Chapter 31: Chapter 31
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I left the booming house to go meet Rick right where I'd left him.
I joined him on the stairs with a smile.
"Hmm. Why the smile?" he asked me, amused.
"Well, I accept your date."
He smiled, his eyes slightly wide.
"Really??"
"Yup."
"Well," he chuckled, "...I can't hide my joy."
I laughed.
"Joy? Oh cmon, you're exaggerating."
"Hahaha, no I'm not. You're always so tough and stuff. I liked you from the start and I'm happy you accepted a date with me."
"Wow. But like I always say, don't be too happy."
He chuckled.
"If this date goes well, will you accept another one with me?"
"One thing at a time. Let's see how the first goes."
"Okay. How about Wednesday evening??"
"Sure."
He smiled.
Quite unbelievable but I could clearly see the happiness in his eyes. He that all freshmen chicks and even seniors wanted. By just looking at him, I couldn't imagine that he was this good and down to earth guy. From the first day I'd judged him to be a fuck boy. My bad. I was wrong.
"I'll pick you up at eight."
"Okay." I smiled and he smirked in return.
**
I woke up the next morning in quite a good mood. I hadn't had much drinks the night before. I looked at Yasmin fast asleep by me.
I took a shower and got all dressed. I checked the time and it was eleven. I was so hungry.
I went down to the kitchen and met Megan with another girl named Bridget. They were having breakfast so I joined them.
"Yesterday was great." Megan started. Bridget and I agreed.
"Yup. So far it was one of the best parties I've attended here." I added.
"Yeah."
"I saw you have fun yesterday. You're so lucky! Rick Colin took shots on you." Bridget squealed.
Megan turned to her wide eyed.
"What? Serious?? Oh my fucking gosh! Where was I??"
Great. I didn't really want to talk about it and plus I didn't want the girls to think there was something between Rick And I. I knew it could bring trouble. A lot.
"It was nothing. I was drunk." I lied.
"Drunk my ass! You looked as sober as shit when you got home last night." Megan laughed.
"I'm serious."
At that moment, queen bee and her chiwawa came walking in. We three ignored them.
"Good morning, bitches." Bella said, grabbing and apple from the table and taking a bite into it. We ignored her. Brianna laughed.
"Wow. Not only are they stupid but they're deaf too." Brianna added and both witches gave each other high fives.
"Can't y'all just mind your business??" Bridget asked.
"Who spoke to you fathead?" Bella retorted rudely. There I couldn't leave it.
"Bella, you better leave this kitchen cuz we're trying to eat in peace without having to see your fake ass."
I heard Bridget and Megan giggle.
"Excuse me??" Brianna said. I dropped my fork and stood up to face them.
"You heard."
Bella stepped forward, her arms folded.
"Is it cause you had fun with Rick yesterday that you think you're on top of the world?"
I smirked.
"No, hon. No. But I did have fun yesterday. Do you know? Do you know he took shots on me??"
"Ha! That was because he didn't find me. Bitch you can dream. You're just a hood rat. You don't belong here! Don't take your dreams for reality. Rick was probably drunk yesterday. And so don't be all happy."
I laughed.
"You're ridiculous. Oh, did I tell you how warm his tongue felt against my skin?"
I heard the other girls gasp. Even Bree. Bella reddened with anger, speechless as ever. I smirked at her and turned to the girls.
"See you later, girls. I'm going out."
"Alright." they replied.
I got my jacket and walked out of the haters and out of the house.
**
I knocked at the sigma house. A few minutes later, Lucas opened the door.
"Heeeey." he smiled at me and I smiled back.
"Hey." we hugged each other and he let me in.
"You're home alone?"
"Yeah. Don't know where they all went too. But they're three seniors asleep up there."
"Okay." I sat on a chair in their living room and Lucas sat on a couch opposite me. "Luke, remember I said we need to talk. Yesterday."
He stared at me.
"Hmm. You're scaring me, Harlem."
I giggled.
"No. No don't be scared. It's nothing to be scared about." I reassured him.
"Then?" he smirked, "Are you gonna tell me you love me?" he asked playfully and I laughed.
"Ha-ha, shut the fuck up."
"Mmm. Okay. Then what's it about?"
"Lu?"
"Yeah?"
"This is surely going to sound crazy but I need to confirm it from you."
"Yes?"
"I heard that you lack confidence with girls because– because..."
"Yes?"
"You've never slept with a girl?"
His expression changed. He was suddenly impassive.
"What?"
"Are you still inexperienced? Not that it's any of my business. Please, don't be offended." I begged.
He was silent for a while and then chuckled nervously.
"Who the hell told you–"
"It's not important." I cut in, "Yes or no?"
The smile on his face faded and he leaned back into the couch, holding his knee up on it, ignoring my question and looking out the window.

After about five minutes of silence, I spoke again.
"Lucas, I–"
"What's it to you??" he suddenly retorted.
"What?"
"What's your business?"
"Hey, don't take it the wrong way. I'm your friend Lucas. I'm trying to hel–"
"Sorry Harlem, but I don't need your help. It's my privacy." he cut in rather rudely. It surprised me. I didn't mean to anger him. Not knowing what to say, I got up to leave.
"Sorry, if I annoyed you." I apologized immediately.
I walked out of him and into the corridor that led to the exit. I was going to open the door when I heard Lucas call me.
"Harlem?? Harlem." he walked up to me.
"Yes?"
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude. It's a sensitive subject to me. I– I just don't– I don't know–"
"Shh." I cut him, "It's okay. Come here." I opened my arms to hug him.
We hugged tight.
"I'm sorry I asked. Really. It's none of my business. But if ever you want to talk, I'm here." I whispered into his ear.
"Yeah. I– I wanna talk about it."