When I get back to our dorm I go in trying not to wake Octavia. I successfully make it to my bed in the dark without making any noise.

"Where were you?"

It's pitch black in the room and she startles me, "Oh my god Octavia! You're gonna give me an aneurysm doing that."

"Ugh well," she reaches up to switch on the light, "that's what you get for sneaking in and out at night. Where were you? I doubt it was to go meet a boy, unfortunately."

I roll my eyes at her. "I was hungry, I just went to the store."

"Well that's awfully boring isn't it," she looks annoyed by this but I don't get why.

"Actually I saw someone there," I tell her hesitantly, I need someone to talk to about this.

"Ohh now we're getting somewhere. Who was it?" she sits up on her bed now alert and interested.

"Murphy…"

"Oh, Thank god," she is so relieved.

"What?"

"Well I didn't want to say anything because I thought Murphy was a sensitive subject for you or something…at least that's how you act, but you haven't mentioned him in weeks and I've been dying to ask you why."

"Okay, well the night we went to the skybox I stayed at Murphy's place that night. Then the next day we went to the park, then he got all weird and brought me back here. When I was getting out of the car he started saying all this weird stuff."

"What stuff!" She practically yells I worry she'll wake up the whole floor.

"He just told me we shouldn't hang out anymore. He said he was bad for me or something like that. And I haven't seen or talked to him since then."

"He soooo likes you," she is so excited I think her head might actually explode.

"Stop that. And I'm not done, then at the store I saw him with someone and I didn't feel like having an awkward run-in so I left, but he followed me outside."

"What did he say? What did he do?"

"He said he was sorry because he didn't mean what he said. There were a few more words exchanged and then I just left."

"Ugh that Murphy is so complicated! He keeps to himself and never shows feelings. Despite that, it's obvious that you catch his attention."

"What do you think I should do Octavia? I like him."

"Duhhh," she drawls out dramatically. "Bellamy's having a party on Saturday, Murphy will be there maybe you can talk to him then."

"Yeah maybe…time for bed, we both have class in the morning we don't have time to stay up all night talking about boys."

"There's always time to talk about boys Emori."

The next day after classes I went to the library to study. And when I say study I mean I went there to watch netflix on my tablet and have some alone time. I'm in the middle of an episode of House M.D when my phone vibrates from my bag.

It's from a number I don't recognize.

Come over to my place tonight.

I text back, I think you have the wrong number. I would know who it was if it were someone I'd actually consider hanging out with.

It's John

Oohh. Octavia must have given him my number. I wonder if she offered it or he asked for it.

Hello to you to. How did you get this number? I don't know why I ask this when I obviously already know.

Octavia of course. She insisted I had to have it.

Well that answers that question I guess. He texts again before I respond.

7pm

I have to think about whether I want to actually go or not so I don't text him back, and he doesn't send anything for the rest of the day anyway. I make sure to save his number in my phone though.

So here I am, standing in the hallway outside his apartment, I didn't even realize I was coming until I just did. I tried not to think about it too much and just showed up. I didn't have a chance to tell Octavia about it because she wasn't at the dorm when I left. I think she had another date, she's been on a few in the past couple of weeks, although I'm not sure if it's with the same guy every time or not.

Suddenly the door opens, I don't think I knocked, did I?

"You gonna stand out there all night? It didn't seem like you were gonna knock, I heard ya come up the stairs 5 minutes ago," he says and m0ves out of the way so I can walk in.

"Sorry I um couldn't remember if I had the right apartment," I lie as an excuse.

"You came, wasn't sure if you would you never said if you were coming or not."

"Oh sorry I didn't know if I could or not at the time and then I forgot to text you," another lie, this is starting out great. Two lies, although something tells me he doesn't believe either of them.

"Stop apologizing, it's fine. Did you have dinner yet?"

"Why did you ask me to come over?" I blurt out.

"As I recall, I didn't ask you. Which was rude of me, I wanted to see you and I thought you'd say no," he says.

"I still could have said no you know."

"I'm glad you didn't."

"Are we gonna just stand here or…?" I ask because I'm not sure what to do and I don't wanna stand awkwardly by the door.

"You didn't answer my question."

Huh? Ohh "No I haven't eaten."

"Let's go." He takes his coat off a chair and opens the door again. I follow him out into the hallway.

"Where are we going then?"

"If I said, would you know where I was talking about?"

"Good point. Lead the way then," I follow him down the stairs and out to his car.