me. “I love you, but you have never been the fighting type.”
I nodded. “I know. I am a lover not a fighter, but there is a big part of me that would love to rip her head off for this.” I shook my head. I really like this guy. I hate to let him go. “ I will talk to Zen later today. Do you care if we take your car?”
“No, let’s go.”
After we got our books, we grabbed a bite to eat in the cafeteria. Then Sam dropped me off at the dorms before heading off to her first class. I only had thirty minutes to freshen up before mine. I decided I would text Zen to tell him that I wanted to talk before our Physics class this afternoon.
Ava: Just wondering if u will meet me sometime b 4 class. Need 2 talk.
Zen: Everything ok?
Ava: NO. Did u talk 2 Paige?
Zen: Yes. Y?
Ava: She had a little fun with my car but I will talk 2 u about it later.
Zen: Tell me now. What did she do?
Ava: Go C 4 yourself. U can’t miss it. It’s the little blue Toyota Camry in front of my building.
Zen: On my way.
Ava: I have 2 go 2 class. Will u meet me b 4 Physics?
Ze n: Yeah. I will find u later.
I hurried off to my English class. I really wanted it to be a quick class because afterwards, I would get to go to art history with Sam.
When I walked into class, I noticed it was very large. The seating was arranged like a stadium, looking down towards the Professor. Wow, very movie-ish . I love it . The room was already beginning to fill up.
I rushed to grab a seat. I sat on the end seat, so that I would only have to sit next to one person. A really sweet girl sat next to me. Nicole was her name. We chatted a little bit during class and immediately hit it off. The class went well. I enjoyed myself. When the class ended, she and I walked out together. I was really excited to make a new friend. There was something about her that was comfortable to me.
“I would love for you to meet my best friend Sam. She is a ton of fun, if you don’t mind that she has a big mouth. Do you want to come and hang out with us in my dorm tonight?” I asked.
“That would be great.”
“Sweet!” We exchanged cell phone numbers, and I gave her my dorm room number. “I will see you later then,” I waved goodbye to her.
“See you later,” she waved back.
I went straight to the Arts and Humanities building to meet Sam. On the way, I checked my phone. I turned it off just before English, and when I had it turned back on, it flashed three unread text messages. All three were from, Zen. The thought of telling him I wasn’t going to see him anymore made me cringe. I read the text messages.
Zen: I can’t believe she did this. I am Sorr y
Zen: I WILL take care of this.
Zen: Please forgive me. I really like u a lot.
I closed my phone and took a deep breath. Focus Ava. I met Sam at the doors. “Hey, doll face, how was your first class?” I asked, putting my arm around her shoulder.
“Brutal. I really need to brush up on my Spanish. The Professor was asking us questions about ourselves, and we could only speak Spanish. I, of course, answered with several curse words and who knows what else. Everyone laughed, except the Professor. He said, “ ‘Yo tengo que estudiar.’ So you know what that means?” She batted her eyes at me.
“I know what it means, but do you?”
“Well, I do now,” she overly exaggerated her words. “Of course, I had to look it up.”
“So this means, you are going to fail,” I laughed.
“No, it means I desperately need my BFF to help me study.
Leslie Charteris, David Case