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“Do you even know what I’m doing?”
His eyes fell to my desk. “Studying? Or plotting out your course around campus?”
Well. “What if I told you neither?”
He snickered. “I wouldn't believe you one bit. You’re one of those girls. I can already tell.”
“One of those girls? What does that mean?”
He shrugged. “The kind of girls that have already cracked open their books and smelled them.”
“What’s wrong with something like that? Maybe people like the way a fresh book smells.”
He chuckled. “Exactly. You’re one of those girls.”
“And I’d like to know exactly what that means, and why it’s such a bad thing.”
He stood up. “Oh, you know. The goody two shoes. Always getting As. Figures she’d disappoint Daddy with a B. A Daddy’s girl, you know? Gotta cross her T’s and dot her I’s. Hell, I bet you dot I’s with a little heart, don’t you sweetheart?”
I stood up quickly. “Get out.”
“Hold on, I’m almost done.”
I strode toward him. “I said get out of my dorm room. Now.”
I heard the doorknob turning and the guy in front of me lunged. For the door, that is. He slammed his shoulder against it, holding it closed as the person on the other end fought against it. Holy mackerel, I was trapped with a crazy man. A lanky, disheveled, crazy man with a bike.
“I’m serious. I want you out,” I said.
I heard Hannah’s voice. “Hey! Let me in! The hell are you doing?”
The guy in the leather coat paused. “Who’s that?”
I glared at him. “My roommate. Let her in and see yourself out.”
The guy opened the door and Hannah’s face fell. I looked over at her and she peered at me, not wanting to fully take her eyes off the guy. I knew she recognized him. That leather coat and those black jeans. She furrowed her brow slowly before coming into the room, then gripped him by his coat.
“Hey. Wai--what are you--?”
Hannah looked at me. “Any point to him?”
I shook my head. “He said he’s hiding from someone. He let himself in and hasn’t left yet.”
The boy growled. “Let go of me.”
Hannah shrugged. “Suit yourself. Go hide somewhere else.”
She shoved him out the door and he stumbled into the wall across the hallway. He whipped around with wide, shocked eyes, and I wiggled my fingertips at him. Hannah giggled as she slammed the door closed, then flipped the lock for good measure.
“See? That’s what happens when you study unnecessarily and don’t pay attention to a damn thing I ask you to do.”
I blinked. “Really? You’re doing that right now?”
She grinned. “Really, really. Now that we’re done with that loser, ready for the details of this party?”
“I’m not going to any party if it’s not good enough to go as myself.”
“Girl, I’m not dressing you up in my clothes. You’re going in yours. You just have such reserved clothing. I mean, look at you! It’s August, and you’re wearing jeans and a long-sleeved shirt. Aren’t you hot?”
