Chapter 9 Don't Lie To Me

Chelsea's POV;

It's finally Monday and I'm very excited about my first class. I got up extra early and got dressed for class. I know where the class would be held, thanks to the Urup group chat for my class that I joined.

I walk into the massive hall and find it empty. Of course, only a geek like me would make it to class thirty minutes earlier.

My mom told me to always do this. She said that if I don't, the class would get so cramped by the time I arrive, that I might have to stand. I don't know if I should feel pissed or pleased for believing her. At least I get to sit in the front role...

I take my seat and take out my earbuds. Listening to I would always love you by Dolly Parton. Someone suddenly sits beside me, and I take out my earbuds.

"Hey... "The boy says, and I smile at him.

"Hi. I'm Joshua. You're also here for our Literature class, right? "He questions, and I nod.

"Yup... "I reply and he exhales in relief.

"Oh, thank heavens. When I saw the class empty, I thought I came to the wrong lecture hall. "He explains, and I laugh.

"No, don't bother. You didn't. I guess not everyone cares about punctuality as we do. "I reply, and he smiles.

"I'm Chelsea Perkins by the way. "I add, and he smiles.

"Joshua Davis. "He replies with a cute smile, and I smile back.

He's plus-sized, uses braces, has blue eyes, and has dirty blonde hair. We start talking about the one week the school gave us to settle in, and he tells me how week he's spent his week getting squinted with the school, and how he plans to go back home during the weekend to see his folks.

Hearing how he spent his first week of school makes me feel very unserious. Thinking about the fact that I almost masturbated on my first week of school! If I start like this, how do I expect the rest of my school years to go? Only heaven knows the unspeakable things I would have done after a year.

The class soon fills up, and our lecturer walks in, and lectures go very smoothly.

After class, I bid Joshua goodbye, and begin my journey back to my room. My next lecture is at 3:00 pm. I have enough time to rest before then.

I chose to walk back to the hostel today. It's quite a distance, but I don't mind. The weather is friendly, and I need the exercise. I'm walking in silence, while enjoying the goodness of one of Enya's many masterpieces, through my earbuds, and suddenly, the song is interrupted by a phone call.

I pull my phone out of my Jean pocket, and a smile splits my face when I see that it's a call from Trevor. It's been a while since we last spoke.

I look around and find some cement benches a little distance away, and I rush over to them. I take a sit on one and receive his call.

"Sup, baby bro... "I call into the phone on receiving it, and he exhales. I can literally see the way he rolled his eyes, even though he's not here.

He hates when I call him 'baby brother'. According to him, he's 17 and almost an adult, so I should treat him like one.

"I'm gonna let that slide, cause you just got into uni, and I'd blame it on your excitement. "He replies, and I chuckle.

"So, what's up? It's been so long since we last spoke. How are you and mom? And how's everything at home? "I question, and silence follows. I wait a few seconds, but all I hear is silence.

"Trevor? "I call in worry, and he finally speaks.

"Ugh... Yeah... Yeah. Everything is fine. We're all good. There's... There's no trouble... "He replies, and I instantly know that he's hiding something.

"And how's mums job? And yours? Is... Is money an issue? "I question, and he falls silent again.

"Trevor! "I call in annoyance.

"Uh... Yeah... Yeah... We're good. We're eating well. We're fine... "He replies, and I know he's lying.

"Trevor, why do I feel like you're lying? "I question with a raised brow, and he quickly responds.

"You know what, I'd call you later. I... I have to help mom with some work around the house... "He says, and my jaw drops. He's not planning on hanging up on me, is he?

"Trevor... "I begin, but he cuts me off.

"Bye... "He calls and disconnects the call.

He's clearly hiding something from me. I was almost sure that after leaving the house, that the workload would be too much for both of them to bear. I need to speak with mom. If they need money, they should let me know. I'd start searching for a job so I can help them. Mom isn't getting any younger, and she's lost one of her jobs.

Trevor might also be having issues with his job as mom wants him to devote all his time to his football training. She wants him to get admission into the university, based on a scholarship.

I'm worried about them. Yes, I know that I just got into school and my mom wants me to focus on my school work, but still...

They're my family. They shouldn't hide things from me.

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I'm in the hostel working on my assignments. My second class was okay. I didn't see Joshua there, maybe something came up. We are from the same faculty and department, so we ought to be attending the same classes.

Ashley walks into the room in a pair of jeans, a fancy, free white top, a tote bag, and white kicks. Her round glasses are sitting comfortably on the bridge of her nose, and her hair is packed in two ponytails.

She looks exhausted.

"Sup, sis... "She greets me as she walks over to her bed, and I smile.

"Had a bad day? "I question as she dumps herself on her bed.

"A freaking stressful day! I had three classes and each class was two hours long. Let's not even talk about the fact that each class was mercilessly cramped. I even had to stand in one! "She exclaims and I almost chuckle.

"Sounds stressful. "I reply and she sits up.

"Yup. But luckily, I've got plans to de-stress tonight. "She replies while taking off her shoes, and I give her a look.

"What plans? "I question. And she raises a brow at me.

"You don't know about the party going on at the frat house tonight? "She questions, and I almost roll my eyes. Does being in a fraternity mean you always throw parties? Cause now it looks like that's all they do in frat houses.

"No... "I reply. Turning back to my books.

"So, you're not going? "She questions and I flip the page of my notebook.

"I... Don't feel like going. I have a lot of work to do. "I reply, and before Ashley gets a chance to speak, the door opens, and Tracy walks in.

She's in black leather pants, a black crop top, and black boots.

"Sup, girls... "She greets as she sits on her bed. And looking at her, one can see that she's not as stressed as Ashley.

"So, are you guys coming for tonight's party? "She questions.

"I sure am. I would never give up the chance to get kissed and possibly fucked by Asher Wayne for any reason... But Chelsea isn't. "Ashley replies before I get the chance to speak, and Tracy turns to me as she takes off her shoes.

"Why? "She questions, and I shrug.

"I... Have a lot of work... "I reply.

And despite all their pleas, I don't change my mind.

I'm not going to any more parties, I'm not going to go anywhere near Asher again, and I'm not going to do anything that would most likely ruin my future.