Chapter 6 (late for class)

I woke up with the sun rays streaming through my room window. I blink rapidly and use my hand to cover my eyes from the brilliance of the sun.

My head ached badly, I couldn't fully remember how I got here. All I could remember was that I was with someone last night and the person drove me here.

Or was it a dream?

No, it felt too real to be a dream.

Who was I with?

Justin Lemon, yes I was with Justin, the hot guy with a Spanish accent that has the name of a fruit.

"Justin!" I shouted and looked around hoping that he was there. Then I noticed a piece of neatly folded paper tucked by the side of my bed. I hurriedly picked the paper up, I knew there was an important message in the paper.

I unfolded the paper. Just as I thought it was an important message-it was a note from Justin!

It reads:

I'm sorry I didn't say goodbye before I left. You were so fast asleep that I didn't want to disrupt your sleep. See ya later, my sleeping mi Belle.

~Justin.

I couldn't remember falling asleep in his car but the thought of him bringing me over to my room made me blush a little. He even dropped a note, he was such a gentleman.

I smiled as I looked at the note, then I remembered...

Emily!

I haven't seen her since I left the party. She is going to scold life out of me, for leaving her at the party.

I looked for my phone, I didn't know where exactly it was, so I searched random places for it. I'm not good at keeping things. I later found the phone beside me on my bed. I spent a whole fifteen minutes searching for it and it had been beside me all this while.

I was such a screw head.

I quickly dialled Emily's number, my hands were shaky as I dialled her number.

She wasn't picking up her call and I tried again. I decided that if she didn't pick up now I would have to call her later. She picked at the third ring, thank goodness.

I took in a deep breath. I knew what was forthcoming, this wasn't the first time this was happening, but I'm certain that I'd need to see an otolaryngologist after this phone call.

"Cruise!!" She shouted into the phone and I shuddered. I became deaf for a few seconds after she screamed. Well, this was just the beginning, the journey of me becoming deaf had just started. "Where did you go last night?" Just as I thought she asked. Right now my thoughts were scrambled, I was clueless about what to reply to her.

If I told her that I was with a guy- a handsome one for that matter--and left with him, she might not be happy about it, she might cleave my head into two, first, she'd make me dead with her screaming. So I ought not to tell her.

"I was ehm-ehm I got sick so I came back to my apartment." I was such a terrible liar, I found it so difficult to tell lies, only in some exceptions.

"You are such a terrible liar, Cruise, and you are making me angry," she growled like a rabid dog and I shuddered. I thank goodness that was a phone call discussion, not a face-to-face discussion unless I should've been dead a long time ago.

It wasn't easy to have a crazy best friend, but well, it was also fun to have one.

"Okay fine I'm lying, I will tell you everything that happened later," I told her and there was a pause from her side, I hope she wasn't thinking of what type of weapon she would use to murder me when next we meet.

"You better do, if you want to live a long life," she told me calmly. I was more afraid of her when she was this calm, she was more dangerous. "It's your choice D, Dakota."

"I want to live a very long life so I will tell you," I told her and she started laughing.

It wasn't even funny.

I checked the wall clock, it was 7:50 a.m. and my class started at 8:00 a.m.

Fuck, fuck fuck fuck. This was why I hated going to night parties.

"Emily, check what the time says," I said into the phone and stared at the ticking wall clock frantically.

"Why?"

"Just check it."

"It's 7:51 a.m. so?" She paused. "It's 7:51 a.m and we have a class by 8." She screamed louder than before, my eardrums were already begging for mercy.

"We are doomed," I told her slowly and she took in a deep breath.

"This is bad. I got wasted yesterday and I'm still tipsy." She mumbled and I started noticing the slur in her voice. "I don't want to do something foolish."

"So what are you going to do?" I asked her and I waited for her to say something but there was no reply. "Emily?" I didn't know she'd already hung up on me. I sighed and began preparing to go to school.

This was the time I wished I could prepare myself as fast as a boy could, this was the time I wished that I had the superpower most boys had, the superpower of bathing and dressing up so quickly at crucial times and still being punctual.

I tried my best. Heaven knew that I tried my best...it was impossible, I wonder how boys do that, I need that power.

I stormed out of my house looking like a mad woman, but I didn't care about how I looked now, all I cared about was to get to class early.

.........

As soon as Emily and I stepped into the lecture room the lecturer was already giving his closing remarks.

"Fuck..." I cursed under my breath, I checked the time it was 9:30 a.m, I was one hour and thirty minutes late.

While Emily and I were standing in a corner, I saw him, he was there-not Justin- but Luke, as usual, he was as enchanting as ever...

I shook my head.

I was late for class and all I could do was think about Luke?

I facepalmed myself and shook my head in disappointment.

He strode towards Emily and me--we were standing close to the entrance--and exited the lecture room, as usual, he was always the first to leave the lecture room. As he passed me, his scent clung to my nose and there was something unusual about it--this was the closest I have ever gotten to him.

Emily and I learnt that we were having lectures in another building which was a kilometre away from where we were.

When we reached the lecture room my legs were wobbling underneath me, I couldn't stand straight, I was so exhausted and I didn't sleep well last night. I couldn't remember the last time I slept for eight hours, I needed to rest badly.

Luke was already sitting in the front row when we arrived, he sure could walk very fast.

I stared at him and tried to decipher what he was thinking about now, but I couldn't. I kept staring at him while I walked to my seat like my life depended on it. I tripped and fell to the floor, I saw him look at me for a moment, it was quicker than a glimpse- maybe it was a second or less- but him staring at me for a short time made me glad even though I just fell.

When I kept on replaying how he looked at me in my head, I nearly danced myself to my seat, but if I did that I might end up in a psychiatric hospital--I was a terrible dancer, and I get mistaken for a mentally challenged person when I danced--so I didn't.

I sat on my seat and smoothed my rumpled dress and Emily was already sitting beside me with a mischievous smile plastered on her face.

She shook her head in disappointment and I felt embarrassed, I did not know why I was so interested in Luke, it was something that I couldn't understand, I barely knew him and he didn't know him, yet I wanted to know him badly...

I sighed, I hope I am not obsessed with him, if I am it would be weird.

I opened my bag and brought out my books, the lecturer walked in and in no time we began lectures.