Jessie
Me and Emma finished our lunch and were on our way back to class, Emma was wearing her heels so she always was behind, and me?
I was wearing my favorite pair of trainers, not because I’m not fashionable, but because I’m better in fashion when I want to wear clothes I’m comfortable with.
Emma ran in order to catch up to me, then we walked side by side.
What I like about Louisville is that; it’s my hometown, my friends all live here, and my father also lives here.
When my mother passed away when I was only seven, my father became my everything, he was my friend, my father, my mother, my brother, and literally my everything. So when I was in high school I had decided that I want to stay in my city, so I chose University of Louisville to stay by my father’s side.
I had always wanted to be an author, so I just chose (English literature), and that was all, I’m currently very happy with my choice, the only thing I’m not happy about is my love life, Rachel and Emma are both single too, whenever I confront them they tease me and tell me I’m stupid to think we all must find love, because some people just won’t.
Okay the idea of not finding love, is very scary for me, so I’ll just stop right here.
I stare at Emma, she’s typing on her phone furiously, her brow furrowed and her lips pressed into a thin line.
“What’s the matter?” I asked, Emma sighed and put her phone in her pink jacket’s pocket.
“It’s my Mom, she will bring her boyfriend over tonight for dinner” Emma muttered, I was actually surprised that Emma’s mother has already gotten a boyfriend after her father’s death, since Mrs. Taylor always claimed she was so in love with her previous husband that she won’t be able to find anyone better than him, I was even more surprised at the fact that Emma just told me about her mother’s boyfriend, because she rarely talks about her family, specifically her mother’s boyfriends.
Emma was sometimes secretive about her emotions and feelings, which made me and Rachel worry about her a lot. But that was just the way she was, so all we had to do was figure out her feelings beforehand.
“Well…I know you’re sad that your mother has another man in her life” I say as I bite my lip, kind of worried Emma might think I’m interfering too much in her mother’s life “But you know she has the right to be happy again”
“It’s not that I don’t want her to have a boyfriend, I’m not a teenager you know” Emma says, staring at her pink fingernails.
“Then, what are you worried about? She has a boyfriend. She’s happy” I declare, my eyes following her hands which are now in her hair, adjusting her blonde locks, then I realize she’s wearing pink from head to toe today.
“All the guys she has ever been with, are all bunch of assholes, honestly I’m worried about her” Emma admits, biting her pink lower lip.
“Have you met this one?” I ask.
“Not really.” She mumbles, I sigh and look at my watch, there’s only five minutes left till our next class, but I have slow down once in a while so that Emma can catch up to me.
Why the hell is she wearing heels, if she can’t walk in them?
“Don’t judge him quickly” I say. Emma rolls her eyes.
“I’m hundred percent sure he’s like the rest of her exes” Emma says disgustingly, I know persuading her to have a dinner with her mother’s new boyfriend will be hard, and since (as you can already guess) I’m a very good friend, I can’t let my friend be unhappy, even for minute.
“Let’s have a sleepover tonight then” I say, making Emma grin and giggle with happiness.
“Really, Really?” She asks, still giggling and holding my hands with her own soft ones.
“Yeah, whatever. I’ll just call Rachel to let her know we’re having a sleepover” I say trying to look bored, but I can’t help but smile at Emma.
I pull out my phone from my bag, and dial Rachel’s number, she answers after just two rings, which is so typical of her.
“Helloooo, Miss. King, wait- actually you’re the queen, well hello Miss. Queen, what can I do for you?” Rachel begins, god I love this girl, but sometimes she can just be annoying. Since my surname is King, Rachel calls me Jessie Queen and not Jessie Queen.
“Hey, Rachel. I was wondering if you’re free tonight, Emma wants to come over… for a sleepover” I say.
“Oh. That’s too bad, I can’t I’m sorry” Rachel says, I frown and stare at my phone’s screen, is this Rachel saying no to a sleepover? To getting away from studying?
“Why?” I ask.
“I have many reports and seminars and homework and-“
“Rachel, can you speak quickly please? We only have a few minutes”
“Oh. Sorry. Well I’m super busy, you already know I called you so that you can do one of the many reports I have, hopefully next week?”
“Yeah sure, next week”
“Kiss Emma for me”
“I will”
I hung up and sighed, Emma looked a little bit sad, she had probably heard our conversation, I felt bad for her, but there was nothing more I could do about it.
“I’m sorry, Rachel’s busy” I told her anyways.
“It’s alright, I’ll just go and meet this guy, hopefully he’s different than the rest” Emma says, trying to fake a smile, but I know deep down she feels hurt and wants to find any excuse to not meet that guy, well we have our own reports too. But I wanted her to feel okay, before we start with the Pride and Prejudice report.
On the rest of the way to class, I told Emma some of my own boring old jokes, but she laughed anyways, which was something I was thankful for.
I was imitating one of our professors, and she was laughing hard.
“You know, Miss Price, twirls too much whenever buys a new skirt “ I say. Emma laughs and begs me to show her how. I stop walking in order to show her, I inhale and get prepared to twirl in my jeans, but just when I twirl, I lose balance and nearly fall on the ground.
I shut my eyes prepared for the pain of hitting the ground, but when I open them I’m staring at a pair of brown eyes.
“Are you okay?” A guy with a husky voice asks, it takes only a few seconds for me to register what has happened; I was about to fall and this was my hero. Yep. It has to be that.
“I’m.. fine” I mutter, the guy pulls me up and gets a little bit away from me, now I can see him. I nearly gasp (because he just looks so freaking handsome), but I shut my mouth and clear my throat.
“Thank you” I say.
“You’re welcome” The guys replies, smiling all the while, making my heart skip a beat, I mentally tell my stupid heart to calm down.
“I’m Samuel Davies, by the way, just call me Sam” The guy says and holds out his hand for me to shake, I put my hand in his and he gently shakes my hand, then he reaches out a hand to Emma to shake too, they shake hands and I can feel Emma staring at me all the while, well she’s my best friend, I’m sure she knows I find him handsome, that’s all.
“I’m Jessica King, and this is Emma Taylor” I point at my best friend, who is blushing crimson red.
“Nice to meet you, girls” Sam says looking at both of us with a polite yet cute smile.
“You guys are freshmen? I haven’t seen you before” Sam asks.
“We’re sophomores actually” Emma replies.
“Ah sophomores. I’m a junior” Sam says, and winks at me. I swallow the lump in my throat and try to smile back at him.
“It was really nice to meet you ladies” Sam says, as he stares at his watch on his wrists “But I have to go now, I’m late to class”
“Sure” Emma says, Sam smiles politely at us and retreats down the hall, he turns around one more time and waves at us. We both wave back and smile like two crazy maniacs.
“Please, don’t tell me you’re having another crush” Emma said when Sam had disappeared, I bite my lip from nervousness and I admit I felt offended.
“Of course not” I said, my voice sounding normal and strong (totally unlike how I was feeling) , which was something I was thankful for.
“Good” Emma said and smiled at me.
I tried to keep myself busy with the rest lectures and I tried to entertain Emma all the time, so that I can just forget about my encounter with Sam. It was actually working and somewhere at the back of my mind, I knew I had forgotten about something, but didn’t know what.
The rest of the day me and Emma were laughing out very hard then we went to the library and I read a few pages of Pride and Prejudice for her.
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