Lunch seemed to drag on forever. They all told me a play-by-play of the party last night. The funny thing was that by the end of lunch it felt like I had gone to the party with them.
“Seriously (Y/N), you missed such a sweet party!” Shawn goes off on another tangent
“Yeah honestly it was pretty hype!” Matt chimes in to make me jealous that I didn’t go
I try to change the topic,
“I’m sure it was fun, but I actually value my sleep.”
“By the looks of it you don’t need any beauty sleep.” Matt says while smiling directly at me
I feel my cheeks turn a shade of red.
“It’s not beauty sleep, it’s bitch sleep.” Shawn blurts out and we all laugh
Thank God for Shawn. I needed someone to change the topic quick!
When Shawn and I first met, he used to bug me to come out with him constantly. I always told him I needed my sleep or else I would be a complete bitch the next day. Now he just jokes around with me whenever it comes up.
“He’s not lying.” I admit finally starting to feel more comfortable around Matt and Cameron
After lunch, Cameron and I exchanged phone numbers with each other to talk about when he can move in and everything involving that. When he handed me back my phone, his name read;
I laughed when I saw it and tried to maintain my cool.
As I was about to open the door to my matte black Range Rover, Matt yells out from across the parking lot,
“It was nice meeting you (Y/N)!” He says this while smiling and waving at me
I yell back,
Eventually I turn on the engine of my SUV and plug the aux cord into my phone. I turn on Spotify and hit the play button on my TRNT playlist. Jeremih comes on first - so of course the volume goes up.
It took me about an hour to get home from lunch because the traffic was extremely bad on the freeway.
I walk up to my front door to unlock it and make my way to the kitchen. I put my purse on the counter and dig in trying to find my cell phone. I pull it out with a text from Shawn,
“Hey, thanks for being such a good sport today.”
I text him back jokingly, “You’re lucky I don’t get upset easily.”
“I know I know! Cam’s a good guy tho I think you’ll like him as a roommate.”
I leave our conversation at that.
I make my way upstairs to my bedroom and change out of my jeans and blouse into a pair of grey joggers and a simple white tee. I throw my hair in a bun and go back downstairs to the library.
Once I get downstairs, I find myself a fuzzy blanket from Kohl’s and cozy myself on the window bench. I pick up my Nicholas Spark’s novel and begin to lose myself in the book.
Hours later, I hear my ringtone going off. I get up to check who’s calling me, it’s Cameron.