CHAPTER 8: JACK

I was pretty sure dating wasn't supposed to be this fucking hard. A simple yes or no answer would do. All this waiting was driving me up a damn wall. So why was I waiting outside her dorm block for her?

Because it was Wednesday, two days after our first “date” and two days before our second “date”. In which I would miss my own damn party for her.

The door opened, and Kayle stepped in front of me.

“Any reason you're stalkin' my dorm, Jack Cole?” She placed a hand on her hip and looked me over.

“Sandra around?”

“You could call and ask that, you know. Lurking outside girls' dorms isn't a good look for you.”

I clenched my teeth. “Just answer the fucking question, Kayle.”

“Yes.” She rolled her eyes. “She has class in half an hour.”

“Any chance you could call her down, like now?”

She sighed and pulled her cell out. She held a button and placed it to her ear. “You have a stalker down here.”

She hung up and stormed past me.

“Thanks, Kay!” I called after her and she flipped me off. Bitch.

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