Here is chapter 2 of my story.
Oliver and I had a past, a year long past. We dated all of last year and were one of those couples that everyone though would get married. Obviously we weren't and during the last week of school he broke and with me, we hadn't talked since, and here he was now getting out of the car and walking my way.
"Hey Lacy" Oliver said as he came up. "Hey Tiffany"
"Hey" Tiffany and I said at the same time.
"How was your summer break?" He asked. The question was obviously directed more towards me then Tiffany so I felt the need to answer first.
"Good" I said avoiding making eye contact with him. "How was yours?"
"Good" He replied. Wow this conversation was going places.
"Well I would hate to interrupt this fun" Tiffany said. "But Lacy and I really should go find our dorm."
"Ok." Oliver said starting to walk back to his car. "See you later!"
"Later" I said
Tiffany and I then unloaded the rest of our cars, I gave my mom and brother a hug good bye, and we walked off to Silver Hall, the girls senior dorms.
We had to check in to the front desk where they gave us our room number and keys and then we got in the elevator and went to the 2nd floor.
"Here's our room" Tiffany said as we stood in front of the door to our room.
"Let's open it together" I said. We both grabbed the doorknob. "On the count of three"
"One" Tiffany said
"Two" I said
"Three" We said together and opened the door.
The room was way better then our dorm last year. There were two queen beds compared to the single beds we had last year. The walls were painted bright pink, there was a large desk on one side of the room and the other had two doors. One led to our own bathroom and another was a walk in closet.
"This is so awesome" Tiffany Squealed
"Being a senior definitely has its advantages" I said.
"Can I have this bed" Tiffany said pointing to the one closest to the door.
"Sure" I said. I wanted the other anyway cause it was right by the window and my favorite thing to do at night when I couldn't fall asleep was look out windows.
After we unpacked our luggage and put up our hot guy wall, a wall dedicated to posters of hot celebrities we headed down stairs to see if we could find Rebecca, Natalie, and Hannah, our three other best friends.
We were walking along the plaza in the middle of the school in search of them when I heard a familiar voice call my name. I turned around to see who it was and saw Quinn coming towards me.