McGuire hall was one of my favorite places on campus mainly because that's where the food was and my meal plan was about to expire. I was wrestling with the idea of peas or corn.
Peas I've always loved they were sweet and juicy like little balls of joy. Corn represented carbs and weight gain. I chose the peas. I was satisfied.
I noticed a gaze upon me and I looked up swiftly. This boy in a blue ball cap and a baseball shirt looked away so fast I thought he had whiplash.
I smiled. He was staring at me I thought. He's probably in love with me right at this very moment. Nevertheless I don't have time for that.
Love to me is a waste of time a waste of energy a waste of breath. In the end you only get hurt and open yourself up to someone who ultimately will leave.
Whether that be by death, cheating, or whatever point is you only have yourself in this world. So intend to keep my energy and not waste it on someone other than me.
Although in the back of my mind for the rest of lunch I couldn't help but think of the boy in the blue cap.
I scurried off to my seminar class and decided that there's no better time to get brownie points with the teacher but now.
We were discussing the book Pride and prejudice. I love the book I truly do the author is amazing and overall the story made me wanna curl up into a ball in pity of my single life, if it weren't for Mr. Darcy.
I raised my hand eager to state my opinion. " If Mr. Darcy wasn't such a wuss the book would've been over in the first couple pages. If he simply knew what he wanted maybe they would've been together sooner if he would not have let his pride and for lack of better words pussiness get in the way".
The class laughed and agreed. Satisfied I opened my notebook to take notes. When suddenly.
" I don't see it that way. Some people aren't as expressive and simply can't find the words to appreciate such beauty. Yes the protagonists would've been together sooner but that makes an awfully boring love story." I looked up who dared to challenge me?
The boy in the blue cap. Well he's got some balls.
I smiled " What was awfully boring was Mr. Darcy not being able to admit his love for Elizabeth." A challenge I liked this.
" In the end they got together what does it matter?" He stated a smirk on his smug face. Now he was pissing me off.
" it matters because if you truly loved someone you would've known the second you saw them."
" I don't think that's true at all Miss. Castiano. I could love someone and stay silent."
" Then you seem to be as much as a coward as Mr. Darcy" The class ended in oos.
I grabbed my things and headed off to the study hall. Satisfied with my answers and already organizing my thoughts suddenly I was grabbed.
" Quite a debate in there it was hot." Nigel the pompous billionaire spoon fed baby that happens to be heir to a great fortune to some boring company.
Nigel was gorgeous every woman's dream he had the looks, the money, the height, and he was packing if you know what I mean.
Now don't judge me too soon or at all it's my body I have free will. Besides it was one drunken night at some stupid party I doubt he remembers.
" you know I can't stop thinking of you. That night we shared" Well I guess not.
" Nigel that was over 2 weeks ago get over it. It happened we both came it's over." He was such a pest why couldn't he just let me be.
" Princess I can give you anything you desire why don't you just give me a chance. You know the sex is good that's like the most important part." What a headache.
" What I desire most is you to fuck off. Seriously Nigel if I'm ever horny I'll hit you up but I have a lot of things to do and a boyfriend is not one of them." I rolled my eyes so far I thought they would be stuck.
"Is there a problem?" I looked up at the joy in the baseball hat and met his clear grey eyes.
"No I handled it. Goodbye Nigel goodbye blue cap." They wasted my time too much already I'm probably late to check in.
Third P Pov
"Who is she?" James stated intrigued at the feisty woman leaving. She was beautiful, smart, and handled herself well. She was everything.
"My girlfriend" Nigel stated. Causing an inner wound to spur open in James's chest. She had a bloody boyfriend?! The pompous ass who fucks anything that walks at that? She was too good for him James thought. Too good for anyone.
He turned on his heel fuming. He couldn't believe he was crushing on someone who wasn't even available. He felt like such a loser.
Until he remembered asking his friend Jaime about her.
The pompous prick was lying.