The next morning was so blurry. Your brain was pounding, your body was aching, your ears were beginning to have a police siren ring louder and louder. You cried out as you realized that the noise was your alarm clock and threw out an arm to hit your little round clock. Silence filled the room and a twisted smile rose to your face. You turned around and sighed. You probably needed to get ready for school.

Larxene groaned from her bed across from you, and you heard blankets shift. Someone opened a door and closed it. Footsteps got closer and closer before shaking you.

"C'mon! It's time to get going!" Kairi's voice called. You mumbled something that you didn't even understand. She shook you again. Your childhood friend came in every Saturday to take you the morning Oceanography you shared. It was about the only time you ever got to see her. Otherwise, she was busy with her other Marine Biologist classes and you with your Astronomy. "Sleepyhead! Wake up!" She threw your covers off of you and gasped a bit. You moaned and sat up. Kairi's bright blue eyes were looking at your body and you followed their gaze, rubbing the sleep out of you.

"Wha…?" You were shocked to see that you were still in your jeans and tee from the bonfire last night and they were covered in beads of wicked sand. As you stared at it, your memories from last night returning, all you could think was: Damn, this will never come out.

"What did you do last night?" Kairi asked, trying to scoop some of the sand off of your bed and into a nearby trash can.

"What didn't she do?" Came Larxene's voice. She was on her stomach, drinking something fizzy. Her grin was wicked and you had to hurriedly throw a pillow her way to get her to shut up. Kairi gave you a brow raise, but decided to drop it for the moment. She helped you get out of bed and get ready for the day. It was a great struggle on your part, and you knew that if you didn't have Kairi, you'd never have been able to make it past the first step out of bed. As she rushed you out of the room, Larxene (who was amazingly bright and perky for her partying night) gave you a glass full of her "Special Fizz". As you chugged it and pulled your school bag over your shoulder, you felt your headache slowly subside. You could decently function for the day.

"So...what did happen last night?" She sat you both down in the back row-something she'd never do unless she wanted to gossip. "Did something happen between you and Isa?"

For some reason, when she said your boyfriend's name, the redhead popped into your mind. You gasped, then groaned, then covered your face in shame.

"Oh my God, what have I done?" You asked. Some girls in the next row glanced back at you questionably. You pretended not to notice.

"What's going on?" Kairi wore a concerned face. She'd known you since, well, forever. There was no way you'd be able to hide the truth, so….

"I think I slept with someone last night." You said softly. "Someone...not Isa."

"What?" Kairi slapped a hand over her mouth. You whimpered as the girls glanced at you again. Kairi waited until everyone's attention was off of you before she continued. "What do you mean?"

"I met this guy at the library yesterday getting Isa's book, then…." You told Kairi everything; your conscience was beginning to wield a hammer and threatened to pound your brains into mush. Kairi listened to every word you said and remained objective until you were done. Just as you finished, you suddenly realized something: "Oh my god, I don't even know his name!" Your head hit the table, but it didn't hurt more than your guilty heart.

"Calm down, calm down," Kairi whispered, patting your back. She thought in silence for a moment. "What are you going to do?"

"I don't know… Isa's probably already furious because my phone died and he wasn't able to get a hold of me….." He'd riot after this news….

"Who else knows about this?"

"Larxene apparently. I think that she took me home after I came off of the beach with the guy."

"Well...what are you going to tell Isa?"

"I don't know…" Kairi sat beside you as tears prodded at the edges of your eyes. She either didn't know what to say, or was waiting for your to regain control of your emotions before speaking. Your headache came back almost a moment after you did; it looked like Larxene's magical little potion was only a temporary fix. You spoke again to try and get your mind off of it. "You know what the most twisted part is?"

"What?"

"I actually had a great time. I mean, besides the scandal, he's actually really fun to talk to. He's a pyrotechnic who's into the undergraduate film program here and hopes to do special effects for movies. His brothers are all older than he is, but most of them are doctors outside of the country. He doesn't see them very much anymore, but he doesn't mind being on his own so much."

"Not to rub salt in the wound," Kairi finally said, "but you learned all of that about him, and didn't think to ask his name?" You laughed ruefully.

"Yeah. What a stupid mistake."

Kairi took a deep breath, held it for a few seconds, then resolved to release it. "Look. This isn't going to go away. You need to tell Isa and you need to do it before it builds up between you."

"You're absolutely right." You could always count on Kairi to tell you when you've messed up and how you need to fix it.

"And, after that, you need to decide how you feel about Isa."

"Huh?" You turned to your friend, giving her a quizzical expression.

"Look, you're not the type of person to hurt the people you love. If you truly felt loyal to Isa…."

"I wouldn't have done...what I did." You sighed. "I see where you're going." Your professor walked in, shushing his students. Kairi gave you a pat on your shoulder.

"Listen, no matter what happens, you can always talk to me. I'll support you the whole way." Through your headache, you knew you were about to cry.

"Thank you."

It took some time after your only class of they day, but you were able to get your new phone ordered. With your parents' help, it'd be to you by Monday. You were relieved to have that out of the way and headed back to your dorm.

Larxene was gone for the day-probably had a class for her Meteorologist Major to take care of-so you were all alone in your room. You did anything you could to avoid the subject of Isa; you tried studying, crochet, drawing, even cleaning your half of the dorm space. Suddenly, you ran out of things to do. You supposed that you could just nap off your headache. (You'd already tried to find your roommate's secret potion, but found nothing).

Someone knocked on your door and you slumped over your pillow. "Can't I just be left alone to sleep?" You turned the knob and nearly jumped out of your skin.

"Isa?!" You didn't mean to squeal...but you did.

"I thought you'd be here," the blue-haired boy said folding his arms over his chest. His eyes held their usual stern expression as their pierced your very soul. "Why haven't you been answering your phone?"

"I-it died. I had to order a new one today." It took some more staring before he seemed to believe you. Your frustration prodded behind your headache.

"Where did you go last night?"

"Ugh, please Isa, I don't want to do this thing right now." Something suddenly occurred to you. "Wait, aren't you supposed to be in class?" He normally had classes all day Monday-Saturday. What was he doing skipping class?

"Answer my questions, and I'll answer yours."

You pouted. "I went to the beach with Larxene and a few of her friends." Isa mouthed: "Harlot" between his teeth.

"And I assume you drank?"

"How would you know?"

"Braig comes in with the same bleary-eyed look sometimes." He gestured to your face and you shook your head.

"So, I drank. I wouldn't have done that if you had kept our date." You saw Isa look away; for once, you'd inspired some remorse into his expression.

"Your choices aren't my fault."

"Maybe not. But your possessiveness and lack of desire to see me drove me to it. I just wanted to spend some time with you without being ordered around and treated like the dirt you use for your science projects. Was that too much to ask.?"

Isa was quiet for a long time, but he met your eyes with innocent curiosity. You wondered if he knew what you'd done and was trying to talk to you about it, o maybe he….

"I'm sorry."

If you had been drinking water, you would've spewed it all over the place. "What?"

"I'm sorry. You're right. I should've been more sensitive to your feelings." He stepped into your room, and he did something shocking-he gently cradled your shoulders in his hands. "I didn't mean to drive you to misbehave with that...roommate of yours. I should've been kinder."

"Woah…." You didn't know what to say, so you stepped out of his arms. He seemed to take it as a sign that you were still hurt. On the contrary, you were fairly certain that you were supposed to be the one apologizing to him.
"Let me...make this up to you. I'll take you out tonight."

You almost gasped. "Really?" You wondered if you were dreaming. Isa hadn't offered to take you on a date for months. Your time together was always ...scheduled.

"My roommates and I are going to a play tonight. I thought it was a very borish idea, but I know that you like the Theater Majors' performances…." You threw your arms around Isa.

"That sounds so wonderful!" You told him, enjoying the smell of his Blue Moon Cologne. "Thank you." Isa pulled you off of him, staring into your eyes as he held your hips. His amber stare had softened and he gave you a very rare Isa-smile. You didn't expect it in a million years, but he leaned in to kiss you lips. It was very cool, like ice or a midnight stroll during a full moon. It was a night-and day difference from what the redhead's kisses had been like-

Stop thinking about that, you hissed to yourself. You instead focused on Isa's gentle kiss, enjoying every moment of it (and thanking yourself for scrubbing the hangover out of your teeth).

"Ahem." Larxene had appeared in the doorway and laughed as you and Isa jumped. Isa's scorn returned as he distrustfully eyed your roommate. "Sorry to interrupt. I just forgot to grab a textbook." She picked up a thick book from the stack you'd organized by her bed. "If you're going to get do 'math homework', make sure you don't do it on the desk. I really like that thing., and I wouldn't want you two to break it like you did the last one." Larxene winked at you as she left again, and you saw the secret message in her eyes: she'd take your secret to the grave. The question now was, could you do that?

You frowned to yourself. When Isa asked if you were alright, you peered into his warming eyes and…

"Yeah, I'm just still tired is all." You chickened out. You couldn't do it when he was being so sincere to you. It felt like old times; you were so sweet to each other when you'd first started dating and had missed it so much in the passing years. Isa didn't seem to think much of it.

"Well, I need to leave. I'm late for class." He started walking away, but you held onto his hand.

"Wait, you skipped class? For real?"

"Yes. I felt that this was…." He turned away as his cheeks flushed. "Important." You smiled, your heart beginning to warm so fiercely that you were going to burst. You hurriedly leaned over to kiss his cheek.

"Thank you." He smiled-just slightly-and squeezed your hand before he left. You felt the first bud of guilt begin to plant in your heart and tried to ignore it. You were foolish, but you considered that maybe this would all go away.

Isa picked you up that night and even complimented you on your dress. It was the one you were going to wear yesterday, but threw off when Isa cancelled your date. An immense amount of pride swelled in your heart as you knew he noticed it. He took you to the campus' cafe's theater, which was filled with tables instead of rows of seats. Isa would normally mention something about the childish nature of how the area was set up, but did his best to refrain this time. You laughed and told him that he could say whatever he wanted. He breathed a sigh of relief and bashed the entire layout, from the pattern of the tiles to the curve of the ceiling. It didn't bother you tonight, because it was who Isa was-your Isa. He may not have been perfect, but you sure did love him.

"Ah, nothin' better than hearing Isa take the fun out of things," Braig said as he approached. He slapped Isa's back, nearly knocking the wind out of him. The eye-patch man laughed loudly, drawing the attention of the others around him. Isa sighed and shook his head. "Aw, c'mon, Ol' Blue. I'm just poking fun at you." He turned his attention to you, calling out your name and giving you a big bear hug. You grunted under his hold until Isa yanked you free; he didn't seem to like Braig being so friendly with your torso. You just giggled.

"Oh, hey! Guess what, sweetheart?" Braig put an arm around your shoulders.

"What?" You asked as Isa threw the man's arm off of you.

"You're going to have the honor of meeting the great and illusive...Lea!" He made it sound like you were about to meet the president of the U.S. You looked over at Isa.

"Really? The best friend that I never really get to hear about?" Isa had told you only once or twice about his BFF and ever since then, you'd been horrendously curious about this man. Isa wouldn't deem anyone with such a title unless they were pretty fantastic.

"Yes. You'll finally get to see who he is." Isa smiled at the thought. You could tell that he really cared about him.

"Hey! Here he is now!" Braig shouted, throwing out his arms. "What's up, man?!" You turned around as the strange man ran to his friend and thought that you were going to drop dead.

It was the redhead. Lea was the redhead from the library and the night before. And he was here….as Isa's best friend.

The boy gave you a swift glance, not nearly as shocked as you were to find out his identity.

"So, this is the one that Isa badgers to be his girlfriend," the redhead joked as he held out his hand to you. You hesitantly shook it. Leftover sparks from the night befor buzzed between your fingers.

"Nice to finally meet you," you muttered, your mouth practically on the floor. Your boyfriend sensed your surprise.

"You've met before?" He surmised. You glanced between the two men and were at a total loss for words. Shit.

"Yeah," Lea stepped in, shoving his hands into his beige cargo pants. "We met in the library yesterday when she came to pick up your book, you slacker."

Isa rolled his eyes.

"So that's how you knew Isa's name," you said without thinking. Your boyfriend's eyes raised slightly. Did you not know how to shut up?

"I may have shouted some profanities about you as she left." Damn, Lea was too good at lying to his friend.

"Sounds like you," Isa said, seeming to relax. He wrapped his arm around your waist, bringing you closer than he was normally comfortable with in public. You blushed as Lea examined you both.

"Shall we?" Braig gestured to your table. The show was about to start.

"I'm going to sit by your girl," Lea told his friend. "I wanna get to know the girl who you've brainwashed into liking you."

"Haha," Isa mocked. "Its just adorable how hilarious you think you are."

"Yeah, I'm pretty great, aren't I?"

As you all took your seats, you felt an immense tension rise. On one side of you, midnight ice began to build up as it held your hand on the table where everybody could see. On the other end, a flame started rising that threatened to burn the table and, at the very least, the world. You stayed silent as the performance began and realized that the real show was just about to begin.

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Hello! Chapter 2! I wanted my story to show that cheating doesn't always sound as glamorous as the media makes it seems. we'll see what happens next! :0