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About 2 hours later I left the building and headed up to my dorm. I had a few hours until my next class so I wanted to catch up on some work so I didn't have to do that tonight. So I sat down in front of my computer and started working on an essay and a while later I checked the clock and noticed I was getting late for my next class and I quickly left.
When I left the dorms I hurried towards the classrooms and then wondered if I remembered to bring the right books. So I stopped and opened my bag to check, but unfortunately, some guy didn't see me stop so he bumped right in to me, my books flying all over the ground.
"Watch it will you?" I heard him yell as he quickly walked on. My God, how rude. I stood there for a minute, wanting to kick his ass, but I decided he was gonna have to wait cause I was going to be late. So I sighed, and leaned down to grab my stuff, all scattered over the floor.
"What a jerk." I suddenly heard a voice above me. I looked up and I froze. It was her, the angel, standing right in front of me.
She got on her knees and started gathering my stuff. I realised I had been staring at her for a little too long to be considered polite so I shook my head back to reality.
"Ehm, yeah. Stupid guy." I got out, trying to regain my composure, while I was really thinking of giving him a million dollars for bumping into me. It, after all, was the reason she was here right now.
When all my stuff was off the ground she got up and handed it to me.
"Thanks." I muttered.
"Oh, no biggie." she said with the most beautiful smile I had ever seen. I felt my heart melt that instant. "I hate it when people have no manners."
"Yeah, I know, me neither, it's so rude." I said. How can someone be so gorgeous? And how is it possible that I can still get complete sentences out of my mouth?
"Well, I better be off, I've got classes." she said with an apologetic smile. "You'll be alright?"
"Yeah, sure." I muttered shyly, trying to get my stuff back in my bag. Ask her out, you wuss! I told myself. But of course I never listen to me, so why now? So she turned and walked out of my life, for the second time in one day. Come on, Jess, say something! "Thanks again." I yelled after her. No, not that!
She turned her head. "You're welcome." and she floated away. Or I was floating, I'm not really sure. Man, I'm totally falling for this girl that I didn't know existed three hours ago. I could really use a cold shower right about now.
I shook my head to myself and took off.
***
Ok, what just happened? Katie girl, why did you just run out of there? I see this loser bump into this really sweet girl and you go help her with her stuff and you don't even have a proper conversation? What the hell is wrong with you? Hey, I chickened out, give me a break. Right. She was so sweet and I swear she was making eyes at me just now. She's so cute, now why couldn't I just talk to her? Or properly introduce myself. I don't even know her name. Ok, I really want to know this girl a whole lot better. How about I go back and ask her if she wants to do something tonight? Have a drink or something. Oh wait, I have to work tonight. Damn. How about tomorrow?
I stopped walking. I'm gonna go back and ask her. Why not? I turned around and rounded a corner, my eyes scanning the area. Where is she? I couldn't see her anymore, she was gone. Shit, she already left. I sighed and turned back, continuing to my class, hoping I got to see her again soon.
***
That night, I was sitting on my bed, going though some papers when I heard a knock on the door. Before I could answer the door flung open and Grace walked in.
"Jess, happy birthday!" she exclaimed, pulling me into a hug.
"Hey Grace, thanks." I said smiling. "So glad you could make it."
"Of course, now we're gonna have some fun tonight." She let go of me and flopped down on the bed. "Where's Michelle?" she wondered.
"She'll be here in a minute, she's picking up Susanna now." I explained.
"Ah, right. Oh, and this is for you." she said as she handed me something.
I took it from her and unwrapped it. There was a little box and when I opened it, I saw a cute silver bracelet with a subtle design. I loved it. "Ah Grace, this is beautiful." I exclaimed, giving her a big hug.
"You like it?" she asked with a shy smile.
"I love it. Thank you." I assured her. I quickly put in on my waist and admired the result. "I really do."
I smiled at her. Grace really is a nice girl. I didn't think so at first but I love her now. Ew, not like that, no! Are you crazy, she's my sister. Well, stepsister really. Her mother and my father got married when I was about 14, she was 16 at the time. I hated her at first, she was such a brat. She thought the same way about me. I hated living in the same house with her. I was so glad she finally left for College. But that's when we started to get closer really, we became really good friends after that. I guess we get along fine as long as we don't live in the same house. Well, I love her now, forget about the past, she's cool.
"So, is Michelle still all over that guy, what's his name, Scott?" she asked.
"Yeah, she still likes him, and he still doesn't know about her." I sighed. "Normally she likes someone and just goes straight for it but not this one. She's really shy when he's around, guess she really likes him."
"Well, maybe we should give them a hand then." Grace said with a grin.
"Oh no. No match-making." I said. "That never works out right."
"Whatever." Grace muttered. Her face cheered up. "How about you? You met your princess yet?"
"Ehm well," I said, my mind wandering off to my mystery girl with the face of an angel.
Grace immediately saw through me. "Busted! So tell me, what's her name?"
I looked at my sister. "That's the point. I don't know her name. I don't know anything about her." I said gloomy.
Grace frowned. "You don't? What do you do making out with girls when you don't even know their name?"
"Hey, I'm not a slut, nothing happened." I defended myself. Grace laughed at my sudden outburst.
"I don't really know her at all." I sighed. "I saw her this morning for the first time and later today this guy bumped into me and she helped me pick up my stuff."
"So you didn't ask for her name?" Grace wondered.
"Ehm no, I was like, totally dumbfounded. My head was in the clouds, I couldn't think straight. And then she left." I looked at my feet, mentally kicking myself for letting her walk.
Suddenly the door burst open and Michelle and Susanna walked in.
"Sup?" Michelle said cheerfully.
"Hey." Susanna said, walking over to me and giving me a hug. "Happy birthday." she smiled.
"Thanks." I said warmly. She handed me a package. I chuckled as I took it from her. Let me tell you, if there was an Olympic category for wrapping gifts, Susanna was definitely not going to win. I mean, an elephant could do a better job.
"What? Not good? So I'm not good at wrapping presents, I think I did a good job on this one." she exclaimed.
I laughed even harder. "Well yeah, if you wrapped it with your feet." Michelle said.
We all cracked up. When I got my laughter under control I unwrapped the gift. There were three different candles in it, all different fragrance. "Thank you." I told her, and placed them on my desk. Now Susanna is like the opposite of Michelle. Susanna is the quiet type, very sweet, usually thinks before she speaks and not the type to do anything weird, although she can sometime crack us up with just one word. We met her in one of the classes Michelle and I both took, when the three of us were doing an assignment together. It clicked instantly and we've been really good friends ever since. Grace has visited me a couple of times here and they all got along.
"So Grace, how have you been?" Michelle wondered as she sat down on her bed. "Are you over that guy yet? What's his name, Steve?"
"Ah, yeah, way over him. He's old news." Grace turned towards her. "Already got my eye on another one." she added. She then quickly turned towards me.
"Now what I'd like to know about is that mystery princess-with-no-name that Miss Jessie here bumped into this afternoon." she grinned at me, clearly indicating she hadn't heard enough yet.
Of course, this was news to Michelle as well, so she was on my case immediately.
"You bumped into her? When?" she demanded.
"I didn't bump into her, this idiot guy did, and she helped me with my stuff." I explained.
"So, are you gonna see her again?" she wondered, a devilish grin on her face, razing her eyebrows suggestively.
"No, I dunno, she just helped me pick up my books and she took off." I said, once again turning my attention to my feet.
"And you didn't ask for her name or number?" Susanna asked.
"Hey you guys, enough with the third degree. She was there all of a sudden, I was kinda flustered." I defended myself as I got up. "So are we gonna go out or what?"
Michelle was on her feet immediately. "Hell yeah, let's."
We all got up and headed out the door. We were walking through the hallway of our dorm, when Michelle came walking next to me. "Just so you know, the next time you see her, I'm gonna drag your ass over to her and make you talk." she said.
"Don't even think about it." I warned her. Oh dear.
***
About 2 hours later I left the building and headed up to my dorm. I had a few hours until my next class so I wanted to catch up on some work so I didn't have to do that tonight. So I sat down in front of my computer and started working on an essay and a while later I checked the clock and noticed I was getting late for my next class and I quickly left.
When I left the dorms I hurried towards the classrooms and then wondered if I remembered to bring the right books. So I stopped and opened my bag to check, but unfortunately, some guy didn't see me stop so he bumped right in to me, my books flying all over the ground.
"Watch it will you?" I heard him yell as he quickly walked on. My God, how rude. I stood there for a minute, wanting to kick his ass, but I decided he was gonna have to wait cause I was going to be late. So I sighed, and leaned down to grab my stuff, all scattered over the floor.
"What a jerk." I suddenly heard a voice above me. I looked up and I froze. It was her, the angel, standing right in front of me.
She got on her knees and started gathering my stuff. I realised I had been staring at her for a little too long to be considered polite so I shook my head back to reality.
"Ehm, yeah. Stupid guy." I got out, trying to regain my composure, while I was really thinking of giving him a million dollars for bumping into me. It, after all, was the reason she was here right now.
When all my stuff was off the ground she got up and handed it to me.
"Thanks." I muttered.
"Oh, no biggie." she said with the most beautiful smile I had ever seen. I felt my heart melt that instant. "I hate it when people have no manners."
"Yeah, I know, me neither, it's so rude." I said. How can someone be so gorgeous? And how is it possible that I can still get complete sentences out of my mouth?
"Well, I better be off, I've got classes." she said with an apologetic smile. "You'll be alright?"
"Yeah, sure." I muttered shyly, trying to get my stuff back in my bag. Ask her out, you wuss! I told myself. But of course I never listen to me, so why now? So she turned and walked out of my life, for the second time in one day. Come on, Jess, say something! "Thanks again." I yelled after her. No, not that!
She turned her head. "You're welcome." and she floated away. Or I was floating, I'm not really sure. Man, I'm totally falling for this girl that I didn't know existed three hours ago. I could really use a cold shower right about now.
I shook my head to myself and took off.
***
Ok, what just happened? Katie girl, why did you just run out of there? I see this loser bump into this really sweet girl and you go help her with her stuff and you don't even have a proper conversation? What the hell is wrong with you? Hey, I chickened out, give me a break. Right. She was so sweet and I swear she was making eyes at me just now. She's so cute, now why couldn't I just talk to her? Or properly introduce myself. I don't even know her name. Ok, I really want to know this girl a whole lot better. How about I go back and ask her if she wants to do something tonight? Have a drink or something. Oh wait, I have to work tonight. Damn. How about tomorrow?
I stopped walking. I'm gonna go back and ask her. Why not? I turned around and rounded a corner, my eyes scanning the area. Where is she? I couldn't see her anymore, she was gone. Shit, she already left. I sighed and turned back, continuing to my class, hoping I got to see her again soon.
***
That night, I was sitting on my bed, going though some papers when I heard a knock on the door. Before I could answer the door flung open and Grace walked in.
"Jess, happy birthday!" she exclaimed, pulling me into a hug.
"Hey Grace, thanks." I said smiling. "So glad you could make it."
"Of course, now we're gonna have some fun tonight." She let go of me and flopped down on the bed. "Where's Michelle?" she wondered.
"She'll be here in a minute, she's picking up Susanna now." I explained.
"Ah, right. Oh, and this is for you." she said as she handed me something.
I took it from her and unwrapped it. There was a little box and when I opened it, I saw a cute silver bracelet with a subtle design. I loved it. "Ah Grace, this is beautiful." I exclaimed, giving her a big hug.
"You like it?" she asked with a shy smile.
"I love it. Thank you." I assured her. I quickly put in on my waist and admired the result. "I really do."
I smiled at her. Grace really is a nice girl. I didn't think so at first but I love her now. Ew, not like that, no! Are you crazy, she's my sister. Well, stepsister really. Her mother and my father got married when I was about 14, she was 16 at the time. I hated her at first, she was such a brat. She thought the same way about me. I hated living in the same house with her. I was so glad she finally left for College. But that's when we started to get closer really, we became really good friends after that. I guess we get along fine as long as we don't live in the same house. Well, I love her now, forget about the past, she's cool.
"So, is Michelle still all over that guy, what's his name, Scott?" she asked.
"Yeah, she still likes him, and he still doesn't know about her." I sighed. "Normally she likes someone and just goes straight for it but not this one. She's really shy when he's around, guess she really likes him."
"Well, maybe we should give them a hand then." Grace said with a grin.
"Oh no. No match-making." I said. "That never works out right."
"Whatever." Grace muttered. Her face cheered up. "How about you? You met your princess yet?"
"Ehm well," I said, my mind wandering off to my mystery girl with the face of an angel.
Grace immediately saw through me. "Busted! So tell me, what's her name?"
I looked at my sister. "That's the point. I don't know her name. I don't know anything about her." I said gloomy.
Grace frowned. "You don't? What do you do making out with girls when you don't even know their name?"
"Hey, I'm not a slut, nothing happened." I defended myself. Grace laughed at my sudden outburst.
"I don't really know her at all." I sighed. "I saw her this morning for the first time and later today this guy bumped into me and she helped me pick up my stuff."
"So you didn't ask for her name?" Grace wondered.
"Ehm no, I was like, totally dumbfounded. My head was in the clouds, I couldn't think straight. And then she left." I looked at my feet, mentally kicking myself for letting her walk.
Suddenly the door burst open and Michelle and Susanna walked in.
"Sup?" Michelle said cheerfully.
"Hey." Susanna said, walking over to me and giving me a hug. "Happy birthday." she smiled.
"Thanks." I said warmly. She handed me a package. I chuckled as I took it from her. Let me tell you, if there was an Olympic category for wrapping gifts, Susanna was definitely not going to win. I mean, an elephant could do a better job.
"What? Not good? So I'm not good at wrapping presents, I think I did a good job on this one." she exclaimed.
I laughed even harder. "Well yeah, if you wrapped it with your feet." Michelle said.
We all cracked up. When I got my laughter under control I unwrapped the gift. There were three different candles in it, all different fragrance. "Thank you." I told her, and placed them on my desk. Now Susanna is like the opposite of Michelle. Susanna is the quiet type, very sweet, usually thinks before she speaks and not the type to do anything weird, although she can sometime crack us up with just one word. We met her in one of the classes Michelle and I both took, when the three of us were doing an assignment together. It clicked instantly and we've been really good friends ever since. Grace has visited me a couple of times here and they all got along.
"So Grace, how have you been?" Michelle wondered as she sat down on her bed. "Are you over that guy yet? What's his name, Steve?"
"Ah, yeah, way over him. He's old news." Grace turned towards her. "Already got my eye on another one." she added. She then quickly turned towards me.
"Now what I'd like to know about is that mystery princess-with-no-name that Miss Jessie here bumped into this afternoon." she grinned at me, clearly indicating she hadn't heard enough yet.
Of course, this was news to Michelle as well, so she was on my case immediately.
"You bumped into her? When?" she demanded.
"I didn't bump into her, this idiot guy did, and she helped me with my stuff." I explained.
"So, are you gonna see her again?" she wondered, a devilish grin on her face, razing her eyebrows suggestively.
"No, I dunno, she just helped me pick up my books and she took off." I said, once again turning my attention to my feet.
"And you didn't ask for her name or number?" Susanna asked.
"Hey you guys, enough with the third degree. She was there all of a sudden, I was kinda flustered." I defended myself as I got up. "So are we gonna go out or what?"
Michelle was on her feet immediately. "Hell yeah, let's."
We all got up and headed out the door. We were walking through the hallway of our dorm, when Michelle came walking next to me. "Just so you know, the next time you see her, I'm gonna drag your ass over to her and make you talk." she said.
"Don't even think about it." I warned her. Oh dear.