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“Are you going to tell me what really happened?” Layla begs while linking her arm in mine. “Come on, we shared so much, how do I not know about Nick Miller?”
We were roommates. We knew about every guy that walked in and out of that room.
“Ok fine! It was a week before we left and it was a one night little thing. Nothing going on now.” I finally give in, knowing she won’t let it just die out.
“Didn’t seem likenothingto me.” Layla shrugs. “Seemed like he’s still into you.”
“No! No, let’s not make it a thing where we analyzeNick Miller’smotives.” I say his name in a hushed voice. “He’s known for being a player on and off the ice. It was one night, and let’s leave it at that. We didn’t even exchange numbers.”
Nick has a very clear reputation around campus. I really don’t want to be one of those girls who swoon after him or hang on his arm trying to get his attention.
“Oh alright, I won’t mention it again. I haven’t seen Dale since last spring. We talked on and off during the summer, but I don’t think we’ll be seeing each other again.” Layla scrunches up her face. “It’s a shame, I really liked him. But it’s college and we live in different states.”
“I’m sorry Layla. I know you liked him.” I rub her arm with encouragement.
Like is an understatement. They started dating and it was all she talked about. We’d be up all hours of the night having girl talk about Dale and how he was the perfect match for her.
One time I caught her writing Mrs. Dale Avery all over her notebook.
She had it bad for him.
“We’ll see if he calls or texts me. It’s only been one day back.” Layla lets go of my arm, and just like that she is her bubbly cheery self again, masking any sadness or doubts she’s feeling. “I’ll see you later!” She yells out bouncing down the street to her house.
I look up at my new quiet Victorian style home and take a deep breath.
This year is going to be great and I’m not going to let one run-in with Nick Miller change that.
I am determined to break out of my quiet awkward shell and become the journalist I know I can be.
This is my year.
Chapter 3
Nick
Hockey.
That is my focus this year. Not girls, just hockey.
That was until I saw Lenny’s ass sticking up in the air through the aerobics window at my gym.
Yes, I still remember that ass.
She was the first girl that didn’t want to just swoon over me as I ate without touching her food. I like that she wasn’t afraid to eat in front of me. I hate those girls that become anorexic as soon as you ask them to get food.
I also liked that she was easy to talk to and laugh with. She did most of the talking that night, but listening to her jump from one topic to another without asking me about the playoffs or what’s next was a good break.
I was so tired of everyone wanting to talk about the game that I lost for us. I didn’t want to think about it anymore. But now, it’s a new semester and a new season. All can be forgotten.
Not Lenny. I can’t forget about her even if I tried.
One night with Lenny and I could see that she’s funny, passionate, and just real.
She’s the first girl to make me laugh that isn’t related to me.
Seriously, it’s like every girl I talk to is afraid to be themselves around me. It felt nice to just be around someone real for a few hours.
I wasn’t going to go up to her, but she looked too good not to. Her legs and ass and the peek of skin I saw when her shirt lifted up looks like she’s been working out all summer. Not that she needed to, but a little fitness and toning are always good. I admire anyone who likes to stay fit and healthy even over a lazy summer break.
