For The Love Of Trey Songz

Chapter 11.

Farah's POV :
(Thursday)
After I straightened my hair, washed my face, changed into my white lace dress, and checked up on my mom I grabbed my book bag ready for class. I managed to finish all my homework late last night. I knocked on Jessica's door to say good morning. After a minute she opened the door with a frown.

"Is everything okay?" She asked confused.

"Yeah, just saying good morning."

"Good morning." She laughed lightly.

"Are we still going to Trey's concert tomorrow?" I asked cooly.

"Yeah.."

"Oh." I stated.

"Okay are you sure you're like okay?" She asked me.

"Oh yeah, just tired. I'll catch up with you later." I told her.

She nodded her head awkwardly and closed her door.

Once I reached class I spotted Aaron sitting in his seat. He never texted me yesterday like he said he would, but I don't blame him.

"Good morning." He smiled once I reached him.

"Good morning." I grinned back, taking a seat.

"Sorry I didn't text you yesterday, all this homework is killing me." He rolled his eyes.

"Right! I was up forever." I frowned.

"You look... Good." He glanced up and down my body, then returned to my face.

"Thank you." I smiled. "You too." I added.

"What are you doing later?" He asked me.

"Nothing, homework. That's about it, you?" I asked him.

"Same. Do you want to do something?" He asked uneasy.

"I would love to." I smiled, showing off my straight teeth.

Class was boring as usual. The whole classes of today went that way.

After class, Aaron did as he promised. He caught up with me, after being chased by girls, and offered me to come to his dorm. I agreed and we headed off in his direction.

"Girls were talking about you in class today." I told him.

"We're they?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah. Said you were the best they ever had. Sexual wise." I glanced up and down his body.

"Ole boy." He said quietly.

"I don't mind." I stated.

He gave me a slight smile then opened his mouth.

"I, didn't actually like them. Some girls you just, have those one nighters." He said quietly.

"That's wrong." I frowned.

"I know." He rolled his eyes. "It's hard for girls to understand."

"Hm." I nodded, continuing to walk down the street.

He opened the dorm to allow me in.

"I am hungry." I set my book bag down.

"Me too. We could order something." He suggested.

"Like?" I asked him.

"Anything. It's up to you." He told me.

"Pizza please." I laughed.

He nodded and reached for his phone.

After he ordered we pulled out our homework.

"My third class is the hardest." I told him.