Walking around the campus here was nothing compared to Texas A&M. Kansas State was smaller in size, but offered a lot more academic wise, not to mention, their football team wasn't that bad either. Last semester, I had a sudden change of heart with my major. I originally Majored in Economics, not by choice, but more persuasion. My parents are both Economic Consultants, and being their daughter, they believed I should follow the same path. Don't get me wrong the job itself, and the pay are both really good. I just have a calling for something more adventurous. Something I truly believe will make me happy. Music, and not just anything music. Producing music is my dream.
Growing up I dabbled here and there with different instruments, but what really caught my attention the most was the soundboard my buddy Liam Booker bought, wanting to be an aspiring DJ one day, and man did we have a blast with it. I loved the different effects, and motions YOU, yourself can alter. Producing something that spoke about you. All your feelings poured into one mix.
After making it a whole semester through Intro to Economics, and a very long talk with Liam. I decided to make the transfer to KSU to pursue my musical talents and wants. It helped that Liam was here as well. He's an Art Major, and a damn good artist at that. I think that's why we get along so well together; we both have that creative side. His being something physical, mine being musical, trance-inducing.
It's the first day of the second semester here, and luckily when transferring over, most of my credits came with me, so getting caught up wouldn't be an issue. I only have two classes today, and the first ones not until one, so I decided to explore the campus. The main grounds were beautiful, it's almost like walking through central park. I'm already picking out spots to lose myself in my music. I love producing outside the best. The sun beating down, entranced in my music, just watching the world go by. I truly believe it's then, when I produce my best stuff.
Anyway enough about me for now. I am exploring the campus yes, but I am also meeting up with Liam. He wants to give me the grand and official tour of the school. He didn't really give me specific spot to meet, so I'm going to assume he'll be over in the Music, Arts, and Performance hall. If I can find it that is. I really should have taken that map the RA was trying to hand me earlier.
Just then, rounding a corner, it's too late to pump my breaks as I plow into this poor woman. Taking both of us to the ground. "Shit, are you okay? I am so sorry, apparently my legs haven't learned how to walk yet." I terribly joke.
Her expression is one of both anger, and shock? Quickly softening she pulls a smile, entrapping my gaze. Whoa, this girl is pretty.
"No worries, I mean to be honest I'm pretty sure that corner came out of nowhere for both of us. I should have been paying attention." She sweetly admits, breaking the silence. I absent mindedly nod, still staring. Get your shit together, Raudenfeld!
Clearing my throat, I begin untangling our limbs, extending my hand out, when I finally stand. She has soft white porcelain skin, with dark auburn hair, and the perfect shade of hazel brown eyes I have ever seen.
"Thank You. I'm Karma." She reveals, taking my hand.
"Amy. I'm new here. It's nice to meet you Karma, though I must admit I don't make a habit of meeting new people on the ground." God, that's awful Amy, you can do better than that! "Wow, and I'm really not this terrible at small talk either." I admit, shaking my head.
I receive an intoxicating laugh from her."It's cute." She assures me. What is it about this girl? This feeling is new. Overwhelming almost.
"I'm Amy," I say again.
Amy, Amy... Go sit in the corner right now and think about what you just said.
"Did you happen to hit your head on the way down?" Karma teased, checking my head for bumps.
Realization hit me just then. I have never in my life been so embarrassed. I needed to get away, fast. "I think I should go, before I make this anymore torturous for you." I reply, shutting my eyes. Mentally face palming myself hard.
"I think the only one being tortured here, is you." She says, digging through her bag as she pulls out a pen. "If you ever feel up to it, I could give you a tour. I know how it is being new, this school can be quite the maze." Taking my forearm, she writes ten digits out. "or perhaps a lesson in communication skills? I minor in English." She teases, giving a wink.
"I'll keep that in mind." I say, lightly running my thumb across the numbers, "unfortunately the tour position is already taken. However, a lesson on 'What not to do around a pretty girl' would be nice. Perhaps over dinner? As a thank you of course." The smile I receive is breath taking. Not that she has any other kind.
"Okay, I think I can manage to up your game around women." She replies. Damn, I just got here and this place is already turning out to be better.
Ruining the moment, my phone starts blaring 'Panda' by Desiigner. "and that would be my tour guide." I groan. You have awful timing, Booker.
"then that would be my que to go. Try to refrain from 'running' into another mishap before our lesson." She playfully banters, before disappearing around the corner. Oh man… I'm standing in the same position I was when she left, as if waiting for her to pop back around. "Amy?" a voice addresses. I spot Liam crossing the lawn.
Liam's your typical jock type. Clean-cut, six pack, whole nine yards. All the girls go gaga over him. Don't get me wrong, he's a very handsome guy, but he's far from my type. We have had sex a couple of times before, only when we both had way too much to drink, each time waking up regretting it. It's not that he's terrible in bed, that's not it at all, he's actually really gentle, and sweet. The reason we're not together is because we both happen to like the same thing. Women, in case you haven't caught on yet.
"You made it!" he states, pulling me into a big embrace.
"I did. I missed you so much buddy! How have you been?" I ask, stepping back to take him in, "You look good Booker, trying something new with your face?" I tease.
"I am, It's called smiling. You should try it sometime Raudenfeld, might pick up more girls that way." He finishes with a wink. I love how easy it is for us to fall back into this banter.
"Duly noted. So what's first on the list?" I ask, checking my watch. Only a half past eleven.
"I could imagine you are hungry, so we'll start the tour in the food court. They have a Krispy Crème here Amy." He professes very monotone. He knows I love donuts way too much, so him trying to act all nonchalant is not new to me. Two can play this game.
"Eh, I'm over donuts." I simply say, producing a hopefully believable façade. It works! His facial expression is priceless.
"Who are you? And where the hell is my Ames?" He questions, peering into my eyes.
"Hi Liam" two voices chime, looking past his shoulder I see two beautiful women walking our way. One short and blonde, one brunette with red highlights. Liam, you dog.
"Ladies." he affirms, flashing his signature smile. I can't help but roll my eyes at that. He's such a dork.
"Who's this?" the blonde asks, nodding my direction.
"Who, Amy? Just the most badass chick I know. Just transferred from Texas A&M." he opens, sending me a wink.
"New girl huh? How about I give you the grand tour?" the brunette insists.
"Whoa, whoa ladies. I haven't seen this girl in over a year. Can a man have a little time with his best friend?" Got to love him, I smile to myself.
"Liam, you really need to learn how to share." I bait. This right here is one of our many maneuvers when it comes to picking up women.
"Yeah Liam, sharing is caring. Don't you care about us lonely girls?" the blonde playfully whines. She's clearly interested in him, the brunette on the other hand hasn't taken her eyes off of me since learning my name.
"Of course I care about your loneliness Lauren, but this is Amy Raudenfeld were talking about here." He tries to justify.
"How about you? Are you in need of some company?" I nose around at the brunette.
"As a matter of fact, I do have this itch I've been needing scratched." She said brash. Well I'll be, she is team kitten.
"She'll love nothing more than to fix the scratch, but another time, ladies. We must really be going." Liam insists, throwing his arm around me. Liam Booker passing on a chance to get laid? Somethings up.
"Another time I guess. Before we go, what's your name?" I ask the brunette.
"Regan" she responds. Regan. I like that.
"Liam, why are you holding out on me?" I tease nudging his arm.
"No holding back Ames, I've missed you. That's all."
"We have the rest of school to hang out, that wasn't you back there, buddy. Where is my Liam?" Joking at him, his face turns soft, concerned almost. Okay, seriously. Where is my Liam Booker?
"Amy, I have some news." He states. Nothing good ever follows a sentence like that. I nod for him to continue.
"Amy, I met someone. Someone amazing and wonderful.", he pauses checking my reaction before continuing, "Ames, you would love her. Not only is she beautiful, she's intelligent, and kind."
"Well I'll be, Liam Booker star struck. I have to say, I honestly never thought I would see the day, but I'm happy for you buddy. What's her name? When do I get to meet her?" I pry, only then wishing I hadn't.
Her name is Karma, ringing through my head. There's no way this is just coincidence.
"Amy?" Liam snaps, bringing me back, "You okay? Where did you go just then?"
"Nowhere, Sorry. Karma huh? Sounds hippie." I try to tease. What are the freaking odds?!
"Yeah, she's great Ames. You'll love her." He responds. I can only laugh at the irony of that.