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It took a moment or two, but thankfully Liam finally turned away. When he did I felt myself relax, but something inside of me was still tense. I knew that waitress would come back, but I wondered if she would still flirt with Liam after what I just did. Speaking of what I just did, why did I do that anyway, I didn't even know this boy Liam and yet I'm seething with jealousy at the thought of him and any girl flirting with each other. This of course was ridiculous and stupid, there was no way I could possibly have feeling for someone I barely even knew.

I couldn't even hold a conversation with the boy, he's so secretive and dark. Maybe that's why I'm so drawn to him, it's the mystery that hooks me. I glanced at him, catching him looking at me. I could feel my cheeks flush and quickly looked away, straight down at the table. Why had I even come to this stupid gothic bar anyway, if I was back at home this would be the last place I would ever find myself, being here, I basically asked for trouble as soon as my foot touched the ground inside.

If my mom knew where I was right now, she would have the biggest fit and call my dad. He would have an equally large fit and immediately come down and pick me up, then I'd be grounded for good. But now I'm an adult and I could make my own decision; which I liked. This place had a sort of charm to it that I loved, and wanted to keep seeing. Everyone here had something charming about them.

I saw pulled from my thought when a nicely prepared plate of food was set in front of me, I looked up at Nina the waitress I hated more than anything. She didn't make any eye contact with me, but I could see her looking at Liam. From the corner of my eye, I looked at him, and saw he wasn't paying attention to her anyone. All his attention was on the phone in his hand, his fingers drumming against the small keys on the flip phone, they were fast and strong.

Nina, probably giving up on her eye assault on Liam sighed and walked to her next table, taking their orders. I was pleased with the turn of events, but the pleasant feeling I felt also sickened me too. I wasn't here for a guy like Liam-I wasn't here for guys at all. I came to this school to focus on my studies and work hard on getting my degree so it can jump right into the working field. Before I crashed and burned I needed to snap out of this childish trance I was in and put my focus back on school. Unlike the people I was sitting with, I was here to succeed.

The next day was a hassle, it was the first day of school and I was exploding with excitement and I was a nervous wreck. I woke up two hours early and picked out my clothes, I chose a black pencil skirt that reached my knees, a cute flared peach colored top and matching peach colored heels. After choosing my outfit, I grabbed my toiletry bag and rushed to the showers taking a quick but thorough shower, making sure I rubbed all the dirt from my body.

By the time I reached my dorm, Lillian was up and moving around. The coffee maker on her side of the room was on and brewing some coffee, and she was going through her wardrobe for something to wear. So far it was the complete opposite of my outfit, she'd chosen ripped skinny jeans, a black tank, and green blazer. Her outfit choice didn't bother me, but the fact that she was awake did.

I'd been hoping that when I got back, that she'd be asleep and I could get dressed, but now that she was awake I didn't feel comfortable changing. But, I didn't want to be rude towards her and say or do something that would offend her in any way. She looked at me when I walked in and smiled, returning her gaze to her wardrobe, I watched her take our a different colored blazer and put it back two times in a row.

"Are you going to change, or do you want me to leave?" She asked without looking at me.

I blinked at her, shocked by the question. "W-what do you mean?" I asked her, putting my toiletry bag down on my desk.

"Come on Kadence, you've been standing there for ten minutes. I can tell when someone is uncomfortable with me around, and I know you are." She replied giving me a look for trying to hide it.

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