Carter Miller, is a freshman at UNC. Attempting to run away from her small town in New Hampshire with her best friend Tori by her side isn't as easy as she suspected. With family troubles and her own, she has enough trouble already. That is until sh...
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To say my Sunday caused me anxiety would be a major understatement. I ended up in my own bed and did not sleep with Asher. We did in fact have a very heated, very hot make our session with Asher. Now, as I wake up to go to my class on Monday. I am dreading this.
I slam a finger down onto my phone to stop my blaring alarm and not wake up Tori. I groan rolling out of bed and letting my feet meet the floor. It's cold and all I want to do is curl up back into my bed.
Do I really need this communication class?
Yes I do.
I sigh again and make my way over to grab a change of clothing. I can hear the rain coming down hard against our window. I grab a sweatshirt and leggings throwing it on.
I grab my backpack and phone from the charger as well as my windbreaker. I quietly open the door and see Rae. She is brushing her teeth ready to go. She typically is in the morning unlike me. Who hates her life every morning. I don't know how or why she is a morning person but she is.
"Good morning," she says. I offer her a grunt and grab my toothbrush. She laughs shaking her head at me, "You need some coffee."
I shoot her a glare and start brushing my teeth.
My stomach does a flip as I once again Asher pops into my head. I would have went home with him had it not been for the whole bar watching. Plus, Tori tapped me on my shoulder freaking out. It was like a coke bucket of water was tossed over me. Julie was throwing up in the bathroom cause of the endless pile of shots we had and she usually isn't a heavy drinker. So, I left Asher, who took me leaving like a champ and helped my best friend.
Although, we had Sunday to recover and avoid all sights of Asher, my anxiety is through the roof. I could have went home with Asher on Saturday, I wanted to. Hell, everyone in that bar knew I wanted to go back with him. Julie was apologizing all day Sunday but to be honest I thank the girl for stopping me from doing it. I should not be hooking up with him. We never should have kissed and I sure as hell shouldn't have went up to his table.
Rae and I finish up brushing are teeth before grabbing our backpacks. Rae has on her UNC Cheer sweatshirt underneath her rain jacket as she puts her backpack on her shoulders.
"Let's go, a bitch needs her fucking coffee," I mutter walking past her. Rae laughs swinging opening our suite door. I glance back at my closed bedroom door sighing. I don't know why I am being such a little bitch about this. It's pathetic. So, what I made out with the kid? He's probably onto the next one and I should be onto the next one by now.
I shake my head and walk out the open door that Rae is holding for me. She gives me a funny look but I ignore her tossing my hood over my head. We head out the back doors since it's quicker and less busy to our class. We both have a class in the same building on Monday, Tuesday's, and Wednesday's, so we walk to that class together. Then Q and I meet in front of my COMM class and head to BBH together. Usually, after my Enviro class I head to lunch with everyone but today Jeremy and I are studying for our STAT quiz tomorrow after his night practice.
