Two Black Cadillacs
I walked out of my dorm, it being Saturday we had the day off from school, and I was heading to Café Free Style to meet Tyler.
Passing through the courtyard, I made my way into the lunch wing, and entered Free Style. It was small, with only ten or so tables and three cream booths. It had a tan-cream color scheme with pops of blue here and there. Finding Tyler sitting at one of the booths, I cheerfully walked over to him, “Hey Ty,” I said, setting my new M. Jacobs purse on the table.
He looked up and smiled, “Hey Ror, I already ordered.”
“You know my order?” I said playfully, raising my eyebrows, and taking a sip of the Arizona Tea set out for me.
“You’ve only ordered the exact same sandwich everytime we’re here,” Tyler teased back.
I laughed, and brought out my beeping phone. It was from Serena, telling me to get to the dorm ay-sap. I frowned, looking down at the urgent text. I texted back, saying I would be there as soon as I was done with lunch.
Quickly finishing my non-fat BLT, I bolted out of the lunch place, leaving a very confused Tyler in my wake.
Rushing into our dorm, I saw all the STARS in the lounge, and luckily no Poppy.
“What’s going on?” I said, taking in their somber faces. I plucked my tea from the counter, and took a drink. “Landon is Poppy’s cousin,” Taylor said. I promptly ungracefully spat out my tea. “Eww,” Rachel muttered, slightly smiling as she took a step away from me.
“Eh-ma-scuse me?” I said, wiping the remaining droplets from my chin.
“He broke up with me over text ,” Serena scoffed. “How much of a jerk do you have to be to do that?” Rachel said, disgusted.
We spent the rest of the day trying to cheer Serena up with Ben & Jerry, Pinkberry, and about eleven different rom-coms.
My phone beeped in the middle of Pitch Perfect’s Riff off, and I excused myself from the girls, “I’ll be right back, girlies,” I said, walking outside the dorm where it wasn’t as loud.
It was a call from Saxon, I read, my face lighting up. I quickly swiped the ‘Accept’ button, and pressed my diamond-studded ear to the phone. For a second it was static-y, and I heard a giggle. Saxon must have butt-dialed me.. Leaning into my phone further, I listened.
‘ Saxonnn, give it back! ‘ Came a girly squeal.
‘ Who’s the Master?’ I recognized Saxon’s voice.
‘ Ugh, you are, now give me my phone, you big dork! ‘ The same girl voice whined.
There was some more shuffling, then I heard ‘ When are you going to tell her, Sax, ? ‘ The girls voice said quietly.
‘ It’s complicated, Hales, you know how I feel about her… ‘ Saxon said back.
‘ But you feel the same way about me, Sax, and you know long distance relationships never work ‘ Apparently Hayley said back.
I swiped the ‘End’ button. I had heard enough.
I’ll call Saxon in the morning, I decided, give him a chance to explain- though I wasn’t really sure how you could weasel your way out of that one. Quickly wiping a pesky stray tear- Blake’s don’t really cry, we just put our emotions into our talent, which in my case, is dance- I walked back into the dorm, and continued watch Pitch Perfect. This was a conversation for an
other night, Serena needed us right now and I was going to focus on her.
But Hell was sure to pay a visit in the morning.
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