AN/ Hey Everyone! Sorry it took so long to update, I've been gone all week. I hope this chapter can make it up to you!
Sloan had already had an interview with the Provost, and Mrs. Nutman had given her a class schedule, but she didn't know where any of the classrooms were. She went to her locker and grabbed the books she needed and then began to look for her class. She turned a corner and saw Caleb, the guy who had hit her earlier that morning.
"Hey." She waved and gave him a friendly smile. He looked up at her and tried to wave, but dropped the books he held in the process. He immediately began to blush, and he dropped to his knees to retrieve the fallen books. Sloan hurried over to help him.
"You must think I'm completely accident prone." Caleb muttered sheepishly. Sloan grinned, but Caleb couldn't see this, because her frizzy brown hair had swung down like a drape, concealing her face.
"Just a little." She placed her hands a foot apart to signify his klutziness. Caleb grinned and stood up, books in hand.
"How are you feeling?" Caleb asked as she got to her feet.
"I'm fine, you must have been going really slow or something, because I hardly have a scratch on me."
"That's great." Caleb said happily. "I was hoping you would be okay."
"You were?" Sloan asked grinning. Caleb's eyes shifted to his feet.
"Do you know where you're going?" Caleb asked, trying to change the subject. Sloan was silent for a moment, and then she smiled.
"Yeah, to class." Caleb blushed, obviously embarrassed.
"Well… um… I mean… Do you know where your class is?" Caleb tried to recover. He could have slapped himself. He was such and idiot. What was it about this girl that made him such a babbling fool? She just smiled at him; she must think I'm completely ridiculous, he thought. He felt odd around her, he hadn't felt anything for a girl since Sarah had wigged out and skipped town. Sarah hadn't been able to handle the aftermath of everything that had happened with Chase, so she moved back to Boston. Sarah had left him at the verge of self-destruction and took away the one thing that he had counted on to help him through, her love. Sloan was different than Sarah, though; she made him feel different than Sarah had. She wasn't drop dead gorgeous like Sarah, but there was something about her that made her unique.
"No, actually, I don't." She smiled sheepishly.
"Would you like me to show you where the classroom is?"
"That would be great!" She could have kissed him, except not.
"What class do you have?"
"Huh?" She couldn't stop staring at his lips, they just looked so kissable.
"Class, what class."
"Oh!" Sloan shook out of her daze. "Um… Trig, yeah trig."
"Cool, me too."
"Great, we probably should get to class, though."
"Oh, yeah, defiantly." Caleb just stood there, Sloan looked at him. "Oh, you mean now."
Jaleen had finally finished unpacking. Luckily, she finished in time for lunch. Provost Higgins had given her a reprieve on her classes for the day, so she could settle into her room. Since she had finished her unpacking early, she decided to finish up the rest of the day's classes anyway. She glanced down at the class schedule she held in her hands. Her first class after lunch was biology, she definitely wasn't looking forward to that, but if she had to choose between biology and sitting in her room twiddling her thumbs she would go with biology.
She stepped into the cafeteria. Since Charlie and Patty were still unpacking, she was by herself. The cafeteria was packed; there weren't any free tables that she could sit at. If Patty was there she would have walked right up to the popular table and taken a seat, but Jaleen most definitely wasn't Patty. She was looking around for a table, when someone grabbed her butt. She whirled around to see who the culprit was. Behind her stood a tall and rather handsome guy, but there was something in the way he looked at her that she really didn't like.
"Looking for a seat?" He asked.
"If it's with you, then I'll keep looking." She remarked so boldly she surprised herself. He glared daggers at her; she didn't think he was to fond of being turned down.
"Watch yourself, you little---" a tall blond guy put his hand on the guys shoulder to hold him back.
"Now Aaron is that really any way to talk to a lady?" The blond winked at Jaleen. The guy called "Aaron" turned to say something to the blond, then backed down.
"Whatever." Aaron stormed off.
"Problem solved." The blond smiled at Jaleen.
"Thanks for the help."
"No problem. My names Reid."
"Mines Jaleen. Friends call me Jay."
"Nice to meet you Jay."
"Did I say you were a friend?"
"Ouch… Waspish." Reid said with a grin.
"If I be waspish, best beware my sting."
"Did you just quote Shakespeare?" Reid gave her a puzzled look.
"Yeah, sorry, my friend is way into drama. I hear Shakespeare constantly."
"I'm sorry."
"Pretty use to it, actually." Jaleen smiled at Reid. "Thanks again for the help."
"No big, Aaron's just a jerk."
"Well, thanks anyway. Bye." Jaleen turned to leave.
"Wait." Reid said. "Would you like to sit at my table?"
"That would be nice."
Reid led her to the table where a group of his friends sat. Jaleen recognized one of the guys as Pogue the guy who helped her, Patty, and Charlie locate the administrative office. The other two were complete strangers, one a brunette guy who looked a little younger then Reid and the other was a mocha-skinned beauty that was apparently Pogue's girlfriend.
"Hey everyone, this is Jaleen." This was as far as Reid's introduction skills went, he then plopped down in a chair and began to eat. Jaleen felt a little embarrassed by her intrusion, but quickly sat down.
"Hey," The brunette boy sitting beside her said. He had gorgeous green eyes, looking into them made her stomach squirm.
"Hi." She forced a smile, she never had been good with new people.
"My names Tyler." He offered her his hand to shake. She quickly took it. He seemed slightly embarrassed by his courage, like he was shy or something.
"I'm Jay."
"Ty, stop flirting with my girl." Reid put his arm around Jaleen's shoulder. The brunette named Tyler sat up straight, humiliated by his friend.
"Huh?" Jaleen looked at Reid confused. "Who said I was your girl?"
Reid just shrugged. Jaleen grabbed his fingers and pulled his arm off her shoulder.
"Sorry, I'm no ones possession. I'll find my own seat." Jaleen grabbed her tray and walked away.
'Not your usual reaction, huh?" Tyler teased Reid, who socked him in the arm.
The man pulled into a parking lot in front of a large law firm building. He grabbed his suitcase and strode into the building. He stepped into the elevator and hit the number 4. The doors slowly began to close. A woman raced towards the closing elevator.
"Hold it. Hold it please!" She called. The man sighed and stopped the doors with his foot. The woman stepped into the elevator and straightened out her skirt. She was slightly breathless. "Thank you, I'm running late for my meeting."
"Aren't we all?" The man stated. The woman looked at him for a moment.
"Yes, I suppose we all are in our own way." She looked at his face; he was quite handsome, with his chiseled jaw. "What meeting are you running late for?"
"Love."
"Love? Did you find it and lose it, or have you yet to find it?" The woman was African-American she had short black hair and green eyes. The man looked down into her eyes.
"I guess you could say I lost it."
"Me too." She whispered. "My names Alicia, by the way."
The man looked at her for a moment. She had sad eyes, she reminded him of somebody, but he couldn't think of whom.
"Nice to meet you." He offered her his hand, which she took.
AN/ So? What do you think? Let me know, and I'll update soon. Sorry for any grammer problems, I looked it over, but I probably missed some stuff. I figured you'd rather have an update then perfect grammer, so I do what I can. I hope you found this chapter interesting!