“Where are you going?” I ask her.
“I’m going to meet Fate because clearly she needs a friend who she can talk to about all the shit you put her through.” With that, she takes off in Fate’s direction and all I can do is sit and watch.
Chapter Nine
He’s like no one I have ever seen before. I can’t stop watching him from across the room. When he caught me a moment ago staring at him, I felt my whole face go red. I almost got up and went back to the apartment. To be honest, the only reason I stayed was because I didn’t want to give up the view. If he was in the apartment, that’s where I’d be right now because I enjoy watching him more than anything. He’s a mystery to me and I feel drawn to him in a way I never have before.
Taking a quick look up again, I see the girl who was sitting there get up and make her way toward me. Crap. He probably has a girlfriend and I’ve just pissed her off with my unwanted interest in him. When she approaches me, I wait for it, but she just stands there. “Well, come on, I don’t want to stand here all day,” she says to me and I feel lost. What am I supposed to be doing?
“I’m not sure I know what you mean,” I reply.
“Pack your stuff, you’re coming to sit with us.” Her words shock me.
“Shouldn’t you be running me off or is this one of those keep your enemies close things?” I say to her, and she just laughs.
“I see what he likes about you, but I’m still not quite sure what the hell you are talking about.” She is striking. No wonder she’s not worried about me, I’m nowhere near competition to this girl. Her hair is a chocolate brown and curly, cascading all around her, framing her face nicely. She has matching brown eyes that pop out and her body is one most people have to work very hard for. Everything about her looks perfect.
“I’m sorry if it bothers you that your boyfriend has a female roommate. I didn’t know he had a girlfriend, but I do now and I can assure you I will not interfere,” I say, trying to show her I’m just being friendly. Maybe we can all be friends, even though I think it would break me to watch him be with another girl.
“He banged the neighbor so loudly that you had to yell at them to shut the hell up. Trust me, we are not together. I’m with the band’s drummer, Scott. He’s the one sitting next to him. But I know all about you. Let me tell you, if anyone can play the ‘I’m his girlfriend’ card that would appear to be you from the way he keeps watching you.” My mouth falls open at her candor. “He’s a fuck up, but we keep him anyway. So get your shit, girly, you’re coming to sit with us and you might as well get used to it.”
Quickly, I gather my things up because honestly I’m worried if I don’t this girl will just drag me over there. Once I’m done, she nods toward the table, and I begin walking over there with her. Cameron is watching me the entire time and I can’t seem to pull my gaze from his. When I get up to the table Cameron pulls out the chair beside him and motions for me to take the seat next to him. “Oh, and I’m Cecilia. We’re friends now and yes you can call me anytime to tell me he’s a jackass.” Scott just laughs and leans over, giving Cecilia a kiss as she sits down next to him. Scott has jet-black hair and these crystal green eyes. He’s not as lean as Cameron, but he’s definitely not bad to look at. He and Cecilia match in every level of beauty. I glance sideways, catching Cameron’s eyes again and I feel as if he is constantly watching me. Smiling at him, I can’t help the happiness he has been bringing me.
“Hey,” he says to me, and I can’t help the warmth that floods my cheeks.
“Hey,” I reply, and he just gives me that smirk I’ve started to enjoy.
“Awe, look, they just did that cute awkward ‘hey’ thing,” Scott says and then his face scrunches up in pain as I hear him get kicked under the table by Cameron while Cecilia elbows him in the chest at the same time. “You both suck and that hurt like hell. Fine, I will try something else. I’ve heard a lot about you but not everything I want to know. How old are you, Fate?” he says, and I’m not sure exactly what to say.
“Eighteen,” I answer, and Scott spits out his coffee everywhere. “I turned eighteen right before school started,” I blurt out. Scott is a bit pale. Glancing over at Cameron, I see that he is just watching this with amusement.
“Robbing the cradle much, man,” Scott says, and I have to look away from them. It never crossed my mind that age may be an issue.
“No, I just know what I like,” Cameron says, and I glance up, seeing him give Scott a disapproving look that currently mirrors Cecilia’s. Cecilia diverts the conversation and begins talking about how they all know each other. Scott and Cameron started off as childhood friends. Cecilia moved to their school at fifteen, and Scott just couldn’t resist her. They both have been in school since they graduated, but Cameron was too busy with the music world being the face of Ten Ways Gone. “I didn’t tell her who I was, that’s one of the other reasons she didn’t talk to me. She didn’t know who Ten Ways Gone was and it was awesome.”