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45//drunk in love

I cursed Dr.Garcia under my breath walking on campus waiting for my next class that was starting in a short twenty minutes.

I sat at a table not paying attention to anyone else around me. I fidgeted with my camera lense, a frown on my face came when it refused to focus.

I glanced up for a split second and paused.

I finally looked at the person seeing a woman with tattoos filling her body looking at me annoyed. I didn't really care since I'm currently too busy looking at her. That makes me sound creepy but to her curly hair and slight frown to the freshly red painted nails made me nervous, a feeling I don't usually get.

After a few more seconds I spoke. "Can I help you?" The words tumbled from my mouth.

"No?" she said furrowing her eyebrows. She tilted her head at before scanning me with her eyes.

"Well then," I paused, raising an eyebrow at her remembering I didn't know her name. My heart beating a little faster than usual.

"Camilla."

"Well then Camilla why are you staring at me?" I asked words just rolling from my tongue before I could actually think.

"Why'd you sit down with me?" She fired back.

I shrugged unapologetically. "I wanted to," I half-lied.

She rolled her eyes looking back at the screen sitting in front of her.

"Parker," I introduced myself, "Theo Parker."

She didn't reply.

I mentally banged my head against the table in front of me for doing a James Bond reference as part of my first impression.

"Who's that?" I  asked, nodding my head in the direction behind her. A man stood staring at us.

She looked back then looked at me, "A fucking psychopath."

I nodded before sighing, "I know a guy who can solve your problem," I said.

"Who?"

"A guy."

"I know a guy also."

"Who?"

"Me," she said scanning the words on a page, "and I will assassinate you in the next twenty seconds if you don't fuck off."

"Does this assassin by chance have a phone number?"

"Yeah," Camilla nodded, "149-leave-me-alone."

I shook my head before leaning my head on my hand, making my sleeve fall slightly down, "I'll catch you around Camilla."

"Hopefully not," a small smile pulled at her lips before fading and her eyes flicked to look at me for a split second.

I wrote my number on a small piece of paper figuring she could ignore it if she really wanted and handed it to her, "Have a good day."

I figured the worst that can happen is she never calls. And if she does call my life could get a little more interesting.

-flashback over-

"I thought you were psychotic when we first met." I voiced my thruthful opinion.

"Really?"

"Yeah. Hot but psychotic."

What can I say? I'm a sucker for boys that look like Theo Parker.

"I'm iressitable." His tone of voice told me he was joking but I know he really think he is.