I Nerd You, You Nerd me

Chapter Three - Looking into Plastic Cups

    "Hey,  um, why isn't Cole out partying too?" 

    Mark replied to this with his kind and intelligent sounding voice. " He's really not one for partying and social events like this. Cole is more of the study,study,study."  I nodded, this didn't surprise me.

      Edwin spoke up next, clearing his throat. " I'm staying a little longer then I thought I would be, so's Kyle, some of our friends are going out soon and were joining them, want me to drive you back to your dorm?"

     Mark nodded the Rogan," Me too man, you want to come?"

    " Uh, erm sure, I can just call a taxi so you don't have to drive all that way!" I smiled. Even though inside I felt like someone who was being babysat.  Edwin's mouth started to move but Rogan cut him off. He seemed to have a knack for that.

    " Nah, i'm not staying much longer acually, this isn't very interesting. I'll just drive Cora back and you guys can take Mark back later if that's fine."  They all nodded in agreement. 

     They began walking off when Edwin turned around. " Safe drive back guys, and i'm really sorry Cora!"  I just smiled back and waved it off.

    " Don't be Sorry!" I yelled.

     Rogan had mysterisouly appeared by my side shrugging on a light militairy styled jacket. It was good looking on him. " You ready to head out?" his voice boomed next to me. I nodded.

   I followed him out, getting bumped into and pushed sometimes but finally making it out onto the lawn, everywhere was still littered with cars.

     " My car's just down the road." 

     " Okay, Thanks for offering to drive me back to my place." I could see the shadow of his head ahead of me shaking.

      " Not a problem I guess."

     Silence hung in the air after that, till we came across a little red beetle volkswagen. Rogan unlocked the doors and swung into the car. I carfully opened my door and sat down on the passengers seat buckling my seat belt. It was surprisingly really clean. A lot of things seemed to be surprising me lately.

      The car started up, the heat automacially filling the car.

      " Nice car."

      He nodded as he turned down a road driving ahead. " Thanks  I won it two years back at a mall by keeping my hand on it for the longest time."

     " No way? That's pretty cool." I looked at him to the dashboard and out the window into the dark night. My phone only read 11:05. Geeze a wild and late night that had been.

    " Yeah it was pretty interesting." Things kinda went silent after that.

    " So what building am I taking you too?" His voice cutting through the silence immeditatly. 

    " Uh...," I racked my mind for the answer," Huntington!"

    He nodded," I used to be in that dorm last year."

I didn't want silence again for some reason, why not try and carry on the conversation?

      " What dorm are you in now?" I asked still looking out the window, buildings had started to appear a long with softly glowing signs and grassy park areas.

     " I'm not in residense anymore, kicked me out for blowing up one of the toilets."

      I looked at him with shock, he'd said it straight faced too. A smirk started to form around his lips after a minute.  " Just kidding, Mark and me were roomates last year and hit it off pretty good as friends so we decided to get an appartment for this year, just easier."

      " Oh, okay," I let out the nervous laugh i'd held in.

      " You honestly didn't think I blew up a toilet did you?" Rogan's eyes darted from me back to the road infront of him.

     " Well, I don't know, you probably could have, but i knew there was something false about it." I lied sheepishly, i'm too gullible sometimes it's sad.

     " Sure you did." 

    The beetle turned into the campus parking lot and stopped near the door. I unbuckled and got out, pasuing with the door open." Thanks for the ride, I appreciate it."

       Rogan shrugged again," No problem, D&D meeting tomorrow morning at eleven at the comic shop." I nodded and shut the door walking off into the dorm building and up to my dorm itself, locking the door and pulling off my clothes slipping into pj's. 

     My bed welcomed me greatfully as I fell unto it curling up with the quilts. I noticed May wasn't lying in her bed. I hope she's alright. A thought flooded into my mind as I closed my eyes. 

    I wonder why it had been a big deal to the guys that Rogan had gone out to a party, and why it angered Rogan himself. 

       Not my position or place to ask though, I mean the guy only started being vaguely friendly with me tonight. Another image filled my mind,  that I ended up falling asleep to it.

        The bright grey eyes that had bored into mine.