2.22 18:30

I only got to see you briefly today. And even at that it was only because we were in the dorm advisors (DAs) office for a dorm leader meeting. I had not known you were a leader as well. As soon as the meeting was over you were gone. I figured you had gone out to be with your boyfriend. So not really wanting to go to the lounge now I decided to strike up a conversation with Ms. Kelly the advisor. Ms. Kelly is surprisingly easy to get along with and has invited me to freely hangout with her. So now the DAs office is my second favorite place in this dormitory.

2.23 18:45

Today I decided since I really liked talking to Ms. Kelly I would hang out with her in the office today. Ms. Kelly and I are in the middle of talking about random dreams when you come walking in. I was sitting on the couch in the corner so I guess you didn't see me since you were asking Ms. Kelly if she has seen me. Ms. Kelly lets out a chuckle and simply points over in my direction. You turn to face me and stand there surprised seeing that I'm there instead of the lounge. I pat the seat next to me indicating I want you to join me. You silently walk over and awkwardly sit down unsure of what was happening. I quickly pick-up the conversation from earlier and finish off my dream explanation. You start laughing when I finish speaking so I look at you confused since my dream was not a funny one. "I'm sorry I'm just baffled that you're actually sitting here talking away about dreams as if you have no problem speaking with people" you explain. Not expecting such words to come from you I huff, cross my arms, and pout at you. These actions only cause you to start laughing all over again as you defend your opinion "Can you really blame me? It took me five attempts for you to really acknowledge my presence and even now when we hang out in the lounge its mostly just silence." I release a sigh of defeat and slump over; waving my hand through the air as I begrudgingly state "fine, fine whatever you win." Someone laughing pulls us out of the little bubble we've created. Apparently we had both forgotten that Ms. Kelly was sitting there observing our interaction. My ears turn red from slight embarrassment. Turning to face you I ask if you had any dreams you'd like to share. You answer that you would if only you did actually dream. This statement surprises me so much so that I can't help but to jump up onto the couch and stare bugged-eyed down at you in awe. "What do you mean you don't dream?!" I practically shout at you in disbelief. You shrug your shoulders and simply state "I just don't." I shake my head in disappointment and plop back down on the couch lying down with my head in your lap. "That must really suck for you Red" I state. I then turn my head to face Ms. Kelly and rhetorically ask for her confirmation. My eyes widen all of a sudden as I realize I had just called you by the nickname I had secretly given you. I swallow hard and slowly turn my gaze back up to you. I was expecting to see something other than the big smile you're now sporting so I relax. "Did you just call me Red?" you ask and I simply nod. You sit there and seem to ponder over the nickname before saying "since you seem to like reading you're Books from here on out." "What?" I ask completely perplexed. Instead of pondering your nickname you were thinking that this would actually make us closer. So you took it upon yourself to decide that since I nicknamed you Red we were now going to be those type of friends who addressed each other by these special titles. This was all new for me; I have never met someone so keen on being so close with almost every person they meet. Instead of defaulting to protest which is my nature I decide to humor you and just play along. Before we can find a new topic to talk about Ms. Kelly stands up and lets us know she was heading out for her dinner break, so we get kicked out of the office. I tell you I'll meet you in the lounge after I grab something from my room. As I start walking to my room I get that strange feeling of being followed and when I glance back there you are. I stop in my tracks and look at you confused. "I want to know where your room is. You know where mine is, it's only fair" you proclaim. I shrug and continue on to my room. When I'm about to enter my room you try to walk in with me before I stop you, reminding you it's against the rules to go inside a room that is not your own. You roll your eyes at my adherence to the rules, but obediently wait outside for me. I grab my notebook and pen. Seeing what I'm holding as I exit my room you raise an eyebrow at me. "I have other interests and talents besides reading" I say as we trek towards the lounge. "Oh really now and what might those interests be if you would be so kind to allow me to ask" you teasingly say while batting your eyelashes at me. I snort at your actions while offering you my elbow to link with then patting your hand I say "well you see my darling Red, I am a lady of many traits, but to talk of one-self is to be all too prideful for my liking." As I finish my little charade I look at you and wink. You laugh heartily before pulling me into tight embrace and whispering into my ear "well then that just means I'll be keeping you close to me for a nice long time then. I just gotta know all your trade secrets." And with that you let me go and skip off to lounge. As I watch you skip away my heart rate increases and I secretly wish that you are a constant in my future. That single thought surprises me, but I just shake it out of my head and continue onward to the lounge. I enter the lounge and there you are sitting cross-legged on the couch staring at the entryway. "Here's the thing, I've decided to be fair so when you share something about yourself I'll tell you something about myself. Deal?" you firmly state while extending your hand for me to shake. "Deal" I easily agree. I sit down crossed-legged next to you and start on my writing as we slip into our comforting silence. After some time passes I close my notebook and say "I like to write." You look up from your phone and smile before saying "what do you write?" "All sorts of things" I simply state. "I like to imitate cartoon voices" you reveal. I nod my head several times imagining that it was very fitting of you and give you a smile before I grab my notebook and continue my writing. For the next hour we sit there not uttering another word. You finally get up, facing me with your hand extended out. I cock my head sideways and just stare at your hand. Laughing at me you grab my hand pulling me up and drag me with you to your room. When we arrive in front of your room you drop my hand, spin on your heel to face me, and end our night with our usual hug. I wave goodbye and walk away with a smile.