Chapter 7: Bight Fights && Window Watchings
Author's Note:: Alright so I KNOW that there are some flaws in the logic here. I also don't care.
What Happened Last
Junia glanced at the caller I.D. You-Know-Who. Amanda. She had a choice. Take this call, be yelled at now, and leave her friends to appease Amanda, or ignore this call, stay with her friends, and have hell to deal with later. She silenced her phone.
October 26th, 2006 (in the AM)
At 12:07 Junia walked up to her dorm. Outside of her door, she paused before finally summed up the courage to go in. Amanda burst out of the bathroom door absolutely enraged. "Where the hell were you?" she demanded.
"I'm sorry I forgot to check in." Junia said, throwing her purse onto her desk chair.
"I called you like fourteen times! I was locked out of the room. I had to wander all over looking for someone to open it for me. Finally I just sat outside of the door waiting for them to come around and make sure that everyone was in their rooms. I covered for you, but don't expect me to do it again."
"Don't worry, I won't." Junia said. She was already exhausted and just didn't feel like dealing with Amanda."But, why didn't you just go to Kira's room?"
"Why didn't I just go to Kira's room?" Amanda repeated. "Do you think I'm stupid?"
Junia refrained from answering.
"I would have been with Kira if she wasn't with Aaron." Amanda snapped.
"And so you couldn't have been with Bordy?" Junia opened her dresser drawer and pulled out some pajamas.
"We're on a break. I told you that two days ago."
"I apologize for being unable to retain every detail of your social life." They were off and on so much Junia had the worst time keeping up with Amanda's relationship status.
"You're my roommate. You were supposed to be here. Where were you anyway?"
"I was actually out with friends if you must know." Junia said walking into the bathroom with pajamas.
"Friends? What friends? You don't have any friends! Nobody would want to be friends with you."
"You sound like a fourth grader, Amanda." Junia called through the door. The words still stung a little..
"Well, it's the truth. Tell me Junia who are these imaginary friends of yours? Jane Doe and Mary Smith?"
"Kate Tunney and Sarah Wenham actually." Junia said coming out of the bathroom , keeping her voice calm and even in stark contrast to Amanda's.
"Why would you want to be friends with sluts like them?" Amanda charged turning, with her arms crossed to follow Junia's every movement.
"Because it's better than being friends with a slut like you." Junia shouted back, climbing into her bed. She had surprised herself with the outburst, but refused to take it back. "Now, goodnight."
"Good night, bitch!" Amanda screamed getting into her bed and attempting to turn off the light. However, in her rage she was unable to completely hit the switch down, and instead just kept hitting the wall. The people on the other side pounded back. "SHUT UP!" Amanda screamed into the wall before using her thumb and index finger to firmly grab the switch and shut it off. Junia would have laughed if she didn't appreciate the silence so much.
October 26th, 2006 (in the PM)
Junia rode her bike down the street on her way to work. Amanda hadn't talked to her at all in the morning, not that Junia had been too upset. In fact, Junia always found the silence treatment to be one of the most bearable forms of "punishment." Then again, she didn't trust that Amanda going to let her by with just a silent treatment. That girl did terrible things to other people under the guise of "just having a bit of fun". Junia hadn't intended to make Amanda an enemy, she just hadn't been thinking. But last night at Nicky's, she had finally been reassured in her negative feelings towards Amanda, and that standing up for herself and lashing out may actually be the right thing to do. Just as she was thinking it, Junia passed Nicky's. It was 2 P.M. and there was already some cars in the parking lot. Something pulled her towards the window. Junia rode her bike in the lot and parked it, walking up to the window. There were certainly people in there, but she could see into the pool tables area from where she stood. She stood in the window watching a boy in a dark blue ski cap, make a shot and sink the 4 ball. He looked up, to the window and right at her. It was Reid.
Junia stood still, frozen to the window. All she could do was look at him, under her hand which was shielding her eyes from the sun. He kept his gaze locked on hers, as intense as when he had first stared at her in class. Junia dropped her hand and started to walk back to her bicycle still looking at the window. Should she go in? Should she wait and see if he followed her. That was stupid, why would he? Why did she care what he did anyway? It's not like she knew Reid. He didn't even know her name. Unless he asked about her. But still, one action of good will was not enough to assume that he had any sort of interest in her. Despite what Kira said. Anyway, she had to get to work. She couldn't be late only a week in. Junia slowed her pace and turned her head. Standing in front of the door at Nicky's, Reid was looking after her. Junia turned her head back around quickly and looked at her feet as she walked quickly to her bike. Her stomach had tightened up in anticipation. She had almost made it to her bike before she turned around and walked back to the sidewalk. Reid was gone. Disappointed, (and feeling silly for it) Junia turned back around and walked to her bike. It was for the best anyway. She hadn't planned anything to say, he might not have even come out because of her. Maybe it was a very awkward situation avoided. Junia slowly mounted her bike and pulled out.