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Aiden
October 6, 2006
10:00 a.m.
Dorm room
I awoke suddenly, cursing the damn fool who invented alarm clocks. Turning the demonic contraption off, I snuggled deeper into my warm, comfy bed.
12:15 p.m.
Dorm room
I awoke again, this time cursing the fool who invented cell phones. Though, they are damned useful. I fumbled for the beeping piece of technology and opened one bleary eye to see who was texting me at this un-Godly hour. Kate. Damn her.
dont 4get. tonite 530 :)
I threw my much abused phone somewhere on my bed. Closing my eyes, I tried to go back to sleep.
12:25 p.m.
Dorm room
No such luck.
Groaning, I kicked the blankets off, stretching gloriously in the process. I looked at my clock, sighed and walked to my closet. I stretched again, popping my back in a few places this time. Half-asleep still, I changed into a pair of jeans, threw my favorite black and white striped zip-up sweatshirt and grabbed my black Converse.
I ambled back to my bed and sat down, yawning widely. I laced up my shoes and searched my bed covers for my phone and found it near the foot of my bed. After grabbing my wallet and keys, I set out for the cafeteria.
12:45 p.m.
Cafeteria
After I entered the surprisingly empty building, I got in line for the sandwich station. I built myself a sandwich, and grabbed an apple and a bottle of water before paying the lady at the register.
I wandered a few feet away from the line and looked around, trying to find a familiar person to lunch with. From my left, I heard someone call my name. I jerked my head around and saw Mahoney waving at me from a table situated by the floor to ceiling windows. Smiling broadly, I went and joined her.
"How was the movie?" I asked as I sat.
"Hilarious," she laughed. "Afterwards, we went and partied with your roommate and her boyfriend. You should have been there. Reid got so high he thought everyone was speaking a different language. Then the boys got drunk and reenacted scenes from Coyote Ugly. They were scarily accurate reenactments."
I laughed, nearly choking on the bite of sandwich in my mouth. After swallowing, I replied. "That would have been something else. Are you and Tyler going to Nicky's tonight?"
Mahoney shook her head. "Ty and I have a date."
"Ooh la la," I teased.
She blushed in the way only redheads can: beet red. "But I will definitely see you tomorrow. The boys have a home meet."
"They do?" I asked. "I didn't know, but I will be there to cheer them on."
"Sweet deal," Mahoney said. "I've got to get going. I have errands to run in town. I'll see you later."
"Have fun tonight!" I yelled suggestively to her retreating form. She flipped me the bird behind her back. I laughed.
A few minutes later, I got up and dumped my tray. As I exited the building, I pulled my phone out of my sweatshirt pocket. Smiling, I hit the first speed dial. After four rings, someone answered.
"Hello?" they asked, a little breathless.
"Hello maman," I said, smiling wider.
"Aiden, cara! How are you? And why are you not in class?" my mother, Bianca—more affectionately known as Bee—asked.
I laughed. "We don't have classes today. It's a three day weekend."
My mother laughed. "After only one day of class you already have a vacation?"
"Guess I lucked out, huh?" I said, unlocking the door to the empty dorm room.
"Oh, cara, your father just came home. I'll have him pick up the extension. Oh, maldetto, I have paint absolutely everywhere," she muttered.
"See? I told you. The change of scenery and the 'sorrow of losing your precious daughter' wouldn't affect your painting," I teased.
Bee laughed. "Leo!" she called out to my father. "Leo! It's our baby. Pick up the other phone."
A moment later, my father's deep voice greeted me. "Bonjour, ma pêche."
"Allo papa," I responded.
"How are you?" he asked in his thick, French-Canadian accent.
"I'm fine. I've actually made a few friends."
"Already? Who are they?" my mother asked in her musical Italian accent. Leo chuckled at her enthusiasm.
I laughed and told them about Kate, Mahoney and Sarah. I also told them about Cass and the 'Sons of Ipswich'. Leo was particularly interested in the history surrounding them. I rolled my eyes good-naturedly. Go figure, the historian interested in history.
"Are you staying out of trouble?" my father inquired.
"Oh yes. A local gang recruited me, they make fast work here. Anyway, last night we vandalized some rival gang's hideout. We stole all their guns and crack. Then we picked up some hookers on the way home. It was a blast!" I said innocently.
Both of my parents laughed. If only there were another person overhearing this, I thought. They'd think we were insane. "I'm just kidding, daddy. You haven't even given me a chance to do anything frowned upon. Ask me later."
While I was talking to my parents, Cass came in. She looked like hell. When she saw me, she gave me a weak smile and wave.
"Hungover?" I mouthed.
Cass rolled her eyes heavenward in exaggeration and nodded. I laughed silently at her. She flipped me the bird, grabbed her shower bag, clean clothes and left for the showers.
I was still on the phone when Cass came back 20 minutes later looking more refreshed. My mother was telling me what her agent had said at her last gallery showing. Cass dropped her stuff by her bed and fell face first onto the covers.
I laughed silently again and glanced at my alarm clock. "Oh, I'm sorry. I have to get going. I'm supposed to go out with the girls and Sons and I still have to get ready."
"Oh, how wonderful!" Bee exclaimed. I shook my head. Why this woman worries I'll never make friends, I'll never know. "We will let you go so you can go ready yourself for a fun night."
"But not too much fun," warned my father. Typical overprotective father, I thought, thinks I'm still daddy's little girl.
"Dad, I'll be fine. And plus, there's no such thing as 'too much fun'," I joked. "Don't worry about me; I'm a big girl now. I love you both very, very much."
After we hung up, I stood up off my bed and stretched. I wandered to my closet, dressed quickly and then wandered into the half-bath to do my makeup. I scrunched my nose and stared at my reflection, wondering what to do with my hair.
Shaking my head in defeat, I left my hair alone. I spritzed myself with my favorite perfume, walked back into the room and found Cass on her bed, dressed to party.
"Damn. You look hot girl," she said when she saw me.
I laughed. "You too. David's going to have to keep on his toes tonight. He'll be fighting off hopeful guys left and right."
She laughed. "Where are you headed tonight?"
"Nicky's. I'm going with Sarah, Kate, their boyfriends and an extra."
"Have fun. And if you have company," she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. "Put your school necktie on the doorknob so I know to sleep with my iPod."
I laughed. "The same goes for you!" I yelled at her as she went into the bathroom. I heard her laugh as she shut the door.
((("Masquerade" lyrics)) my phone trilled. I glanced at the clock, saw it was 5:29 and answered without looking.
"Yes Kate, I'm ready."
She laughed. "Good, we're turning the corner by your room."
I opened the door and saw Kate and Sarah just a few doors down. I waved and hung up, leaving the door open as I walked back inside. I grabbed my black pea coat and went for my debit card when Sarah grabbed my arm.
"No. No money tonight. Tonight's on us," she said, smiling.
I rolled my eyes but put the card back. I grabbed my keys and locked up the room.