BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

"Shhhhh….not yet…." With a groan, I bat at my phone to shut up the alarm to no avail.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

"Stupid, obnoxious, angry, jerk", I push the phone under my pillow.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

...clearly insulting the damn thing isn't working.

With a begrudging sigh, I slowly peak my eyes open to properly turn off the alarm on my phone. Mornings. Are. The. Worst. With one last moment of rest, I sit up to start this horrible new day.

Oh, lord no. Hangovers. Hangovers are the absolute worst. Cradling my head and grabbing the miracle water bottle that appeared on my night stand with two Advil, I down the pills desperately seeking relief.

"Oh! You're finally up! I was about to grab one of the boys to carry you down to the infirmary if you didn't show signs of life soon." With a wink and a smile, Sarah skipped back into the bathroom to finish getting ready for the day. "You know, I'm actually kind of bummed you woke up. It would have been so cute to see Pogue carry down there, especially after the way you two were acting last night"

Last night? What did we do... Fireball. Yep, regrettable a lot of that. What else…Mickey's? Mimi's? Nike's?

The toothbrush going to work in Sarah's mouth did not prevent her from her little gloat, ... unfortunately. "But then again, I doubt he's fairing much better than you after those body shots you took…" While staring back at me through the reflection in the bathroom mirror, she pulls her toothbrush out long enough to give me a devilish grin.

"Now I know you're full of it. Never in my life have I ever, or would I ever do a body shot. Not even on that Greek Adonis. Cut the crap and fill me in on what I'm forgetting." Slowly rising from my bed, I make my way over to grab my shower caddy and bath towel. As I reach for my towel hanging on the door, I notice a very familiar leather jacket hanging on the chair of my desk.

"Seriously, don't make me a liar, were or were there not body shots take last night." I grip my towel anxiously waiting for her answer while hold another staring contest with stupid, Mr. Broody's jacket.

With great relish Sarah prolongs her reply, "Well, you see... by your reaction…I'm so sad to report that…oh! Look at that! Pogue left his jacket here. Hmmm…I won-"

"Stop delaying and answer the damn question! What happened last night?!" Please tell me I didn't already embarrass myself before I've even had my first day...

"Okay okay! What DO you remember from last night?" With a flip of her hair, she makes her way over to the closet.

I wrack my brain trying to remember as far as I can, "All I can seem to lead up to is walking away from that redheaded bitch and dancing with Pogue. And him touching me…and smirking…yeah definitely remember a sexy smirk…and then…I'm blank."

Finishing up tying her shoes, Sarah looks up at me with a perplexed look on her face. "Hmmm... interesting. Well, you two danced for a while before joining us back at the table. Once you sat down, all you two could seem to do was stare at each other. Passing looks as if you two were sharing a secret yet not saying a word. All the while Reid kept sneaking shots into both of your drinks, because you two were too wrapped up in your staring eye contest to notice. Seriously, it was borderline creepy." With a shake of the head, Sarah reaches for her backpack to head out.

"Well sleepyhead, you're lucky the school gave you an extra day to settle in before you start classes. I'm heading down for breakfast, I'll see you for lunch in the cafeteria?"

With a slightly dazed nod, I try to find the truth in Sarah's words. With a parting worried glance, Sarah leaves the room and I breathe a sigh of relief.

I must make sense of this now. Rushing to my suitcase, towel and caddy forgotten, I search for my electric tea kettle, herbs and Grand-Mere's grimoire.

Just a little bit won't hurt...right?

Sorry this chapter is a little shorter, but great things are to come! Just bear with me!

Thank you atal23 for the review and encouragement! :)