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What in the actual hell is going on?
I’ll buy you a new dress and even throw in a spa day…
I shake my head and walk to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of water before I crawl under the covers.
But sleep doesn’t come easy. Instead, I stare at the wall and wonder how the boy I’ve crushed on since freshman year finally noticed me, in our last year here together.
No one knows about my crush. Not even Lennox or Maia, my two closest friends and roommates. It’s easy to say no one around here interests me, especially when I act like I can’t stand him.
Which is partially true. He is an annoying jerk who can be a real asshole- jeez, when I think of him like that it leaves me questioning my crush on him. But you can’t help who you feel attracted to.
Never have I expected anything to come of it, and soon we’ll all be going off in different directions after graduation. My crush will disappear after a while and my adult life will begin.
Won’t stop your mother nagging you.
Ugh. Her texts are almost every day now.
When are you going to bring a nice boy home for us to meet?
Go on any dates lately, Ev?
You should be focused on finding a husband along with starting a career. You don’t want to be thirty and alone, do you?
Mixed in with the questions, she sends me dating profile links. She took it upon herself to create a profile for me and happily sends me the login information, along with all of the matches she wants me to date.
It’s unreal.
As I finally drift off to sleep, a spark of excitement ignites inside my stomach and swirls through me. But I push it way down because it won’t do me any good.
There’s nothing to be excited about.
The shrill sound of my alarm rips my eyes open the next morning and I hit snooze and squeeze them back shut. Just a few more minutes of rest.
Clinicals.
Shit! I throw my warm blanket off and sit up. It takes all of my energy just to stand up and I shuffle to the bathroom in desperate need of a hot shower.
Whoever decided clinicals needed to start at six in the morning should be fired. Five am wake up call sucks ass. I feel like I just shut my eyes.
I pee and strip off my clothes before stepping under the freezing water, the cold temperature jolting me awake. Five seconds is long enough for that torture and I turn the temp up slowly until it’s hot.
After I finish getting ready and packing my backpack, with my scrubs and clogs on and my long brunette hair pulled back into a bun, I make myself something to eat and pack a quick lunch and a mid-morning snack.
I’m out the door a few minutes later, the hallway quiet and empty at five thirty in the morning. I push open the heavy metal door to the stairs and hear a loud thud. Damn it. This door always swings open too fast and hits the wall—
“Ouch! Fuck!”
The voice startles me from my thoughts. Oh no.
The thud sound wasn’t the wall. It was a person.
Landon, to be exact.
“Oh my God, are you okay?” I look up at him as he stands there, one hand rubs his forehead while the other holds his surfboard.
That’s when I notice he’s in a tight fitting wet suit, my eyes dragging over his long torso and the six pack I imagine hiding underneath.
“I should ask you the same thing considering how hard you’re eye fucking me right now.”
