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Remy has tried to bring up a conversation, but I ignore him. I have no clue how long I sit there staring, entranced by the girl across the room that hasn’t even noticed me.
But Remy and I are definitely being noticed. Students are surrounding us, as others navigate closer.
Some can feel my energy and thankfully back away. Most of them have their eyes on me. Remy and I have about twenty to thirty college girls and maybe five college boys getting in our personal space. Not to mention, the tools they refer to as guards plastered in various spots around those they’re babysitting.
Fuck, I growl, bending my head down and making my way out of here. I’m pretty sure at least one of them can ID me, and figure out who I am. I’m done with my surveillance for now, I’m ready to go.
I nod to Remy as he shares a look of disappointment with me, “we need to get out of here.” I know he’d much rather sit here all day and take in the view.
I angrily leave the cafeteria, livid, trying to understand how a woman caused me to lose my shit, unable to focus anymore. I desperately need to stay away from her.
Chapter
Seven
Taylor
“Bitches will never know unless they take a Chance,” Chance states proudly, hitting off a joint before passing it over to the Eden.
“Oh my God,” I say laughing as I toss a pillow at him. Eden takes a huge hit as she holds it out, snagging the bottle of whiskey from me and then handing me the joint.
We’ve been trying to get ready for the first college party of the year. Since we’re seniors, we all need to go but we have been having way too much fun. Eden and the gays keep trying on clothes, trying to get Joss and me to try something on but that doesn’t work.
Chance walks around with a constant swagger. He has a small bottle of whiskey, so he keeps taking sips like if he were the queen of fucking England. I can’t stop laughing.
“Shit you guys, it’s almost 9 PM,” Pierce states, standing straight up pointing at his phone.
“Party time,” Eden shouts as her and the guys start dancing around in a train line in our small dorm room. Only small when this many people are in here.
Eden looks absolutely gorgeous and very fancy in her leather skirt and bustier paired with her sky high boots. The guys are in shirts and dark jeans. Even though it looks like they’re matching, they’re not, they both pull off their own flair. Joss, who has been my drinking buddy and my partner in crime, making fun of everyone else, happens to be in a very old jeans and old band T-shirt with her feet stuffed into UGGs.
I’m in a pair of leggings with three-inch sandals. I thought I’d never be able to walk in these things that Eden forced me to wear, but she took away my Birkenstocks. They are actually fairly comfortable, easy to navigate. A thick brown sweater that goes right down to my thighs but shows every curve, is on the top half of me. It’s very comfortable and cute.
I am totally lit tonight. Sometimes I go weeks without doing anything but then if the stress comes, usually dominating like a wrecking ball, that’s when the nightmares come and that’s when the weed and shots can be a lifesaver.
The nightmares I continuously get never make sense. I’m just desperately searching, looking for my parents. Before the end of the nightmare, I find them dead. It feels real, it happens over and over again, and I can’t make it stop.
My parents had me try sleeping pills when I was younger but they were horrible and they made me sick. Sometimes they would cause me to sleepwalk.
My parents, Tony and Tilly Quinn are freaking awesome. They know what I’m going through and if they ever catch me smoking or drinking, they never say anything. I don’t do this all the time.
My phone starts to buzz as I notice another text from my dad. I make a note to call him later, maybe I can find a private area but I don’t want to leave my friends right now. I’m having a shit ton of fun and I know that my father’s worried, he’s always worried.
He even stated he was worried in the text message.
Dad: please give me a call. It has been a while since we talked, worried.
Eden glances down at the phone and chuckles, knowing exactly what’s going on because she’s listened to him talk. She’s even tried to calm them both down several times.
Me: I’m fine dad, we’re going to a study group and maybe a party. I’m surrounded by a lot of people and friends. Love you.
I’ll call tomorrow, when I have more time to talk. I should’ve done this before. I feel bad but at least he doesn’t text back, so I know that it worked, he’s calm for now.
All of us are up and ready to start the trek over to the party. Pierce puts his hands on his hips and dramatically states he will never arrive early to a party. Everybody laughs and starts throwing shade.
“It’s time,” I swear that man screams in glee. “It’s 9:01 PM.” He grabs Chance’s hand and opens the door, yanking him into the hall.
“We’ve arrived bitches!” I look at him confused, we’ve arrived to the damn hallway. Which happens to be very full. Students are setting up tables and other shit like that. The hallway to our dorm rooms is wide, at least eight feet.
