!!!