AN: sorry guys, my internet is down and I am sending this in from the library. I don't know how long until it comes back on. I don't think this is a major cliffhanger. We all can guess what is going to happen. See you when it comes back up!
"Alright! Spill!" came the dreaded words out of my roommates mouth.
"what do you mean spill?" I asked innocently, but apparently too innocently.
She glared. "You know exactly what I want you to spill. But I shall spell it out for you, so that there is absolutely no confusion whatsoever and no way of getting around telling me everything," she took a breath, "Who was the hottie? How did you meet him? What's his name? When'd you meet him? Where'd you meet him? What do you think of him...? For real Sarah! No backing out this time!"
I sighed, knowing that she would get it all out of me sooner or later and so, wondering why I bothered to try and hide anything from her, I 'spilled'. "Leslie, give me a little slack. I just met the guy today and still don't know a lot about him. Okay?"
She sighed, "alright, Sarah. I'll give you a minute in between questions to think about the answers. Good enough?"
I rolled my eyes. "It'll do... no, I didn't know him before he walked into English class this morning. Next question."
"What's his name?"
"His name is Jareth King. You would know this if you had just paid attention in class during attendance!" "Yeah, yeah, yeah. When and where you met him has already been answered soooo... what do you think of him?"
"..."
"Oh, come on, Sarah! What do you think of him? do you think he's cute? Do you think he's your type? Geez, Sarah! Isn't it obvious what I'm asking?"
"Okay. Okay. Yikes, Leslie! I get it, calm down." I took a deep breath and answered, "If you tell anyone this, I will personally slaughter you! Got it?"
She rolled her eyes and waved her hand dismissively, "yeah Sarah. I got it. When have I ever done that to you?"
"He is egotistical and self-centered, with nice handwriting and one of the smartest guys I have ever met. Happy?"
"No."
"..."
She smiled sweetly, steel hiding under the pure innocence of it, "What do you think of him, honey? In more than just a simple way! Do you like him?"
I sat down on the couch. Then I took a breath and thought about it, "I don't know, he seems like my typ-" I was immediately cut off by a squeal of delight. "HOWEVER!" I continued, "he's an ass. He threw me this," I held up the crystal, ignoring the words that went through my head as I saw it and her bewilderment, "and, when I tried to give it back, he told me, and I quote, 'keep it, luv. To remind you of me.' how egotistical is that?"
She just looked at me, "well I think it's actually kinda funny that he is teasing you... you need more of that in your life and I'd do it, but then you wouldn't let me near you for a month."
I glared at her and spun around, intending to go to my room to read.
"Wait right there, Missy! I haven't even started. I still need to know about what happened while I was gone." I winced, knowing it was going to come back worse next time, and made a dash for my door, locking it behind me.
AN: honestly guys, thanks for reading this. You have no idea what all the reviews do to my confidence.