I set my bags on my bed and sighed. Thank god I had my own room. No sharing for this girl. I stood up and stretched, feeling my back pop in multiple places as I glanced around the room. There was a big walk-in closet attached to my own private bathroom and my room was fairly large. I even had a king sized bed. There was also a miniature kitchen. A fridge, sink and microwave along with some cupboard space.
Now all I had to do was decorate and unpack. It looks a trip to Walmart is calling my name. I grabbed my purse and keys and left the room, locking my bedroom door on the way and looked at the plaque on the wall with my name written on it. Crystal Love. Yes, I'm aware it's weird.
I walked down the stairwell and ran headfirst into a wall, and landed hard on my ass with a small grunt. But when I looked up I saw that it wasn't a wall at all, it was a huge football player and he was glaring down at me.
"Watch where you're going freshman." He snarled and walked upstairs, and into the room right across the hall from mine. I sighed and got up, brushing off my jeans and kept walking out of the building and to the parking lot where my car was parked. My blue 1973 Chevy Camaro with black racing stripes.
I ran my fingers over the paint and heard some guys whistle but ignored them and unlocked the car and climbed into the driver seat. Then I reversed out of the spot, seeing the football player I had run into staring at me and then sped out of the parking lot and back into town.
Walmart was easy to find and I found a spot up close. But as soon as I got out, there were guys whistling and staring at my car. I sighed and hit the lock button before walking into Walmart and buying all the things I would need in my dorm room.
I paid for everything, using my parents credit card and pushed the cart back to my car and loaded up the small backseat. Then I put the cart away and climbed into the driver seat and headed back to campus. My spot that I had earlier was empty so I parked and took my stuff up to my room. It took a few trips but finally I had all the bags on the floor and I shut and locked my door.
I put my new sheets and pillows on the bed and put on the pillowcases and the comforter. A silver and black set that looked really cool. Then I put the purple curtains up and kept them open so that I could have the extra light. After that I took our all the hangers and hung up my shirts and hoodies and folded up everything else and put them in the drawers.
While I was hanging stuff up there was a knock on my door and I sighed and went to answer it. I had pulled off my long sleeve shirt so now I was in my tank top and tight jeans. As I pulled open the door I instantly regretted it as I came face to face with the same guy as earlier.
"Can I help you?" I asked as I looked up at him, ready to shut the door any time.
"Why are you here?" He demanded and glared down at me with emerald green eyes.
"Um excuse you? I live here. Now if you'll excuse me I still have things to do." I said and attempted to shut the door but she shoved his foot in the way and pushed himself in, making me fall back and land on my ass, again. "Get out!"
"This is a nice room. I was wondering where you were living." He said as he glanced around my room and I got up and crossed my arms over my chest, and his eyes instantly locked on my breasts. So I dropped my arms and put my hands in my back pockets. "You're hot."
"And you're an asshole." I said and leaned against the counter of my mini kitchen.
"I am. But damn girl, you're fine. But I'd love to see those clothes on the floor at the end of my bed." He said and I couldn't help but start laughing.
"Puh-Leeze. That's the best you got big boy?" I asked between laughing fits and I watched his face get red with anger. But that still didn't stop me from laughing.
"You're going to end up in my bed, woman. No matter what you say." He said through clenched teeth and he stepped closer to me.
"In your dreams football player." I said and rolled my eyes. "Now get out. I've got stuff to do. And I think you're killing my brain cells."
"You'll come around." He said before leaving and slamming my door shut. I sighed and walked over and locked it before finishing my room.
When I was finally done with my room I decided to walk down to the cafeteria and get something to eat since I forgot to buy food when I was at Walmart. I grabbed my keys and my card and pulled on my black high heel ankle boots and my black leather jacket and left the room, locking the door so that jerk across the hall can't get in.
I walked out of the building and out my headphones in my ears as I walked through the quad. My heels clicked on the pavement and I loved the sound. Even over my music I heard whistles but I just ignored them until I got to the cafeteria then I pulled out my headphones and stuck them back in my pocket.
I got in line and chose Mac and cheese and a salad. My stomach couldn't handle anything heavy right now. I found a table by myself and sat down and ate slowly and pulled out my phone to check Facebook and see if I had any text messages. I had one text message from my boyfriend jake.
Jake <3: hey crystal. How you holding up?
Me: I'm fine, sweetie. It's weird being away from you though. I miss you.
Jake <3: I miss you too. Look, I've got a friend coming over. I'll text you later.
Me: what friend?
Jake <3: a friend. What does it matter?
Me: it matters because I'm your girlfriend. What friend?
Jake <3: Andrea is coming over. We got some homework to do.
Me: really? Your ex? You agreed to me that you wouldn't be around her!
Jake <3: does it really matter, crystal? You're around guys all the time!
Me: I had the chance to have sex with a guy today and I denied him because I'm with you! And there you are, with Andrea! What kind of boyfriend are you?
My eyes teared up as I typed that and then shoved my tray away. I barely ate but I couldn't eat anymore. I heard a chair move and when I looked up i saw the football player. I still don't even know his name.
"Are you okay?" He asked and I sighed and shook my head as I got up. I really didn't want to talk to anyone yet. I grabbed my tray and got up and dumped it and all but ran out of the cafeteria and back to the dorm.
My fingers shook as I struggled to unlock the door. But soon a strong hand came over mine and plucked the keys and unlocked my door for me. I looked up at the football player and sighed and walked into my room and watched the football player stand in the doorway.
"So why are you crying?" He asked and leaned against the door frame.
"Nothing. I don't even know you." I said and sat down on my bed.
"I'm Leland. Leland hale. Captain of the football team. I'm 6'4" and weigh 230. I'm 20 years old, from Minnesota. My birthday is February 13th." He said and I couldn't help but chuckle.
"You don't seem like a guy from Minnesota. You seem to city boy." I said and stared into his eyes. They seemed to lose their edge as my phone beeped again and I pulled it out of my pocket and stared at the text. It was a picture message.
I gasped when I opened it and my hands started to shake. My boyfriend was back with his ex. It was a photo of them... Quite intimate and I quickly put my phone down and ran for the bathroom, locking the door and turning the water on to drown out my sobs.
"Crystal? You can come out here." Leland said and I started to cry more. "I know you're crying. At least come out here and let me hold you. I swear I'm not that bad of a guy."
I shut off the water and wiped at my tears before unlocking the door and walking out of the bathroom. Leland was sitting on the edge of my bed, with his jersey in his hand.
"Put this on and go take a photo in the mirror. I'll stand behind you so that he thinks you have a new boyfriend already." Leland said and held the jersey out to me. I took it and pulled it on over my tank top. It reached about mid thigh and the sleeves almost covered my whole arms. Well, being only 4'11" showed how tiny I was compared to leland.
I walked into the bathroom and Leland came in behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist for the picture. My smile was genuine as I took the photo and then stared at lelands eyes in the mirror. I sent the photo to jake and waited for his reply.
Jake: damn, you work quick. You've always been a whore. Have fun with mr douche bag.
Me: at least he is more man than you could ever be. Delete my number and never contact me again.
"Damn, I never thought I'd be able to break up with him." I said as I turned to face Leland and pulled off his jersey. As I held it out to him he shook his head.
"Keep it. Maybe you'll wear it to our game coming up. Having a girl wearing your jersey is good luck." He said with a boyish grin and my stomach did flips.
"There must be a girl you like." I said and still held out the jersey.
"There is. She's itty bitty and has these deep unique eyes and is just gorgeous. But she's stubborn. I helped her out with her piece of shit boyfriend who is now an ex. And I'm planning to take her out Friday night. She better be ready by 6pm and be wearing that jersey." He said and turned and left, pulling my bedroom door shut.
What the fuck just happened?