I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. We're one step closer to Fabina.


Holy. Crap. Did you guys see the Finale? It was AWESOME! Did anyone else notice but me that Fabina danced to the same song they danced to on prom night in season 1? My friend didn't notice until I pointed it out to her.


Okay, so I am about to start doing a little thing at the beginning of every chapter of my stories. You could ignore it, or you could read them to find out things about me.


Random Fact: I read all of the Twilight books in fourth grade. When I got in trouble, my mom would take them away from me. Once, she almost took Breaking Dawn away from me, because I was too busy reading to eat dinner.


Disclaimer: I don't own anything mentioned in this story, except my own characters and the plot.


~Nina~

It's been two years. Two long years since Allison 'ran away'. I'd developed a small tiny crush on Fabian. Patricia was head over heels for some basketball player, Eddie. I knew he liked her, too.

Anyway, I was all focused on college. Everything in my room was packed in boxes. I was moving out into an apartment near my college. I was kind of excited, but a little scared because I'd be on my own. I mean, I always had my life's savings and everything. But it scared me.

At least I knew that Fabian and Patricia would be attending the same college.

***A few weeks later. Nina was already moved in.***

School started in, like three weeks. I was nervous. But I'm sure every person is scared on their first year of college.

I was lounging on my couch, just being lazy, flipping through the channels. I had on a baggy t-shirt and sweats, my hair in a messy side bun, bangs out and everywhere.

I was just being lazy, like always. I really needed to go to a gym or something. Patricia says I shouldn't because I am, and I quote, "An underweight toothpick". She says that because I'm a size zero. Or one. Depends on the brand and how it's made. But I'm going off subject!

I heard my stomach growl and put the remote on the coffee table, getting up to explore my kitchen.

I opened the fridge. At 2-liter coke (unopened), a six pack of Hawaiian Punch, a carton of milk, a carton of chocolate milk, a can of Sprite, and a some Sunny-D stared me in the face. I had other things in there, like Mozzarella Cheese Sticks, little packets of ketchup, yogurt, and waffles and pancake stuff in there, too. But I didn't feel like eating any of those things. I was in the mood for chicken.

And I realized I'd eaten the last of the Tyson chicken nuggets last week. I sighed.

I needed to get out anyway. Besides, I had a list of things I wanted to get from the store.

I ran to my room and threw on some jeans and a purple graphic tee. I put on some converse and ran a brush through my hair quickly, before grabbing a cardigan, my keys, and my purse before walking out.

I'd decided how I was going to spend my Friday. Well, the rest of my Friday, anyway.

This is my plan:

Spend at least two hours at the grocery store, buying things I don't really need to survive, but couldn't resist. Like Special K Bars. I love those! But it's not really what I came here for, but I bought them anyway.

Then, I was going to go home, and put the things where they needed to go.

Then, I was going to have a feast, eating Burger King.

Then, I was going to go to Books-a-Million and find a book that I really wanted to read, buy it, drink coffee, read it, and then finish it.

Then, I was going to go home and take a long shower and put on some comfy pajamas.

Then, I was going to pop some popcorn and have a movie fest on Netflix.

Then I was probably going to fall asleep watching a movie.

That's the normal routine on Fridays. I could be a loner like that; I have no problem being by myself.

I was half-way through No Strings Attached when my phone started ringing.

Drop everything now,

Meet me in the pouring rain

Kiss me on the sidewalk

Take away the pin

'Cause I see

Sparks fly

Whenever you smi-

I answered my phone. I knew who this was. It was his ringtone for a reason.

"What?" I asked, annoyed.

"Well, hello to you too, Mrs. Grinch," Fabian said.

"What do you want?" I asked, rather rudely.

"Well, I was bored. And I wanted to see if I could come over. Can I?"

"Sure, whatever. I'm having a movie fest on Netflix."

"Ooh. Sounds fun. Be right there."

Fabian practically lived here. He was always here. He lives in the apartment below me.

I hung up and unpaused the movie.

A few minutes later, Fabian let himself in. He plopped down on the couch next to me.

"Why are we watching this movie?" he asked, disgusted.

I sighed.

"Because it's a sweet movie."

"But it's disgusting!"

"Because you've never seen it."

"So? I don't need to see it to know it's disgusting."

"No, it's about two people who fall in love on accident."

Fabian sighed in defeat. He reached into the bowl I was holding and ate some popcorn. When I got up to use the restroom, I came back to find out he changed the movie.

He smirked at me.

I sighed and watched whatever the hell he'd put on.

I was lying on the couch, feet on Fabian's lap. The last thing I remember was dropping the popcorn bowl before falling into a dreamless sleep.


~Fabian~

Thump.

I looked and saw Nina, out like a light, with the popcorn bowl on the ground. I picked it up. Thank goodness it was empty, because then I'd have to clean the mess.

I brought the popcorn bowl to the sink and set it down.

I sat back down on the couch and saw Nina curled up into a ball, snoring lightly.

She looked so pretty when she slept. Sometimes I wish I could wrap my arms around her, and kiss her. Yes, I have a huge crush on her. I don't think she likes me back, though.

I picked Nina up, and carried her to her room, putting her in her bed, covering her up with her blankets.

What the heck? I thought. She's asleep. She can't slap you.

I bent down and kissed her forehead, and left, locking the door after myself.


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