I head back to my room and take out my phone to text Damian.
Sophie: My friends and I are taking a break from the show. You want to do something?
Damian: Sure, like what?
Sophie: Watch another one of my favorite romance movies and convert you into a romance lover?
Damian: You’re making hanging out with you sound less and less appealing.
Sophie: You’re breaking my heart here.
A few seconds pass before he responds.
Damian: Okay. We can watch one of your romance movies. Where?
Sophie: You want to come to my room?
Damian: The dorm? That doesn’t sound appealing either. Hmm…do you want to come to my apartment?
Sophie: Really? Would your mom be upset, though?
Damian: She won’t be home until later tonight. She’s attending a charity event.
Sophie: That does sound tempting. I’ve always been curious about the apartments on campus. Are they super luxurious?
I only saw a glimpse when I stopped by to tell him about that jerk Axel.
Damian: Come over and I’ll give you the grand tour.
Sophie: Okay. Be there soon.
After dropping my phone on my bed, I check my reflection in the mirror to see the status of my appearance. My outfit, which is a pink shirt and white pants, looks fine, but my hair appears as though it went through a storm. I quickly run a brush through it and then grab my jacket and make my way out of the dorm.
The apartments aren’t that far from the dorms, so I make it to Damian’s in only a few minutes. I immediately notice the guard standing out in front. Shoot, is he going to let a student just waltz in?
I take out my phone and shoot Damian a text.
Sophie: The guard is outside. How do I get past him?
Damian: I’m allowed to have friends over.
Sophie: Even if your mom is not home?
Damian: You plan on doing something bad, little rebel?
My cheeks flame.
Sophie: No! Of course not! I just don’t want to get in trouble.
Damian: I know. I’m just teasing you.
Sophie: Yeah, because you love teasing me.
Damian: I sure do. Okay, I’m coming out.
Thirty seconds later, the door to the apartment opens and Damian peeks his head out. He motions for me to come over. I do, glancing at the guard who watches us carefully. But he doesn’t say anything.
Damian closes the door behind me and gestures toward the inside of the apartment. “Want the grand tour now?”
