I gave up on crying 10 minutes later. What was the use? Alvin and Victoria were already going out, so there was no use to try and stop them. I wiped all my remaining tears on my blanket. I felt pathetic. I told myself that I should of said something to Alvin, but I knew that I didn't have the guts to do it. I was so scared to face him again. I knew he was mad at me, I knew he was confused, but I just couldn't tell him the reason.

I was afraid that he wasn't gonna talk to me again because of the way I acted tonight. But I knew I had to say something. I knew I had to apologize sooner or later.

I got up and walked out of the room to wash my tear-stained face. When I stepped foot into the living room, and saw the mess of my unfinished homework, I cussed under my breath, knowing I should get started on it soon. An hour later, Eleanor and Jeanette came back from the grocery store, as I was hurrying up to finish my paper work. But the anger that flooded my whole self still lingered in me.

"Hey, Britt." Said Eleanor. She eyed the textbook in my lap. "You're still not done?"

I sighed, not able to tell them what I went through for the past hour and a half. "I got...distracted."

"Well, you better hurry up and finish. We bought pizza for dinner." Said Eleanor, as the sudden aroma of pizza filled the room.

I shrugged. "It'll just be the 3 of us tonight for dinner."

"The 3 of us?" Asked Eleanor. "Where's Victoria?"

"She left." I said casually.

Jeanette walked out of the kitchen, and then noticed that the door to my dorm room bedroom was open. "She left?"

I just nodded.

"Where is she?" Asked Jeanette.

I felt heat rise up in my cheeks, but I tried my best to stay calm. I just looked at my sister, and casually said, "She's on her date."

"With Alvin?" Asked Eleanor.

I nodded again, barely moving my head at all though.

And to my absolute disgust, Eleanor said, "Oh, that's right! Their date was today! Aww, I hope she has a good time!"

Jeanette nodded. "Me too!"

I just stared at my sisters with silent outrage. Were they for real? I rolled my eyes, and stood up, and grabbed my homework from the couch.

"Where're you going?" Asked Jeanette.

"I can't concentrate with you guys talking so much." I fired.

"Well, don't you want dinner?" Asked Eleanor.

"No." I said and I walked back into my bedroom and closed the door behind me. I knew it was a bit mean saying that to my sisters, but I just couldn't stand it anymore. I plopped onto my bed, staring at the pieces of paper in front of my face. But I couldn't see anything except for the image of Victoria holding Alvin's hand, the way he looks into her eyes, and the fact that they were probably doing that right now at this very moment - a moment I could have stopped.

My alarm clock suddenly went off. I groggily opened my eyes. I felt something hard and uncomfortable under me. Then my eyes shot open. I sat up and stared at what I was sleeping on. Then I realized that I fell asleep on top of my homework - the homework I hadn't even finished. The homework that was due in an hour.

"Great..." I muttered as I shot out of bed, collecting the papers that were on the floor. That's it. I was dead. I piled up everything on my bed, telling myself to organize it after breakfast, and I sprinted out my room, and down the hallway and into the washroom. I took a quick shower, brushed my teeth, ran back into my room to get changed, and walked back out to go into the kitchen.

And that's when I heard my sisters' voices, along with the roommate's voice.

"So he took you out to dinner?" I heard Jeanette ask.

"Yeah, and it was so sweet." Victoria sighed. "He was so romantic."

"And then what did he say?" I heard Eleanor ask.

"Well, at the end of the night, he told me that he'd like to go out with me again!" Squealed Victoria.

"That's so cute!" Said Jeanette.

"And of course I said yes." Said Victoria, giggling.

I felt sick to my stomach. My ears felt like they were bleeding. I was rushing so much, I hadn't even noticed my roommate, and whether or not she was in the room. I slowly walked into the kitchen, pretending to be invisible. But that didn't last too long.

"Good morning Brittany!" I heard Victoria say.

I just looked at her and said a quick and plain, "Hi." I wanted no part of this conversation so I made myself a quick lunch, stuffed it in my bag, and stuck a piece of toast in my mouth for breakfast. I was just about to walk away when...

"Wait, where're you going?" Asked Jeanette.

"It's Monday. We have classes to go to, remember?" I asked, matter-of-factly, although I knew she didn't mean her question that way.

"I know that, but it's still so early!" Said Jeanette.

I sighed. "What's your point?" I asked in annoyance. I just wanted to get out of this house.

"Don't you wanna hear about Victoria's date with Alvin?" Asked Eleanor.

I turned to my sister, and for once, I wanted to jump on her in a violent sort of way. WHY THE HELL WAS SHE ASKING ME THAT? Oh, that's right. Because she doesn't know. But my sisters already know that I hate Victoria, so why the hell would they ask me a question involving her and her stupid life? But I just shook my head politely and said, "I'm in a bit of a rush. I have more importantthings to do."

"Oh. Want me to tell you about it later?" Asked Victoria sweetly.

Wow, bitch. Really?

But I shook my head. "No thanks." I said, and I walked back into my room, stuffed my homework into my bag, threw it around my shoulder, and walked out. I felt so angry at the moment. This day was not going well for me at all. I woke up, realizing I had slept through my homework, and now, I had to half-listen to my sisters awe about the date Victoria had with Alvin.

But right now, I just wanted to talk to Alvin. I wanted to say how sorry I was, but then I knew he was gonna ask me to tell him the real reason to why I was acting so not-myself lately, and I knew I couldn't say anything, so it may be a good thing to nottalk to him just yet.

Actually, when I think of it, I'm not sure if I was ready to talk to him at all at this point.

I made my way out the door, and closed it behind me. Now what? Jeanette was right. It was still pretty early. But there's no way in hell I was gonna listen to the conversation my sisters were having with Victoria. I sighed, then remembered the unfinished work in my bag. Maybe, since I have time, I can go down to the classroom and work on it before the class actually started. That way, I had my work all completed, and I had something to do for the next 45 minutes.

I walked out of the dorm building, and crossed the courtyard into the actual college campus. I was walking down the hallway to my class, when I saw him.

Alvin was walking down the same hall as me, walking in the opposite way I was heading, which meant that he could of seen me. But his head was down, and his eyes were focused on his cell phone, which was in his hands.

I froze for a second, debating whether or not I should go say something to him. But I guess my feet made up their decision, and I went and ran into the opposite direction. I was sorta glad he didn't see me, but that meant I had to take another route to my class, and the shortest route took another 3 minutes to get there. I was now speed walking through the halls, afraid that Alvin would suddenly spot me, that I didn't even look where I was going.

And that's when I bumped into someone.

I fell to the floor, and my bag flew off my shoulder, making my books and papers scatter everywhere on the ground.

"Ouch." I muttered, rubbing my leg. Who was the stupid idiot who bumped into me?

"I'm sorry. Are you alright?"

I looked up, and a boy with chocolate brown hair and brown eyes was looking right down at me, holding a hand out to help me up. But I ignored it, and lifted myself off the ground. "Why don't you watch where you're going?" I fired.

"I'm sorry. I'll pay more attention where I walk next time." He said apologetically.

I started to feel a bruise form on my leg. Great...more to add on this wonderful day. I sighed. "Yeah, you should." I muttered.

"I didn't mean it." The boy said.

I told myself I really shouldn't take my anger out on people. I sighed. "No, it's alright."

The boy bent down, gathered up all my belongings, put them in my bag, and handed it right back at me. "Sorry about that."

I put my bag back on my shoulder. "It's fine." I said, and I was just about to turn and leave, when he said something again.

"Wait." He said.

I turned to him. "What?"

"What did you say your name was again?" He asked.

I just looked at him. "I didn't."

"Wanna tell me what you're name is, then?" He asked.

I raised my eyebrows. "Why should I?"

"So I can give you a proper apology." He said, smiling.

I couldn't help but smile at his politeness. "Why should I be the first one to tell you?"

"Good point." He reached his hand out towards me. "I'm Anthony."

I raised my eyebrows. "Um, okay..." I said, taking his hand and shaking it once. "And I'm Brittany?" I said, making it sound like a question.

He half smiled. "Well, I apologize for bumping into you, Brittany."

"Um, no problem...Anthony." I said awkwardly.

I raised my eyebrows. This guy seemed pretty nice. But considering the fact that I just met him - well, not really met him - half a minute ago, probably didn't tell me much. I looked at the textbook he was holding in his hand. It said 'Science and Elements, level 10' on it. I don't know why I felt so weird about that for a few seconds, but then something hit me like a train. Did he say his name was Anthony?

I tried to look through my brain, wondering why the name stood out to me so much. Why did that name sound so...familiar?

Then I think I recall, one night, when Alvin and I were talking. The two of us were just casually speaking about college, when we brought up 'roommates' as a topic. And that's when I remembered...

"So, how's it going with your roommate?" I laughed to myself, remembering how Alvin complained about his new roommate being a complete nerd.

Alvin rolled his eyes and sighed. "My roommate? Anthony?" He groaned. "You don't wanna know."

"Yeah? Try me." I said.

Alvin said, "Well, it's like living with a human computer who's part human calculator. The guy can never shut up about these scientific things that I don't understand! I thought these kinds of people were only in movies! But I can't explain it, but you get it, right? It amuses Simon and Theodore that it annoys me so much. I'd be the one laughing if one of them had to share a dorm room with him. But no. I always get the crappy stuff."

Anthony...Alvin'sroommate.

I stopped, feeling shocked. Well, I didn't jump to conclusions at first because Anthony was a pretty common name, and he might not be the 'Anthony' I was thinking about. But I decided to ask him anyways, but I made sure I didn't ask him in the obvious ways.

"So, is it your first year here?" I asked, hating myself for starting the lamest conversation with a stranger.

He nodded. "Yup. First year of college."

Okay, that could be him. Then I said, "What are you taking?"

"Science and Mathematics." He said, holding up the book in his hand, and that's when I knew he was the Anthony. But Alvin described him as a 'Human calculator' but the guy didn't look or dress like a typical nerd. In fact, he dressed like a normal teenage boy.

I nodded, pretending to act interested. Then I finally asked, "You're not, in any chance, living with 3 boys named Simon, Theodore..." I didn't want to say the final name. "...And Alvin, are you?"

He looked surprised. "In fact, I am." He said slowly, then he looked at me weirdly. "How did you know?"

I shrugged. "Lucky guess."

"Pretty good guess." He said, smiling again.

And when he smiled at me, an idea suddenly came to mind.

If Alvin was dating my roommate, what harm would it be to pretend to like his roommate? I wanted him to feel what I've been feeling for the last month. I wanted Alvin to fall in love with me, like how I am with him. Maybe, if I got to know Anthony better, something will work out between me and Alvin. Maybe Alvin will realize something more.

But then I looked at Anthony. He seemed like a nice guy, and I did feel a bit bad about the idea of using him, but I wanted Alvin to go through the hell I've been feeling. I wanted him to know that he made the wrong choice. I wanted him to know how it feels like to love someone you can't have.

I know it isn't right to use Anthony to get Alvin to fall in love with me, but I couldn't stop myself. It seemed like such a good, yet bad idea.

I want him to realize that falling for Victoria was a mistake. If I pretended to like Anthony, I want Alvin to notice. Then I want him to pick me. I want him to see how much I love him, and how I never intended to hurt him by not telling him anything. And I wanted him to feel jealous.

Then Anthony said, "I hope you don't mind me asking, but how do you know Alvin, Simon and Theodore?"

"They're friends of mine." I said.

He nodded again. Then he said, "So, what are you taking?"

It was as if we already knew each other. Phase one, getting to speaking terms, check.

"Fashion designing." I answered.

He looked impressed. "Nice. That's near the art section of the campus, right?"

I nodded.

Phase two, getting to know him...

I smiled at him. "So, since you know where the building is, wanna walk me to class?"

He raised his eyerows for a moment, then smiled. "Sure."

Check.

Oh no. Brittany is such a...person user! xD

Do you guys think her 'plan' will work? And if it'll work, how will Alvin react? :O

But thanks for reading the chapter, guys! You guys are so very awesome :) And please please review! Thank youu!