“Because you are special,” he whispers off those luscious lips of his.
“Please, if we have one more night together, I won’t be able to walk away,” I cry out softly.
“That’s my plan,” he says with the most drop dead, panty melting smile that I may just surrender to.
“Don’t tempt me Grant,” I laugh and cry at the same time.
“I know this isn’t fair to you, you really should be able to enjoy hanging out with your friends and the guys your age. I was being selfish, but once I had a taste of you, I kept wanting more,” he admits and it breaks my heart even more. We sit here in silence for what feels like an eternity, then he slowly turns and starts the car as I wipe my tears away.
I walk into my apartment with a heavy heart and go straight to my room and close the door. Thankfully, Deena isn’t home. I slide off my shoes, drop my things on floor and curl up on my bed. I find my ear buds and listen to my latest playlist that I’ve been listening to with Grant. I want to wallow in self-pity. I realize I will never be the same after the time I spent in Grant’s arms, I grew into a real woman with him, it was so sexually liberating.
I must have drifted off to sleep because I awaken to someone rubbing my thigh. When I open my eyes Deena is looking down at me and I pull out my ear buds.
“Hey sleepyhead, do you want dinner?” she asks.
“What time is it?” I ask, rubbing my eyes.
“5:30 and Jason called looking for you. He said you weren’t responding to his text messages so he got worried. Boy is he keeping tabs on you or what?”
“Oh, I guess I didn’t show up at the library this afternoon. I’m not hungry,” I say, rolling over.
“What’s wrong, are you sick?” she asks. Love sick maybe.
“No, just tired.” I hope she leaves me in peace.
SEVEN
CLARISSA
I need to go home this weekend to clear my head. Some girl time with my best friend Summer Harris is in order. She goes to Chapman University and goes home on the weekends all the time.
Clarissa: You up for a day of shopping on Saturday?
Summer: Yes! You coming home this weekend?
Clarissa: Yes, desperately need some retail therapy.
Summer: Uh, oh, what happened?
Clarissa: Long story, tell you when I see you.
I’m absolutely dreading going to English this morning. Wish I could skip it all together for the rest of the week, no make that the rest of the semester. I was such a fool to ever start something with Professor Montgomery. I never thought it through and now I’m going to pay the price. I honestly don’t think he will let it affect my grade. Now Jason’s grade, that’s a whole different story.
Walking in a little late, I manage to find a seat in the back, I don’t sit with Jason. For the entire class I watch Grant’s every sexy move and it’s pure torture, although I’m careful not to make eye contact with him. Class is dismissed and luckily some girls approach him after class as usual and I can slither out unnoticed.
“Hey Clarissa, wait up.” I hear Jason calling me after I’ve gotten on my bike.
“Hi Jason,” I say as he walks up to me.
“Hi, are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine why?”
“You never showed up at the library yesterday afternoon, even Alex was looking for you.”
“Sorry, I was tired and went home and ended up falling asleep.”
“Meet up for lunch today?”
“Sure, see ya later,” I smile and ride off.
*****
“We have an exchange tomorrow night with the SAE house. I so don’t feel like going,” I sigh out feeling so emotionally exhausted. Jason and I are sitting at our usual table, eating lunch in the Commons Courtyard.
“Don’t you have to go, being a pledge and all?” Jason asks.
“Yes, I know. I will try and sneak out early.”
“What are you doing this weekend?”
“Going home.”
“Really?” Jason says, curiously surprised.
“Yes, I need a break from campus. I miss seeing my best friend Summer.”
“I’ll be down in Emerald Bay this weekend, maybe we can get together for dinner or something,” Jason tries hopefully.
“I’m spending Saturday with Summer, can I let you know?” I really wanted to be alone to clear my head and give myself some time to get over Grant.
EIGHT
DEENA
Being a Song Girl is everything I dreamed it would be and more! Although the daily practices take up a lot of time and my grades are definitely suffering.
“Hey, I saw Ken, we had an exchange with the SAE house last night. Do you remember that slut Nicole who slept with Jason?” Clarissa announces while we’re sitting around together after classes.
“She’s a pledge sister of yours right, a tall model thin blonde?”
“Yes, that’s the one. She looked ready and willing to conquer Ken.”
“He definitely has a thing for blondes. Was she successful, do you think they hooked up?” I try to ask casually, but it bugs me and it makes me jealous.
“Could it be possible, do I detect a hint of jealousy?” Clarissa teases.