Hey guys, back with another chapter, and I made this one a little longer than the last one!
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It was strange to her, why she was beginning to think about him, in more of a liking way. Of course, she liked him, even though he bugged the living hell out of her some days, but it was more than a friendship liking. Yes, her plan was to meet him, to study him, because lunatics interested her. But, she thought he'd never be more than a study for her. And, she thought wrong.
"I'm trying to work on a paper. What do you want?"
She glances up from her studies, as he walks in the lounge of the university.
"Whatcha workin' on?"
"Work."
She gives an 'obviously' face.
"Sound's very intriguing."
He states sarcasticly, while giving a fake yawn.
Nothing comes out of her mouth. The only noise is her pen writing things down on the paper.
"Even though I'm having a blast watching you write, let's go do something else."
"You can go do something else, I'm staying here."
"Your loss."
He states, and begins to head to the entrance door.
She gives an annoyed sigh.
"Wait."
He smiles, and turns around to look at her.
"Where do you want to go?"
She asks.
"I don't care, as long as it's far from any type of work, then I'm game."
"Go for a walk?"
"Walking? Who the hell walks around for the fun of it?"
"I do."
She gives a glare.
"I'm terribly sorry if I offended your walking hobby."
He said, with sarcasm, like always.
"Do you want to or not?"
"I've got nothing better to do."
He shrugs.
She grabs her belongings, and puts them in her bag, and heads out the door. He's following soon after.
He said he had nothing else to do, and that was a lie. He had tons of things to do, work on his studies, play his piano, guitar, cheerleading.. Okay, so the cheerleading wasn't really something he wanted to do, but hey, the girl on the team was cute. Then again, so was she. The real reason he came along with her, was because he enjoyed her company, he loved being around her, much to his dismay. She through it right back at him, when he made an insult at her, or made a witty joke. She was independent, smart, funny, pretty, and had a killer body. The surprising thing was, is that she was single. Which means- she either has issues with relationships. Or, no one has ever asked her for one. It couldn't be the second one, so the first one seems more plausible. Maybe she was just as screwed up as he was. Which is highly unlikely, but maybe she's miserable like him. If so, she doesn't show it.
"Where are we walking to?"
"The whole point of walking, is to walk. Not decide on what your destination is going to be."
She looks over at him.
"Have you even seen this place at night? Practically, homeless people around every corner."
"What does that have to do with you wanting to know where we're going?"
"I don't want us walking somewhere, where we'll get mugged."
"Now you're suddenly being cautious?"
"When it comes to someone stealing my money? Yes."
"Oh, would you relax. You're not going to get robbed."
"That's what you think. But, Tyrone around the corner thinks differently."
He glances over at her, as they walk.
"That's stereotyping."
She states harshly.
He shrugs his shoulders.
"Those jeans tight enough?"
He asks in a rude manner, breaking the silence.
"Don't act like you don't like it."
"I wasn't complaining, just simply asking."
"If I can fit in them, then they're not too tight."
"I'm surprised you can even get them to fit over that ass of yours."
"You'd be surprised at some of the many things I can do."
She states, in a flirty way.
And, his eyes grow wider.