I placed my bag on the floor, and collapse into my seat. I bend down to fish my laptop from my bag.
When i popped up to set it on my desk, Matt walked in and fell into the desk beside me.
'Ah, you can take notes for me' He said, chewing on a pen and smiled. Very charming i must say.
'You're not in this class!' I shoot him a disgusted look.
'The hell if i'm not! I usually sit up back' He says, nodding towards the back row. A group of girls
were staring at me, an empty seat perched in the middle.
'I'm not talking any notes for you' I said, turning my computer on.
Matt leaned so close to my face, i could feel his breath on my cheek. 'I'm sorry..Have i offended you?'
I sighed and shook my head. 'Then what is your problem?' he says.
'I'm not sleeping with you. You should give up now!'
A smile appeared on his face slowly 'I never said you had to sleep with me' His eyes look towards
the ceiling. 'Did i?'
'I'm not a Barbie twin or a member of the groupie squad up there' I said, peeking at the girls behind us.
'I'm not impressed with your tattoos or your charm or even the forced indifference, so stop your antics.
you fail!' i tell him
'Okay Pidge!' He was infuriatingly calm. 'So you should come over to the apartment tonight. Bring
Angelika' I sneered at his request, but he leaned closer. 'Seriously, I'm not tryna bag you, i just wanna
hang out' he says.
'Bag me? How do you even get laid talking like that?' Matt bursts into laughter, shaking his head.
'Just come over, i promise i won't even flirt with you, i swear' he smiles
'I'll think about it' i tell him
Professor Campbell Strolls in, Matt turns his attention to the front of the class. A slight smile
was etched on his face the whole time, dimples sunk into his cheeks. he more he smiled, the more
i wanted to hate him, and yet i had no reason to hate him.
“Who can tell me which President had a cross-eyed wife with a bad case of the uglies?” Campbell asked.
“Make sure you get that down,” Matt whispered. “I’m gonna need to know that for job interviews.”
“Sshh,” I said, typing Chaney’s every word.
One hour flown by and i ran out of the class to escape Matt as quick as possible, but it was too late, he
was at my side before i knew it.
'So, have you thought about it?' He said, slipping on his aviators.
A small blonde stepped in front of us, Wide-eyed and hopeful. 'Hey Matt' she lilted, playing with her hair.
I paused, recoiling from her sugary tone, and then walked around her. I’d seen her before,
talking normally in the commons area of the girls’ dorm, Morgan Hall. Her tone sounded much more
mature, then, and I wondered what it was about a toddler’s voice she thought Matt would find
appealing. She babbled in a higher octave for a bit longer until he was next to me once again.
He lit a cigarette and blows out a huge clod of smoke..'Where was i?..Oh yeah you were thinking'
I grimaced. 'Was i?'
'Have you thought about coming over?' He says. I looked over at him
'Will you stop following me if i say yes' i reply
He consider my proposal 'Yes'
'Okay then, i'll come over' I agree to it
'When'
'Tonight, i'll come tonight' i murmur.
he smiles 'Sweet, see you later Pidge'
I rounded the corner to see Angelika standing with French outside our dormitory. The three of us
ended up at the same table at freshman orientation, and I knew he would be the welcome third wheel to
our well-oiled machine. He wasn’t excessively tall, but still he towered over my five feet, four inches.
His round eyes offset his long, lean features, and his bleached hair was usually fashioned into a spike
at the front.
'Matt Sanders!, your fishing in the deep end of the pool Marissa' says French with a
disapproving look.
'Your making it worse by blowing him off Marissa, Hes not used to it' Angelika says.
'What do you suggest me to do, Sleep with him?' I reply.
Angelika shrugged 'It'd save time!'
'I told him i was coming over tonight'
French and Angelika trade glances.
'What???' they both say
'He promised to leave me alone if i went tonight.'
'Well, ill be there so i'll protect you' Angelika smiles.
I smile and walk with them to our dorms, wondering if Matt will stick to his word and not flirt with me.
He wasn't that hard to figure out. He either found me a challenge or safely unattractive enough to
become friends with. I wasn't sure which bothered me the most.