"Sure." He reunited with the gift of speech, I thought he had swallowed his tongue with his ego.
"I leave you alone discuss. See you next week, Miss Murphy, "the professor concludes, heading out of the courtroom.
I get up and take my bag, arranging it on the shoulder.
"Where are you going?" You sketch a sneer. "I do not think, I sit down at the table with you to discuss my curriculum?"
It rests with the side of one of the bugs, putting his hands in his pockets.
"I am the last year of medicine, from next year begin specialization at UCLA hospital," he says.
Perhaps he believes to impress me, although to tell the truth, everything I thought I was studying, except medicine.
"Therefore? You may also suck for all I care. "
It steps invading my personal space, his body, in all its towering height against my miserable meter and sixty-five.
"What's your problem?" He hisses through his teeth. His gaze darkens the same way the night before, something in those gray irises seem to do battle, and his voice hoarse and cold creeps in my head making me take a step back.
"You're my problem. We're not friends because you gave me a ride last night, "I remind him, lifting her chin to her face that does not retract, although I can see her clench jaw with arrogance, and muscles tense neck as if they are the violin strings.
"You know what you Carrie? I do not care your friendship, being a tutor, and show me up just give me extra points. So, try not piss me off. Do your part, and I'll do mine. Simple ", spitting in sharp manner. And the tone of his voice becomes more cold and detached.
Does he think the bully?
"Well, you have my program, studies begin in a week, so until then get out of my way!" I threaten, past him with his shoulder that obviously only reaches his forearm. Through the corridor, and seeking the bathrooms, I not just find them, within inside and inhale, and exhale deeply.
I will not let someone like him to intrude in my life.
"Fuck man, has a crazy ass ..." I approached the door recognizing the sound of that voice, and berth ear against the cold metal.
"Ass? It's a bitch first class, "says Logan.
"Yes, but what problems do you JJ, always have had any girl he wanted," says Blaze.
He frowned, unable to understand what they are talking about.
"You do not care. It's your fault and stupid bet that I accepted. "Bet? The fists instinctively close, I still try to understand something more from their conversation.
"You have a brother month, you will be her tutor, you'll see that thee to bed before ..."
He opened the door in a crash meeting the Logan gaze, Blaze mumbles an "Oh shit".
"You know Johnson, I knew you were a jerk when you come down from your Escalade gold like you're king of the world. But I did not think you were so stupid ... 'I advance toward him, his eyes are glassy nailed to my, point the index finger on his chest and go: "... to believe me, I'd be down to you. And you know why? "I feel my eyes burning with anger that mounts along the spine.
Last night he did the only cute for a fucking bet, invited us to the party just for that.
"Carrie, listen», he tries to say.
I shake my head in the direction of dissent.
"You have not understood it? For me I never varrai my time Logan "scandisco.
"Found another toy!" I turn to leave, and his hand tightens around my wrist, her fingers against my skin is like an electric shock running through me from head to foot. But I ignore, cast away the effect that his touch has on me, repress it with my whole being, until you regain control, time to all the disappointment and anger I feel running through my veins.
"Wait, shit, let me ..." I turn in one click, assestandogli a knee to the nether regions, leans forward clutching the affected, I think for a while 'you will have to do without it.
"Apologize for me your girls, if you do not have an orgasm given by Logan James Johnson for tonight," I say sour, leaning towards his ear.
I look up pinning of Blaze.
"And you, stay away from Tiana 'threatened, allottandomi as soon as possible from them. I feel the damp cheek with a quick wave of the hand I wipe my face, forcing myself not to let the situation overwhelm you.
Carrie Do not cry, tears are for the weak and you're not longer. I repeat in my head like a mantra, the feeling of being used gives me a sense of family sick.
4
I RUINED ALL
Carrie
I feel the Blaze's voice behind me calling me, pesto feet powerfully down the hallway to exit the campus as quickly as possible.
It looks like a business, from the outside you see that UCLA is huge, with its buildings scattered around the various sections of study conduct, but be within means only one thing, to get lost. I turn right at the end of the hallway, or maybe I should go left, I repeat to myself, completely ignoring the gorilla of a six-three who is reaching me.
"Stop!"
I turn angry, maybe he takes a knee to the groin. A bet? I still can not believe it, with their tricks and trust funds accounts they really think they can get everything they want?
"What do Blaze?" Bark, narrowing his eyes on him, I'm not afraid, I have no more.
"I do not like to tell me what to do." It almost seems like a threat, I saw them with the same intensity of his gaze, then burst out laughing in his face.
Frowns confused, and I have to hand it to her, right now I'm confused as him, I laugh, but the only desire I feel inside, it is to cry. I try to calm myself down, with heaving chest rising and falling too quickly, not just from behind the corner of the hallway emerges Logan.
For a moment I stop to breathe, my gaze falls in her, that I can not decipher. A myriad of emotions lash those blue shades: anger, disappointment, regret? I shake my head, no, can not be displeased, one that behaves well knows exactly what he's doing, and he must certainly not the first time.
Carry your eyes on Blaze, waking from a trance, and regaining consciousness with what just happened.
"Latest news Blaze, fattele pleasure, because you have to stay away from my best friend, and I'm not joking," the point to Mary turgid hitting his chest.
"Or what?" She challenges me, lifting her chin with an air of superiority.
even more shorten the distance between us, I can see sideways Logan, motionless as if it is a spectator of a film, he does not say a word, and I wonder why it does not. Why he is not here, and continues to mock me?
"Otherwise I detachment balls, my father has a farm, I
seen it a thousand times to pigs like you! "
Giro on his heel, and this time do not try to stop me, I think he's thinking he would actually be able, perhaps you'd better not put me to the test.
His eyes darted about the various signs until you reach one of the many gardens that extend for the entire university. The phone rings, and I do not waste time answering, knowing full well by the ring that it is my mother.
"Hello Mom, are you okay?" We feel only on weekends,
and his call immediately puts me in a state of alarm.
"I can not call my child?" The tone of his voice warms my heart, so much so that I find myself shaking so hard the phone to feel hurt knuckles.
"Of course, it's just that I did not expect to hear, that's all," I confess, heading a large step toward the student residence, scocco at the clock on the wrist. Time has flown and I basically only three hours, before attacking from Danny's.
I can not wait to immerse myself nell'unto skin and the smell of fried, combined with the stench from snobs who will occupy the tables like every day. A Saturday morning girl, made me repeat three times the same damn milkshake with chocolate and banana, because he said it was not the right color shade, and banana felt little.
With all my kindness I was going to tell her where he could hear more the stupid banana.
"Are you there honey?" I stop in the shade of a tree, the sun of Los Angeles this morning is warmer than usual, the clothes stick to
you and the air is almost unbreathable.
"Yes, there are, you said?" I left my small town, from only a few weeks, but the only thing I miss about that place is my mother, the one who always saw the sincerity in my eyes, the alone with my father that they never judged me.
"We were hoping for this weekend you'd returned home with Scottie." I bite my lip, feeling a sharp pain in his chest that oppresses me, incastrandomi the breath in his throat.
"I can not Mom, you know that job."
I could apply for a permit, but the enthusiasm to go back to Stanley, is equal to the desire of being hit by a truck with trailer. I gave up that city, his hypocrisy, and the buzz that made every inhabitant as I passed.
"Sooner or later you have to go." It seems almost begging for me, I know he's right, I'm sorry to hear it in this state because of me, but no, I'm not going to go back, even though I keep it for me and I just do not tell him openly.
"Sooner or later. Now I must go, say hi to Daddy. "I close without giving her time to say more, and come back straight to my apartment.
Tiana will be waiting for me, I promised I would wear around, Vanice, but given the time, I do not think we would have more time.
When I arrive in one of the fourteen buildings that make up the student residence of the Hill, I use zero
seconds to figure out who the guy leaning against the wall of red brick, the entrance to the stairs. A marching I approach, his smile widens, but my become a hard line.
"What the hell are you doing here Scottie?", Almost growling.
"That's how you welcome your brother?" He opens his arms as if I had to jump on his neck. Maybe he forgot to add: this is how you welcome your brother that you helped to get let go from your best friend, because he decided that monogamy was boring?
In his last year of high school, Scottie had nothing better to do, than to wear his jersey in the league in Tiana football. A strong and clear message for those who had only going to get close to her, because he would earn more than a handful.
It was as if Tia had written on the ass: "Scottie Properties Murphy." She was fine, she went around with dreamy eyes, and me with anxiety. I love my brother, but it has a flaw, it's a boy. And this implies that the stronzaggine would start flowing like water in his veins.
Crossing her arms.
"Do not shoot crap with me Scottie, we both know why you're here, and now for the same reason you bring your ass away from here," he pointed to his car, and inclined his head toward her to see if she grabbed my every single word.
"Do not you think it's ridiculous?" Accuses me, and I want to scream, that yes, it is ridiculous that for almost a year I had to comfort my best friend, with the terror that might hate me, as it was shit my brother.
"You used the right definition. It is ridiculous that you are here, and even more so after having made your choice, "I remind him, staring at his face where my mother I see, blacks hair, eyes of emerald green, dark complexion, all surrounded by a mass of muscles, and many centimeters in height which has instead inherited from our father.
"Shit Ary, how many times do I have to apologize? I was taken from the university, from the team, I was settling in ... "
I raise my hand against the apology that is spewing from the mouth.
"By setting to slip into all the panties that I came within range?"
I came to find Scottie, Tia could not come, his were not big fans of my brother, and I certainly do not blame them now. Since my beloved brother, who had forgotten my arrival in town, was intent on copulating on the couch in his room.
I obliged to take little by little distanced from Tiana, with the hope that they would be tired and would eventually proved me right. He was too young to have a serious relationship, given that soon we would be at UCLA, and we had to just focus on our future.
I could not look my best friend, knowing that Scottie would continue to betray her, even though he tried in every way to explain it would never happened, that was a mistake, too bad they all say the same thing.
I think it is a manufacturing defect.
"Listen, do me a favor and turn them off or else ..."
I do not finish the sentence that the front door of my building opens and Tia appears in the doorway, disoriented look at me, and then Scottie. His shoulders stiffen, but I can see how his eyes open wide against his, and shut his hands into fists.
"Scottie?" Mumbles Tia, smoothing a lock of hair behind her ear.
"He was going away, right?", Touch the biceps of my brother, but I know that you do not unnail from here.
"I went to say hello, how are you?"
God, I'm going to throw up, I can not believe that is implementing the scene of the former still in love, I can bet that it does not do from a Saturday or maybe Sunday.
"Well, I was just going to try to go to Carrie Vanice." Shit.
"Tia, it's too late, I did not think I would have missed so much time to the interview with Professor Monthgomery." And with that windbag Johnson, but I keep it for me. The very thought makes me a strange feeling in my stomach, I was a subject in the past, I can not believe that he wanted to make me the same thing.
I bite the inside of her cheek to ease the frustration that is invading every cell of my body.
"As he went by the way?" I shrug, thought to have as a reference point my only opponent makes me jump bile in my throat, and the charm of the city that was always in my dreams goes off like a switch.
"I can accompany me to see Vanice, or Hollywood or whatever you like," Scottie says, picking up the ball to score his touchdown.
Fixed my best friend with eyes almost pleading, he can not give up, can not shake his head in assent as he is doing at this very moment.
I frown, handing my brother mostly grim look that I know, I can see him swallow hard. We both know I've always been the one to get him out of trouble, jumping out the window at night to drive for three hours straight, and go to retrieve one of the many festivals, while studying at Saltlacke.
We always forded each other's backs, but one day, that day, he stopped doing it for me, just when I most needed a word, there was not.
It's just become more protective than usual, but the deafening silence that screamed in my head, it was worse than any words you could tell me. I always wondered if I had ever believed, or had joined the anti-Carrie club founded in Stanley.
"Well, since you've already decided what to do, I take this opportunity to rest, I have to work, I" scandisco, before going down the door and direct me up the stairs.
"Arie wait!" I raise the middle finger to my brother and rotten sent to my room. Collapse on the bed after having slammed the door behind me. I can not believe you're going with him, not after being kissed by Blaze, without even
think twice, and not after all the program: turn the page after Scottie, we devised together, and the first item on the list was said very clearly: SCOTTIE AVOID LIKE THE PLAGUE.
I grab the phone from inside the bag, observe the unknown number that is calling me and I press the green to answer.
"Hello?" Frown, listening to the strange breathing on the other end of the phone.
"We need to talk." Her voice is like a burst of wind that strikes me in the face. I straighten my back, putting down, poggiandomi to the headboard.
"Who gave you my number?" He asked. I still have in my mind the blue of his eyes, staring at me in that way that I could not understand.
"Does not matter." The monotone, almost scathing, when he pronounces the words.
A hysterical laughter comes out without my even realize.
"Who did you bet this time to get it? Or do you just took out a hundred bucks and that's solved the problem? "
She sighs as if he is tired, or perhaps sad, but right away the last avoidance hypothesis.
"We need to talk," he repeated, as if I had not heard.
"I have nothing to say to Logan, indeed, one thing I would have ..." the rest silent a moment.
"Fuck you!"
Hang up and let
slip the phone on the bed, staring, it starts ringing for the next ten minutes in which I have no intention of answering.
Logan
"If you have an ice pack on the package are two cases, or you gave us inside more than they should, or someone gave us in against you," says Lex, standing in our living room.
I raise the index finger and the ring finger, showing two as an answer to his question.
"Who'd you piss off friend?" Sneers, and for some strange reason, we do not find anything funny. I happened to catch me in the past also a slap, and my time I have a good laugh in the face of the girl who had given me, mocking her, any more than I had already done, scopandomela simply in what could be a bathroom, or a closet of some party.
"Carrie" puff handing me his hand through his hair, and I see her big doe eyes full of hate, they were exactly like that, looked at me with disgust, with a bitterness that I never stopped to see in any other girl .
"Oh, oh." I consent to the direction of Lex who sits beside me, I turn to him.
"He discovered the bet", hissing through clenched teeth.
A betting fuck, I do not even know why I decided to accept. Obviously my friend opens his palm until I give her winnings, I will only strike him with his eyes.
"I can tonight," says amused wait and on another occasion I myself would have laughed the situation, but something stops me. I even called, I asked with an apology to Professor Monthgomery his number. I have to talk absolutely, I do not care if I just slammed the phone down. I will be his tutor and I can not lose points in my last year.
"What are you thinking about? I've never seen you so seriously. "It almost seems like a reproach. In fact, my thoughts were always just mine, not I start talking than my comfortable life sucks, or how sex is my only distraction, and I do not commit to something that is not football, just because I know you ruin everything like I always have.
"My Cock is granted?" I see that Lex's eyes widen as surprised as me for the answer.
Just two nights ago I had said I did not know me, but maybe that girl has framed right in my life, and that's what makes me angry, as if with nails had scratched the surface of what monster to find out who They really are.
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