Outta My Head

Chapter Two

Ain't no doubt about it
I can't live without it
Tried to forget you
But I can't get you outta my head
Just when I think you're gone
You come back and turn it on
And just like a simple song
I Can't get you outta my head

Outta My Head - Daughtry

Here's the second chapter. Let me know what you think about it. I love reviews :)

Eight AMs were not Hannah's favorite thing in the world. Monday eight AMs were the absolute worst. Friday she could deal with, but Monday was like a death sentence. Thank God for the Starbucks across the street from her dorm room. If Hannah didn't have her morning hot chocolate, it would have been a really bad day. The only good thing about the morning class was that it was math related. Something she that didn't take up much of her brain power.

"You look happy this morning, Hannah," Lexi chuckled as her friend took the empty seat next to her, Poor girl. She was drenched from head to toe. "Did you not have an umbrella today?"

"It broke," Hannah pulled her laptop out from her bag while finishing the rest of her beverage. "This day is not going the way I wanted it to."

"Cheer up; it's supposed to clear up later today. Maybe if you got coffee in the morning like normal people, you would be happier. You'd be your normal, bubbly self," Lexi joked.

"You know that I hate coffee," Hannah stated. "It has too much caffeine and the taste is horrible."

"That's why you add all the extra stuff to get it to taste better."

"Let's not talk about my drinking preferences. It's irrelevant now," she turned towards the front of the classroom where Professor Kindlenn stood writing on the board.

"You need to get yourself a guy, Hanns," Lexi whispered. "That would make you unwind a bit."

"Shh," she mumbled. "We'll talk about this later."

However, Hannah had a mini panic attack when Lexi mentioned a boyfriend. It had been a tad embarrassing for Hannah, but ever since Friday night, the blond boy, Reid, had been on her mind. It was an odd feeling at first. She hadn't had a boy on her mind since sophomore year which ended in disaster. Hannah was lucky to have Lexi with her back then. That guy was bad news.

"Hannah, um….Hannah?" Lexi poked at her shoulder. "Hannah, are you there?"

"Hmm, what?" Hannah turned, only to find that they were the only two people in the room. Had she really been daydreaming the entire class period? Embarrassing! "Damn, I missed everything didn't I?"

"Yup," Lexi nodded. She was confused; Hannah never pulled a stunt like that. Not since Tanner anyway. Oh God, it wasn't another guy was it? Lexi would need to get down to the bottom of it. Some sleuthing would need to be involved. "Don't worry, it wasn't much. You Okay? Something on your mind? Care to share?"

"Nothing really," Hannah gathered her belongings. "If anything does. I'll let you know. I have to go. I'm gonna be late."

"Of course you are," Lexi muttered. "Let's just see what the big deal is." She pulled out her iPhone and brought up her contacts. Something smelled fishy.

Reid Garwin was happy not to have any morning classes. Unless 11:30 counted as a morning class. Either way, he loved that he could sleep in. As an added bonus, he didn't have to swim until Wednesday. The week was starting out quite promising. He was just about to enter the classroom building when a small body collided into him. Textbooks flew everywhere. Both he and the other body hit the ground. At least he didn't land in the rain puddle. Reid, however, couldn't say that for the other student.

"God, I'm so sorry," that oh-so familiar voice spoke. "I should have paid attention to where I was going."

"Don't worry about it," Reid grabbed the book closest to him and got to his feet. "Here."

"Thanks," his brown-eyed girl looked up and froze. "Um, Reid right?"

"That's me," they exchanged texts. "If you don't mind me asking; where were you going in such a hurry? Surely a woman like you wouldn't have two early classes on a Monday."

"No, thank goodness," she laughed. "I actually have a former engagement to get to, and then I have another class at two and dance at six."

"Wow, busy," Reid whistled.

"Like you wouldn't believe."

"Don't let me hold you up."

"Thank you, Reid. I'll see you later," something jolted inside him. She would see him later? That meant she wanted to see him again right? Nothing could screw up this day. Except possibly failing an exam if he didn't get to class in the next five minutes.

"Shit," he bolted across the lawn to the computer building. "Who gives an exam on the first day anyway?"

"Talking to yourself, Garwin?" Kirby laughed. Meeting up with the blond at the door. "First sign of insanity you know."

"Shove off, man," Reid hurried up the stairs to the classroom. When they sat down, Professor Newmann entered the room.

"Oh, not too friendly this morning," Kirby laughed again. "Having a bad day?"

"No actually. Up until now, I was having a really great day. Thanks for asking."

"That's why I'm here."

Newmann went to the front of the room, and began to explain the exam. They were to create a rough draft for a video game with the theme hidden inside the envelopes opposite their computers. Something that Reid could now do in his sleep. It also made it easier that he got warfare as his theme. The only downside was that it had to be something original, something never done before. A bit tricky, considering that there were so many first-player games with military ideas. What to do? What to do? Reid grinned at the screen when I idea popped into his head. It was never done before that was certain. Thankfully, the Prof never said they had to do anything specific with the word. This was going to be awesome!

"Hands off your mouses!" Professor Newmann exclaimed at specifically twelve o' clock. "Leave your work on your desktops and you are dismissed. Your grades will be given back to you on Wednesday."

There was a shuffling of personal belongings then the students exited in a stampede. Many groans and complains about the task they had just endured were spreading throughout them. Reid couldn't wrap his head around how easy the test was. It was easier than high school.

"I think Newmann was biased!" Kirby stated, as both men started towards the cafeteria. "I knew he hated me! I knew it!"

"Why?"

"Because he gave me preschool education!" Kirby shouted. "What the hell was I supposed to do for that?"

"Well-"

"Don't answer the question, Garwin!" Kirby fumed. "You're his favorite student. What did you get? Zombie apocalypse?"

"Warfare."

"Of course you did," Kirby grumbled, after the blond to the burger bar. "So, what do you think coach will make us do on Wednesday? I hope he cools it down a bit. We go up against Brown in a week. I don't think we need to worry about them that much."

"I still can't feel my shoulders after last swim," Reid answered loading his burger up with everything available. "Maybe he'll cancel. That would be great."

"Like coach would cancel swim practice." Kirby caught glimpse of the others.

"I heard that you had a little run-in with Hannah this morning, Garwin," Devon shoved a handful of French fries into his mouth. "How did it go?"

"How do you know about that?" Reid questioned.

"I have spies everywhere, Garwin. I've told you so many times already," he answered. "And she's one of my very best friends. Can't forget about that."

"Oh," Reid thought aloud. "Well, it was very brief. She was in a hurry."

"Must have been going to check on her mom," Devon said. "Whenever she has free time she goes and makes sure Emily's all right."

"What's wrong with her mom?" Reid asked.

"She was diagnosed with cancer when we were 18."