Hi, guys. Here's another chapter. I'm glad you liked the first chapter, I'll try to keep it interesting. This is a really short chapter, but I wanted to update so you don't get bored this weekend. ;)

You know I'm pretty busy, so I don't know when I'll have time to write more. Be patient, please. :)

I'm not a native English speaker, so I apologize in advance for the mistakes I'll be making.

Sazar: Thank you! Paige's character is a little bit different from the one on Past Memories, but I'm sure you'll love her.

indre: Thanks! Your enthusiasm made me laugh.

Nae10: Thanks! ;)

ov4arenko: Thank you for your nice words. You rule! :) Yeah, you're sick, for sure. :D

Jordan: I don't know how the other fics developed the plot, but I'm still thinking about Paige's background. :)

cici: Hahaha. I love your theories! She's not in a gang or band, I'm sure about that. But she's acting like that for a reason. Ben is nice, don't hate on him. xD Jack's hair is way longer than Caleb's, and really shiny, don't forget that. :D I love his look, even if he's a fictional character. :)

Del: You'll know Paige's story eventually. I'm glad you like the story. Who said both girls are straight? I didn't say that. xD I kind of liked Paily fights in this chapters. :D

Enjoy!

MEANT TO BE

Chapter 2: Two sides

Paige's POV

"Do you know her?" I ask Jack. He said goodbye to her when the class finished, they clearly know each other. He frowns.

"Who, Emily?" I nod at him. "Well, I just know her name. She was sitting next to me and she told me her name was Emily. We didn't speak more because the class started. She seems nice." I roll my eyes and Jack realizes I'm not happy.

"What's wrong? Do you know her?"

"She's my roommate."

"The girl that you think is a cheerleader 'cause you have a sixth sense?" he asks sarcastically. "I don't know why you keep doing that." He nods at me. He's trying to make me feel bad because of my behavior, but I didn't do anything wrong.

"What are you talking about?" I ask staring at him while I frown my forehead. I'm a little bit angry at him. He knows I can't change who I am.

"Your distant behavior. You're always getting away from everyone." I look down on the floor shamefully. I know he's right, but I don't want to deal with it. It's painful. "Do you remember the day we first met? You acted like a bitch," he adds laughing. I look up to smile at him.

"Yeah, I remember your pathetic face when I told you that your tough guy look didn't impress me at all." I can't help but laugh. That happened three years ago, in high school.

"You told me to go to hell with my intimate friend Satan." We both burst laughing, but he suddenly stops, his face gets serious. "I was trying to make conversation, I was being nice, and you got on the defensive, Paige. You fear meeting new people, so you act like a jerk as a defense mechanism. You've got to stop doing that. This is your opportunity to start fresh." I can't believe he's giving me a lecture. I'm looking at him shyly and I nod at him at the same time.

"It's not easy," I admit sadly.

"Give it a try. Step by step," he says putting his arm on my shoulder. "Will you?" he asks smirking.

"Yeah, I'll try to be an adorable person," I joke.

"You already are adorable, but only to me. Let's show the world how nice Paige McCullers is." He wraps his arms around me. He's teasing me, he knows I don't like being touched. He's very tall, so I can't do anything to avoid the hug. I end up laughing.

"Stop it, Jack!" He is laughing loudly. He finally pulls away with a huge grin on his face.

Suddenly Emily walks by us, making her way to her next class, which I have to attend too.

"Bye," Jack says unexpectedly. She turns to look at him, her long hair moving freely.

"Bye, Jack," she says smiling at him. I can tell he can't keep his eyes off her.

"You like her, am I right?" I ask lowering my voice.

He gives me a surprised look. "I don't know her, Paige. But I admit she's attractive." He smiles at me.

"Forget about her. She has a boyfriend."

"I'm not interested in her, Paige," he adds giving me his genuine smile.

"See you later, okay? I have class now." I enter the classroom after waving at Jack. I look around, deciding where to take a seat, and I realize she is looking at me. She's sitting alone, I approach doubtfully. Maybe I should take Jack's advice and try to be nice to people I don't know. I must be brave. I walk at a good pace until I get to the chair next to hers.

"So… your boyfriend?" I didn't expect she would make that question. She keeps staring at me, but I don't know what to say.

"No, Jack is my friend," I add categorically.

"Okay, I thought that… Well, you know, you were with him, laughing and…" she says hesitantly.

"No," I insist, this time more abruptly. Why the hell do I keep doing that? It's like I can't control myself.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to bother you." She looks away, she's clearly averting eye contact. I don't know what to say, I open my mouth, but words don't come out of my mouth. She gives me a puzzled look. I can tell she knows that I want to say something, but my brain and mouth are not working. Suddenly the professor starts talking, doing me a favor. There's clearly something wrong with me.

After attending all the classes while I try to avoid Emily, I have lunch with Jack at the cafeteria. When I tell him about my "conversation" with Emily he smiles slightly. He doesn't laugh at me, though. He tries to comfort me and says that Rome was not built in a day, he insists that I've got to be patient.

Emily's POV

Was she trying to be nicer to me? I mean, she sat next to me, but our conversation was a little bit weird. It felt like she was trying to mend her ways, but she ended up acting weirdly. I could tell she was sorry by the look in her eyes. I don't know if she has problems socializing with people, or it's just me, but I don't want to spend all year having awkward moments with my roommate. I'm not the only one who's curious about her, though. Hanna and Spence keep texting me, they want to meet for dinner to learn everything about our strange conversation. Spencer knows a diner just a few blocks away from their apartment, and we're meeting there. However, before enjoying a tasty dinner I make my way to the library, I got a paper due tomorrow. It's my first day here and I already got homework. When I get to my dorm I open the door slowly, I don't know what to say to her if she's here. I get nervous, I don't understand why she has this effect on me. It's the first time I feel like this about a person. It's an odd feeling, though. I mean, I'm nervous, but I want to speak with her at the same time. I poke my head out of the door, and I sigh heavily when I see that she's not in here. I turn on the laptop and I start typing rapidly. After an hour, I save the document and I give a quick look at the clock computer. Shit! I'm going to be late. I know Spencer is punctual, she'll probably be waiting for me. I hope Hanna arrives in time or Spence will be pissed. I grab my phone and I dial her.

"Spence? Are you already there?" I ask nervously.

"Yeah. Why? Where are you?"

"I'm going to be late. I'm sorry, I lost track of time. Is Hanna with you?"

"Yeah, she is. Don't worry."

"I guess you're hungry, so don't wait for me."

"We're going to eat a hamburger. What about you?"

"The same, thanks. I'll be right there. Bye!"

I hang up, I grab my purse and I rush off without even turning off the computer. I walk at a fast pace, and I get there in record time.

"I'm sorry, guys. I just…" I start saying breathing heavily.

"It's okay, Em," Hanna interrupts me. I take a seat and make myself comfortable.

"Hi," Spencer adds showing me her smile. "I'm sure you'll like this place. I first came here last year when I visited campus, and food was really tasty. And I think we got lucky, because our waitress is so nice. She said that these nachos were on the house," she says pointing at the nachos. "Look, that's our waitress," she says pointing at her.

"No way." I can't believe she works here. Spencer is frowning at me. "Is that the nice waitress?" I ask staring at her. Spencer nods. I laugh. "Is she nice to everyone but me?" I can't help but being hurt, it seems like I'm the problem. She looks at our table and she gapes at me in amazement. She clearly didn't expect to see me here, because she drops all of the plates she's carrying, making a lot of noise. I go help her, I know I'm acting on impulse, but I am the reason why this has happened.

"Not now. I'm working," she says blushing. Everyone in the diner is looking at us, I can tell she doesn't like to be the centre of attention. We're both bending down, trying to clean up all the mess.

"You're gonna hurt yourself." She frowns. "I'm trying to help you." I'm getting annoyed as those words come out of my mouth.

"It's not necessary," she adds with her eyes fixated on the floor. She keeps clearing up the broken plates.

"What is wrong with you?" I lower my voice so we don't make a scen. I stare at her but she's not looking. "You were nice to my friends, but you're horrible to me. Why do you hate me?" I want to know the truth.

"I can't talk right now. I've got to work. I'm sorry," she says.

"I'm sick of you." I look at her defiantly, but she avoids eye contact. However, I can tell she is a little bit hurt. She stands up and makes her way to the kitchen, not saying a word. Hanna and Spencer are staring at me, they obviously want to know what just happened.

"Do you know the waitress?" Hanna asks once I sit down.

"That's Paige." I don't know what else to say. Now that I think about it, I should have said that that's the girl who is driving me crazy and making my life more interesting and exhausting at the same time.

"Your weird roommate? Are you sure we're talking about the same person?" Spencer gives me a puzzled look. I nod. "She was really nice to us, Em." She raises her eyebrows, she can't understand why she is so mean to me.

"I want to know why she's acting like that. I mean, I saw her laughing and having fun with a friend of hers, she seemed a different person. She was also nice to you. It's like she has two different personalities, depending on who she's talking to." I can't fully understand why this situation is upsetting me so much. I barely know her.

"I don't know why she keeps doing that, Em. Give her time," Hannah adds while she holds my hand.

Another waitress interrupts our conversation when she brings the hamburgers. I knew she wouldn't come to bring our dinner. I don't know if she's upset or she's ashamed of her behavior. I can't help but feel horrible. Maybe I was too harsh on her.

When we leave the diner, Hannah and Spencer walk me to my dorm room because it's already dark. I thank them, I'm lucky to have such good friends. I get into bed and grab a book. I'm going to stay awake till she gets here so we can talk. However, an hour later I fall asleep, I guess this first day left me exhausted.

To be continued…

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