Chapter 3 Tiffany meets the bad boy and the jock

Chapter 3

I turned immediately and saw a guy seated on the rumpled bed.

My cheeks burst with color and a strange heat rocked through me. My nerves were on fire. My heart was having a seizure.

"How long have you been here?" I managed to ask.

"Can't tell," he answered getting off the bed.

Oh my gosh! he probably saw me dressing up.

"Are you here to clean off because I don't remember calling the janitor," he said and sat on the bed.

"This is my room." I said pointing at my suitcase, "Get used to it."

He cocked his head right and walked closer to me.

He was good six feet tall above my 5'4 height.

He had tousled light auburn hair that stuck out in some places.

It covered most of his forehead and reached his chocolate brown eyes.

They reminded me of the eyes of a puppy.

I guessed that's how he gets the girls.

He wore a dark blue tank top, shorts, and converse.

"You're my new roommate?" He asked with a slight frown.

"Yeah," I mumbled.

"Name?"

"Tiffany."

The door flew open and Cole was there.

The guy's face immediately lit up, "Jones." he called.

"Zeke man, how're you doing?" Cole asked and they did their handshake-hug guy thingy.

"Great, until I had to share my room with a nerd," he said.

"Dude that's my sister," Cole said.

"Woah!, I had no idea but she ain't cool like you," he said.

I know that...duhh!

They soon began talking like some old friends and forgot about my existence in the room.

I took some books out of my suitcase and placed them on the study desk.

I felt insecure about sharing a dorm with Zeke.

I studied the timetable then put on my converse and then took the books I needed for the lecture.

I opened the door and walked out of the room.

People in the hallway kept on looking at me, be like 'Who's the newbie?'.

I almost bumped into Ciara as a result of not looking at where I was going.

"Ohh my gosh! you look so gorgeous!" she squealed and hugged me again.

"Aww, thanks so do you," I said.

I mentally face palmed myself, I mean I had no idea what she was putting on.

"You're doing that thing that you'll mentally facepalm yourself?" She asked and chuckled.

"How do you know that?" I asked amazed.

"How wouldn't I know my bestie," she said.

We both walked into the lecture hall and took seats beside each other.

I opened the huge textbook I had with me and began flipping through the page.

"Who's your roommate?" She asked.

"Zeke," I said.

"Girl, if it's Zeke Rodriguez, then you better get another dorm," she said with a knowing black American voice.

"Why's that?" I asked.

"You see, Zeke doesn't like sharing room with people especially girls so he's gonna get you transferred to another room, or rather you'll transfer yourself," she said in her normal voice.

"Gal I'm way too in love with that dorm, and there's no way I'm getting outta there." I mimicked her accent.

"I know right, I've never been there but I heard it's literally heaven," she said.

"TBH," I said and she laughed.

Throughout the rest of the lecture, it felt as if someone was watching me, but I ignored it.

After the lecture, I grabbed my books and got up, Ciara had to stay back to assist the lecturer.

I walked towards the route of the exit.

It still felt as if I was been followed even in the hall.

I panicked a little and hastened my pace and then bumped into someone. My books fell in the process.

"Sorry, I'm so sorry," I muttered and quickly bent to pick up my books.

The person I'd bumped into also squatted and rather said, "Hi."

I raised my head and met his adorable grey eyes.

Damien Baxter.

The second son of Middleton famous basketballer coach.

Don't ask me how u know that...

...fine I'll tell you...

Back in High school, he was our soccer coach's second son and also a basketballer himself.

Although he didn't really attend Middleton high school, that didn't stop me from crushing on him.

Oh my gosh!

"Uhmm, hi," I said and bent my face to avoid him seeing me blush.

"I'm Damien Baxter," he said.

Duhh I know that!

This is so awkward.

I know that!

You a hoe?

Get outta my head you pesty voice!

I quickly packed the remaining books up and he reaches his hand up to help me up.

I wondered if it was a prank and he was gonna let me fall on my butt just to embarrass me.

Yeah, I've got trust issues.

I took his hand and he helped me up.

My stomach had butterflies in it all because of his soft hand's touch.

Now I feel like a mess, why was I blushing anyways.

"I didn't catch your name," he said.

"Tiffany," I said.

"Uhm...Tiffany...nice name," he said with a wink and walked away.

My cheeks heated up again and I quickly spun around and then met Zeke.

"Uhmm...Tifanny...nice name," he said in a high-pitched tone.

I roll my eyes at him.

"Have you been stalking me?" I asked.

He shakes his head laughing, then asked, "Who was that?"

"That's for me to know and for you to shut up," I said.

"Ow," he said and placed his hand on his chest.

"You're so cute when you're trying to be mean," he said.

"I'd take that as a compliment," I said.

"It's not a compliment, grow up nerd!" He said laughing out loud as he walked away raising his middle finger in the air.

Does he have to be a douche at times!

"Don't let him make you go nuts, he's probably plotting on you kicking yourself out," Ciara said.

So she saw what happened.

"And why's that?" I asked.

"You're Cole's sister and they are friends, so he can't possibly kick you out, even though he wants to." She said.

I made an "Ohh" in the realization of what she'd just said.

TBC