Chapter Three

Chapter 3

The obnoxious ringing of my cell phone started to be heard all over the room. I took it from the small table next to my bed and put it to my ear still lying down with my eyes closed.

"Hello...”

" Samantha, it's eleven in the morning, are you still lying down? " My mother's voice made me jump up and out of bed.

"No,”

"I told you, just because you're no longer living under my roof doesn't mean you no longer obey my rules.”

I wanted to contradict her. Inform her that I'm 18 now and legally I can do whatever I want, but I was going to argue with her again and I'm really not in the mood to do that. According to her rules I should have woken up 4 hours ago.

"I know, mom. I'm sorry, I was up late getting my things settled in here and I was exhausted, " I heard her let out a big sigh as I rounded my eyes.

"It's okay, I don't want it to happen again.”

«If it does happen, you'll never know.»

"I'll know Samantha.”

«Damn, she's a witch.»

As I held my cell phone to my ear I went to the closet to find something to wear. "Tell me what happened with your stepfather's sister. Diego informed me that she didn't come home to meet you, but even so, he's glad you're at his house."

Yes, of course, he doesn't believe it himself.

"As soon as I got there she left and we didn't talk," I hear another sigh from her "It's not that big of a deal anyway, I didn't really feel like talking to her and you know it. She's not really my aunt, you know that?”

"Stop that ungrateful attitude, she's letting you stay in her house and you talking about her like that I don't like it, besides she's your aunt, " my mother's whining voice was already getting on my nerves, luckily, someone knocked on the door interrupting my mother's scolding.

"Mom, someone is knocking at the door, I have to go," I hung up without even letting her say goodbye. I'm not in the mood to argue or even talk to her.

I grabbed some jeans and a t-shirt from the closet and hurried to put them on. The noise at the door got louder.

"I'm coming!" I shouted, but the noise continued, this time faster and more constant, I was getting hysterical.

When I finished putting on my jeans I got up and walked quickly to the door." What?!”

"I see you wake up in a good mood in the morning," Nick sarcastically said.

I don't know what I would have preferred, to keep talking to my mother and listen to her nagging or to stand here watching Nick outside my door with his arms crossed and a face of few friends. I knew nothing good was coming.

"Exhilarated and even more so because I love listening to them knock on the door like a woodpecker," I crossed my arms as he did and lowered his gaze to my t-shirt. He lifted the corner of his lip and looked at me again.

"Besides waking up ecstatic do you also like to put your clothes on backwards in the mornings?" I looked at him confused and saw my t-shirt.

I had it on inside out. Nick was about to laugh. I turned around blushing and went into the closet. I felt heat rise in my cheeks and not because of embarrassment, but because the idiot had gotten on my nerves in just five minutes in my presence.

" What do you need, Nick?" I asked as I took off my shirt and pulled it on tightly.

"I don't need anything and I'm not here of my own free will.”

"How kind."

I looked for a moment at what Nick was wearing and was shocked. He has a white t-shirt that goes tight against his big torso and a jacket over it. He looked even cuter than yesterday and I have to admit the bad boy look doesn't look bad on him at all. I was never attracted to those things in guys, but Nick's physique matches him perfectly.

"Thanks. I'm glad to know you came to see how I woke up," I expressed coming out of the Closet.

"You look better this way, at least now you don't look like an idiot," he said referring to my shirt. I took a deep breath. He just wants to provoke me and I won't let him do it "Olivia told me to take you to University so you can take a look at it to get more familiar or whatever it is she said.”

"I'm not going with anyone who calls me an idiot," I sentenced showing her the door to leave. He didn't "I don't know who made you think that by disrespecting people, you are going to accomplish anything, now please leave.”

Nick shook his head and smiled, causing me to get goose bumps.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called you that, I'm just not used to people getting offended so easily" he says overhand "Do you accept that I teach you the university?”

"No, now go away please, I have to get ready," I grabbed the brush from the bedside table and started to brush when I heard the door close. I let out a big sigh of relief when the door opened again, this time I heard heels echoing on my bedroom floor.

"Why don't you want to go out with Nick?" Olivia asked suddenly, as if I had offended her, her house and her entire life.

A million excuses ran through my mind, like "your nephew is rude" or "I don't like obnoxious people," but I chose the one that would allow me to stay here. "I'd rather not go out today. I'm tired."

Olivia shook her head, closing her eyes tightly and putting her thumb and forefinger on the bridge of her nose, expressing exaggerated displeasure. "I thought you two were going to get along, as kids you were thick as thieves and now? I can't believe it."

I knew she was acting. I knew it was all theater to get him to agree. My mother did the same thing, that's why they got along so well.

"Okay, give me a minute I'll be right down" I indicated and she smiled beaming. She walked out of my room. I considered going downstairs and turning down her offer again, since she doesn't have the slightest interest in being with me, but the truth is that I want to get to know the university. Seeing her in pictures is not the same as seeing her in person.

I took a quick bath, brushed my teeth, got dressed and went to the living room. As I was walking down the stairs I could hear Nick talking on the phone.

"Yes I will," he whispered "Don't you know me?”

I made a noise with a step and he turned to look at me.

"I'll call you back," he warned and hung up “Are you in the habit of overhearing conversations that don't concern you?”

"No, I was coming down the stairs and I just heard you, it wasn't intentional," I didn't know what to say other than that, and it's not entirely untrue. Next time, before I go downstairs I'll send you a document letter, to see if you approve.

He ignored my joke and came dangerously close. "Did you hear something?" He asked in an accusing tone.

"No. Just that you said you would do something," Nick began to stare at me to see if he could find a hint of a lie in my eyes. I could tell he didn't because he turned around and grabbed his keys.

"Shall we go?" Nick walked out of the house and I followed him.

We arrived at a white convertible that was Griffined in front of Olivia's house.

"Is this your car?" I asked in surprise. It was beautiful.

"Yes, now stop drooling and get in," I glared at him and he smiled. I got in the car and slammed the door.

"Hey! Be careful,”

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," My innocent expression didn't convince him and he glared at me as I got into the car.

I touched

"Next time I won't let it pass," he assured as he started the car. I let out a chuckle.

"What are you going to do to me, throw me out of the car?”

He shrugged. "Maybe, I don't think you want to find out," Nick didn't look at me and kept looking straight ahead.

"I'm not afraid of you Nick," I affirmed.

"Well you should," I looked at him hoping he would laugh or something to show me he was just kidding, but he wouldn't even look at me.

I turned around facing the window, trying to ignore his comment. Was he serious? Does he want me to be afraid of him? Well actually his personality is scary, but for him to voluntarily want me to be afraid of him is idiotic.

"God, you are so cliché. Please try to make this trip as enjoyable as possible and let's keep it quiet," I asked confused.

"I'm just saying you should have it," I watched as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel. It was bothering him that I didn't want to hear it.

"Let's see, tell me bad boy, why?”

"Because I'm not a good person Samanta," He squeezed the steering wheel harder until his knuckles were white.

I closed my mouth and started playing with the ring on my index finger. I didn't want to continue this pointless conversation.

The next ten minutes of driving neither of us said anything. From a distance I could see a giant building with a red flag on top of it with the letter L in the center. I knew it was my college and I couldn't help but smile.

When Nick stopped the car in front of the college, I got out of it and hurried to be closer to the building. It was beautiful.

I crossed the entrance to the campus and couldn't help but feel small. These brick buildings and acres of fields were gigantic.

This university was nothing like I had seen in pictures online. Seeing it here, in person was even better. The pictures on the web were nothing compared to this.

I continued on my way until I reached the gates of the university and peeked inside a bit. It was also extremely amazing outside as well as inside.

"What are you guys doing here?" a man bellowed. His voice made me startle and give a little jump. He was a stout man, very tall and had a uniform on. I could tell he was the campus caretaker.

"I'm sorry. I thought we could come in to see the campus," I pointed at Nick and saw him crack up laughing. I looked at him angrily. Didn't he realize we could get arrested?

"How about Griffin?" Nick asked the man.

"Nick you know you can't just walk in here whenever you please. You're going to get me in trouble boy," pleaded the caretaker to Nick as he rubbed his forehead.

"I don't want to get you in trouble Griffin, I just wanted to show my little stepsister around. It's going to be her first year here," Nick informed him as he put his arm around my shoulder.

"Fine, but please, can you leave now? I'd appreciate it, I don't need to be dismissed," The man stiffened and Nick nodded his head.

"We're leaving," Nick still with his arm on my shoulder walked past Griffin and patted him on the back. I'll see you around Griffin.

Nick held me until we got to the car. He let go of me and headed to the driver's side.

Although the visit was brief it was more than I expected. I thought if Nick and I were together for more than ten minutes, one would end up killing the other.

We didn't say anything to each other the whole ride and when we got to the house, he threw the keys on the little table by the door and ran to his room, I heard him close the door a little...too loud. I sat on the couch dropping all my worries with me.

It wasn't that bad.

But still, I was an idiot.