It's has been a long time, I feel like I'm neglecting this fic. But I don't mean to 'cause I love it so much and I'm trying now to get back into the swing of things. I'm a junior and this year will either make or break my future, so sorry in advance.

Listening to:

Wow I can get sexual too by Say Anything

Don't you think I'm hot by Jennifer Tisdale

Chapter 7

Dilara walked dreamily into her dorm room. Happy anniversary indeed. After a magnificent Lunch/Afternoon/Dinner date with Tyler, it felt as if nothing could bring her down.

Except maybe Natasha sitting on her bed looking extremely pissed off.

"Where have you been all day?" Natasha asked icily.

"Um, I was out with Tyler all day." Dilara said puzzled. When did Natasha become so hostile? "Is that a problem?"

"No, not at all. Especially when the Provost comes looking for you, expecting you to be here since curfew is 11:30 for upperclassmen.

But you weren't here were you? And what time is it now? Would you look at that it's 2:11 am. Wow. You're lucky I covered for you."

"Why would the Provost be looking for me on the weekend?" She paused in thought. "And what is your deal?"

"I don't know why he was looking for you. But my deal is you!" Natasha nearly shrieked.

"Excuse me?! What have I ever done to you?" Dilara asked, her agape with disbelief.

"Everything! You think you can just waltz into this school and get anything you want, don't you?"

"What are you talking about you psycho?"

"Tyler Simms."

"What about him?"

"He was supposed to be mine this year." Natasha choked up, seemingly on the verge of tears. "Then you came along and ruined that."

"Are you seriously blaming me for that?" she heaved a great sigh. "Natasha...Tyler and I have been dating since the fourth grade."

"What?" Natasha looked shocked. Dilara chuckled and sat down next to her on the bed.

"It's true. 7 great years."

"But you told me that you were from Turkey."

"I am. I was born there. Raised here. Moved back when I was twelve." Natasha stared at her incredulously, and they both laughed. "It's complicated I know."

"I'm sorry." Natasha avoided her gaze.

"Don't worry, I'm not mad." Natasha gave her a 'yeah right' look. "Okay maybe a little ticked. But you can't help who you like."

Natasha shrugged and nodded.

"But if this roommate situation is going to work out, you're gonna have to stop crushing on my boyfriend."

"You know, it's not really a crush. Not anymore anyway. It was more of a wanting what you can't have kinda thing."

"I don't follow." Dilara shook her head.

"Well before you got here Tyler was like the most desirable attainable guy. Every girl pretty much wants him even if they don't say it. He's on the swim team, he's smart, and nice to everybody- not to mention hot."

"Yes these things I know." Dilara laughed.

"But he wouldn't date anybody, not even a hookup, and no one knew why. 'Til last night that is. And well, everybody wants what they can't have."

"Wow. I never knew Ty was so wanted."

"This is Spenser. The Sons of Ipswich rule supreme."

"Good to know." Dilara laughed.

They both got ready for bed in relative silence. Once they had both settled themselves underneath the blankets Dilara asked the question that had been nagging at her since she walked in the room.

"Hey what did you tell the Provost when he asked for me?"

"I told him you plagued with female problems."

Dilara laughed. "Are you serious? That problem had him running out of here."

"Faster than the roadrunner."

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Monday Morning

Dilara walked into her 4th period World Literature class, steadfastly avoiding the stares she was receiving and the loud murmur of whispering throughout the classroom.

She looked up to see Kate and Sarah waving her towards the empty next to Kate. She walked briskly to it.

"Hey guys what's up?" She asked quietly as she sat down.

"Nothing much. But what about you, how was the anniversary?"

"It was great. We spent the whole day together in town." She smiled.

The girls continued to chat- mostly Sarah and Kate asking Dilara questions about her and Tyler- until their teacher assigned a reading assignment. And then came the big guns.

"So the question of the hour is..." Kate paused for about 20 seconds, "How is Tyler in the sack."

"Um...uh, that's a pretty personal question."

"You can tell us. Mums the word." Sarah grinned.

"Fine, Ty is very-"

"Ladies this is a classroom not a sorority house, if what to spend the period chattering you can do so in the Provost's office." Their professor roared. The girls immediately silenced themselves. "Thank you. Back to your work."

"You've got to tell us at lunch." Kate whispered.

"You got it." Dilara nodded.

"We're holding you to that." Sarah added.

Sarah and Kate returned, or er started, their classwork. While Dilara pondered what Tyler would think of her telling some girls she just met how good he is in bed.

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Not any Tyler/Dilara action in this chapter. I'm kinda disappointed.

Read review por favor.

Lola.