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"Oh shit", Jade commented. "Free photography for life, baby", she squealed, touching her little four weeks and two days old bump. "At least he didn't ask for money or blackmail you like my cousin, Amara. Her husband had a video of them having sex and he blackmailed her to keep having sex with him, but then fell in love with her later on"

"That's fucked up, why don't I know about this cousin of yours?"

"Because you never asked?"

"Right, so tell me all about them"

"That's a whole ass story, it's even published", she sipped her orange juice. "Anyways, now I don't have to worry about hiring a photographer for when this little one is born, thanks Eve", she hugged me.

"Right", I hugged back. "Anyways, I've got class in thirty so I should probably leave now if I don't want Davidson on my ass again", I got up. "I'll be back before five", I said, tying up my boot. I got into the first taxi I saw and drove off to my part of campus. I got a text from an unknown number and from the text, I just knew who it was.

Where are you? Call me when you get to campus.

I got down and dialed the number. "I'm here now, third wing".

"On my way", I waited for close to three minutes before he got there. He got out his black Audi dressed in black camo pants, white shirt and white sneakers, looking peng as usual.

"What is it?"

"Don't be a gloomy Gus, we're dating, welcome me with a kiss", he smiled charmingly and lord knows I would've kissed him even if he didn't ask. I wrapped my arms around his neck and placed my lips on his while his hands found my waist. God, he's a good kisser. I felt eyes on us and indeed, when we pulled away, there were eyes on us along with many hushed whispers.

"So, what's my boyfriend's name?"

"River Dale" (a/n: I just had to😂😂)

"Nice, I was thinking, maybe a Cody or Tyler or something like that", he chuckled. "Anyways, I've gotta get to class in like five minutes so, see ya", I pulled away from his hold but he pulled me back in.

"Meet me by the fountain beside Potters block by 1", he gave me a quick peck on the lips before leaving. 19-year-old me thought Wow, I could definitely get used to this. Boy, was I right.

I got to class three minutes early and Davidson smiled proudly at me before going back on his phone. I spotted my friends and went over to them, sliding in silently.

"Dude, you're all over the school blog", Piper shoved her phone in my face and before I go any further, I'd just like to say, she knew nothing about personal space.

Piper: Still don't.

It's kinda a redhead thing. Most of them I know are clingy, mostly unserious, always online, talkative and they have no idea what personal space is. They never even mention the word. But they're hella lovable and adorable.

"What?!"

"That guy is hawt, are you two dating? When did it start?", Allison piped in loudly from beside her, causing most of the class to turn and stare. Most of them had curiosity in their eyes but only a few threw in their questions. Typical loud ass Allison, always unintentionally drawing attention.

Alli: SHUT UP, DUDE!!

"Yeah guys", I spoke loudly for everyone to hear. "He's my boyfriend, we just started dating actually and he's really sweet and romantic".

"Boy, is he hot or is he hot?", someone in the front row commented and we all laughed.

"If you two break up, I call dibs", Grayson, one of the bisexual guys called out, making us laugh again.

"Just remember to not use rubber when fucking because y'all babies would be so cute", Jamaica, my favorite classmate, spoke up, squealing a little at the end.

"Alright class, quiet down. And Jamaica, please don't use such bad grammar and offensive words in my class or anywhere at all".

"Sorry, Mr Davidson", she whispered but we all heard her. Yeah, I know. Jamaica is a weird name for a girl but I love it and I love her. Her and Davidson had a thing going on as well. Davidson used to be a substitute for the Finance lecturer but the old guy quit and the school retained Davidson. He was pretty young too, 24. I found out him and Jam were in a complicated relationship one time when everyone left the class and I forgot my expensive Pamiardé jacket. I had gone back to fetch it but instead, my eyes fetched two familiar figures bumping and humping in the corner of the class shamelessly.

Jamaica: Oh please, there's nothing shameless about two young people engaging in risky sex with each other. The risk of getting caught makes it even better.

Yeah, we know you finally use good grammar, no need to bluff. Ahem, I waited through class and it ended at 11.30. I had so much time to kill till 1. I was about to exit the class along with everyone else when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to see Gerald, a tall, sexy, grey eyed, athletic male whom I may or may not have had a crush on at that period. He smiled beautifully, showing off his pearly whites. I craned my neck up—thanks to my 5'7 height— to his 6'3 height to stare into those gorgeous eyes, too gorgeous for a man. I never really had any interaction with him apart from the constant 'hey' and 'sup' we acknowledged each other with.

"Hey Eve", his croaky sexy voice came out. "I've got basketball practice by 2 and I've got nothing else to do and by the look of things, neither do you. So, wanna go grab sum'n to eat?"

"If you're paying, definitely", he grinned and threw his hand over my shoulder as we walked out of class and strolled over to where his bike was parked. "A bike? Wow"

"What? Is this princess scared of a little bike?", he teased jokingly, climbing the bike and poking my cheek. I rolled my eyes.

"First, this isn't a little bike, it's a power bike, second, I'm not scared, it's just so cliché that you'd ride a bike and third, if you didn't notice, I'm wearing a skirt", He handed me the helmet with a shrug and I calculated my move. I loved my legs and I loved showing them off a lot because they're so pretty. Which is why I usually wear short dresses and skirts. I pulled my leather skirt further up my legs and climbed the bike before wearing the helmet and strapping it up. Now, more of my thigh was on show. He revved the bike and sped off somewhere.

The bike finally came to a stop and I rubbed my eyes carefully to avoid ruining my makeup, ridding them of any dust from the wind. The blurriness reduced and I noticed we were parked in front of a bistro called The Kitchen. He helped my dizzy ass off the bike and held my hand. His hand felt warm by the way. We walked into the bistro and took a seat by the window.

"You look amazing today", he said, completely out of the blue. "Of course, you look amazing everyday but today, you look better", I smiled contently while he ran his hand through his ash blonde hair. I seemed to be more into blonde then.

"Thanks"

"Hello, I'll be your waitress for today, first, we'll start off with drinks", she placed two drinks menu in front of the both of us.

"Can I get a glass of water?", she smiled and took the menu off my hands before turning to Gerald with a wider smile.

"How about you, sir?", he looked up at her with a flirty smile before responding.

"Coffee", he passed the menu to her and rubbed her hand in the process, making her blush as she walked away. I was mad as fuck, bruh. They were candidly flirting with each other like I wasn't even there. Lunch didn't seem all that interesting to me at that point. He kept on talking but I wasn't listening. Just as the waitress came back to take our food orders, she slipped a serviette in front of him, which I'm pretty sure contains her contact.

"Oh would you look at the time? Sorry, Gee-"

"That's a cute diminutive of my name", he chuckled. God, he was so sexy.

"Yeah, I've really got to go, it's-", I tapped open my iPhone x and it was already 12.28. "-12:28 and I have to meet my boyfriend soon", I stressed on the boyfriend and he forced a smile.

"So you and River, huh?"

"You know him?"

"Yeah, kinda"

"Hmm. Anyways, I've really got to go, thanks for the drink", I got up, picked my patent leather bag and headed out the bistro. I had no money on me and gratefully, I had my debit card on me. I just had to find the nearest cashpoint to withdraw. I immediately asked siri to find the latest cashpoint and it began to search. A couple boys were staring at me from afar and pointing while talking to each other and smirking and it pissed me off. Just as the results of my search came on and siri began to respond, a message came through.

Goldie»» Where are you? I'll come pick you up.

God is literally the best and I know that because he's helped me out lots of situations which I needed help with. Like this one, he helped my frugal ass save money. I immediately texted back.

Some place called The Kitchen. I'll share my location.

Goldie»» No need, I'm on my way.

He got there in exactly eight minutes and thirteen seconds. I know because whenever I wait anxiously for someone or something, I tend to count absentmindedly until they arrive. The boys got closer and were staring more and I started to feel weird. I moved forward and they moved as well. It creeped me put. Thankfully, Goldie got there on time. He parked in front of me and got out.

"Had lunch yet?", he asked.

"Not really, can we go?"

"But I just got here", he whined childishly and I almost laughed. Keyword - almost. The chattering from the boys got louder and I even heard one say "Bet she tastes as good as she looks". Like, can people not judge people based on what they wear and how they look? And people should really stop making offensive comments about other people they don't know.

"Please let's just get out of here", I whined pleadingly. He clenched his fist and placed his hand on my waist.

"No, we'll stay, forget about them, they're just a bunch of hormonal boys who can't get girls even when they try so hard so they go around, making nasty comments about beautiful girls to get a reaction from them, the attention they wouldn't get from girls on a normal basis, even if they did something Instagram worthy", that caused me to burst out laughing, not caring about the immature dudes behind us. I held his shoulder to stabilize my hysteric ass. I sobered up to see a small genuine smile playing on his lips.

"Alright then but I don't want to stay here, I'm trying to get away from someone", I pulled my adorable face for him. Most girls pull off the pout and puppy eyes real well but I just look like a toothless old lady trying to kiss someone. My adorable face was just me widening my lips; but not smiling and fluttering my lashes slowly.

"Who?"

"Just this kid in my class that brought me to lunch and started flirting with the waitress", I rolled my eyes as he gasped dramatically.

"How insulting", I rolled my eyes again and he turned us around so my back was on the car and he trapped me in between his car and his body. Two things I want so badly. "Gimme a kiss and I might just consider it", I pecked his lips and he smirked. "That wasn't a kiss", I didn't care about the people around us staring, most had awww expressions on their faces while others just looked and passed.

I grabbed his shirt and pressed my lips onto his, he kissed back immediately, biting my bottom lip and I gave him access. His hand went to my back and he slipped his hand under my army green cardigan, caressing the skin on my waist softly. We heard a couple awws and pulled away. I wiped the lipstick off his lips and slipped into the car. He got in as well and started the car. From the open window, I saw Gerald staring at me. The bitch watched me stand there for close to ten minutes and couldn't even offer a drop.

"For a fake relationship, you act real good", I shot him a smile which he returned.

"Put on your seatbelt"

"Relax, Goldie, I'm grown up, I don't need a little seatbelt to protect me, I can save myself, I'm a big girl", he chuckled and spared me a glance before looking back at the road.

"Goldie? Really?"

"Yup"