Dorming with the Jocks

Ch. 8

I was sitting at one of the round tan tables inside the school's café where a few students were sitting around chatting or studying. For how cozy and artistic this café was I was surprised there weren't more students here. The ceiling was painting like one of those fancy cathedral ceilings with naked baby angels with harps and fluffy wings and there were three pillars strategically placed around the room with carvings from old graduating classes and where people had signed their names before leaving this place for good.

"Sadie!" I heard Missy squeal as she rushed over to me from the front door. I had barely stood from my chair before she was hugging me so tight I almost couldn't breathe. I hate those kind of hugs, the ones you usually get from that old great aunt who you only see once or twice a year and who always comments on how big you've gotten.

Even though Missy hadn't done anything to me to make me not trust her, I couldn't get that odd feeling in my stomach to go away. Especially since both Kent and Charlie told me to steer clear from her.

"Hi," I greeted in an awkward fashion, although I tried to sound sincere.

"How was your day? Are you getting used to the campus at all?" She asked sitting down across from me at the table.

"Yeah, it's a pretty big campus but I'm getting the hang of things," I said chuckling lightly, mostly because of how uncomfortable this was. Missy sat across from me with her eyes glued to me and a strange, plastic looking smile on her face at all times. So this was obviously a bad idea, but I wasn't going to say anything to Kent or Charlie. All they would do is shove it in my face.

"I heard you are rooming with Kent," Missy blurted out and if my eyes weren't tricking me, her smile dimmed a bit. "Has he tried anything with you?"

"Excuse me?" I replied, somewhat loud, getting a few looks from the students around.

"It's only a question Sadie. I just figured since you're living with him and all he's probably tried something with you. He's such a horn dog as it is," Missy giggled.

"Why would you even ask me that?"

"Oh come on Sadie, don't be so naïve. I know you've heard of Kent's reputation," Missy pursed her glossed lips at me and then smiled again. "He has had s*x with at least half of the girls at this school, if not more,"

She winked at me. Sure Kent was a major flirt but of all the things I've heard about him around school he wasn't a man-w***e. In fact, the only things I really hear about Kent has to do with sports or physical ability.

"Those are probably just rumors Missy," I needed to figure out a good excuse to leave.

"Oh no they are not, trust me," She giggled again and the dark side of me wanted to reach across the table and slap the smile from her face.

"How would you know?" I fired back at her with a smirk.

"Well, Kent and I were together for quite some time,"

"What?" I couldn't begin to hide the shock from my face and that made Missy even happier. Kent and Missy were together at some point?

"I'm guessing he didn't tell you?" Missy threw her head back, dramatically and laughed for a moment before looking back at me, a malicious smile now on her porcelain face. "It's clear to everyone in school, but to you obviously, Kent is mine. We're taking a break for a moment so we can both have our alone time but trust me, we'll be back together in no time,"

For a few moments I sat at the table staring at Missy in disbelief. What could you even say after someone said that? I guess Kent and her would make a great match since they're both bossy as hell and want to control people.

"Oh I totally forgot, Kent and I made plans after classes today so I've got to get going," I said standing up quickly and grabbing my bags. Of course Kent and I had not made any plans, I'm sure he actually hated my guts at the moment, but I knew if I said that I would piss Missy off and that's all I desperately wanted to do at the moment.

"I'll walk you there then," Missy said, smiling and beginning to grab her things.

"That's alright, I can find my way back," I wasn't smiling back at her and she didn't seem to be affected by this one bit. She obviously was not trying to be friends, she had only invited me here today so she could get her threat across to me.

"I need to tell Kent something anyway," She said standing up anyway.

"Text him," I said turning away from her.

"But Sadie. . ."

"I have to go now. Bye," I nearly yelled at her, despite the glares the two of us were getting from others for creating a scene. I turned on my heels and booked it from the little safe, not looking back to see if she was following me once. So everything the guys had said was true from the start. Missy got her message across loud and clear, but luckily for her I wasn't even interested in Kent. Sure a little harmless flirting took place but if she really wanted him to herself she could be my guest!

Within minutes I was storming into my dorm room to be greeted by the two people I did not want to see. Kent and Charlie looked up at me from where they were sitting with surprise on their perfect faces.

"You're back early, did things go alright?" Charlie asked, genuinely caring. Kent didn't say anything but stared at me as well.

"You never told me she was a clingy, crazy ex of yours Kent," I snapped, throwing my back pack onto my bed and flopping down next to it. The two guys laughed and shook their heads like it wasn't a big deal.

"We both tried to warn you not to get caught up in Missy," Kent replied, rolling his eyes dramatically.

"All you had to tell me was that she's a maniac and I think that would've done the job," I said to Kent who only shrugged.

"Chill, trust me Missy is emotionally unstable and extremely dramatic but it's not like she's going to do anything," Charlie said turning his attention back to his magazine.

"She doesn't want me to be around Kent because they're going to be getting back together soon," The two just laughed and shrugged off what I had just told them. Absolutely none of this was funny.

"Like I said, we tried to warn you, it's not our fault you don't listen," Kent mumbled while not making eye contact.

I was ready to make a snarky remark back at Kent when Charlie stood from where he was sitting, stretched and stepped towards the door.

"I'm getting out of here before the two of you start fighting," Kent glared up at me, no doubt blaming me for the end of his guy time.

"I don't know why this is such a big deal to you," Kent said once Charlie had left the room and shut the door behind him.

"You could've just told me that Missy was your ex and it made you uncomfortable," I tried to reason with Kent but he only rolled his eyes in return.

"It's none of your business, brat," He concluded, laying back and rolling over to one side, his back facing me.

"Don't be rude or I'll lock you out of this room again," I threatened, slipping off my tennis shoes and fishing for some sweatpants in my dresser drawer.

"Do you want to start something, sweetheart?" Kent snapped, flipping over to his other side to glare up at me. I turned towards him, crossing my arms definiantly and giving him a daring look. A playful grin formed on Kent's flawless face and he slowly stood from his bed, inching closer to me. I had to crane my neck back completely to be able to make eye contact with Kent as soon as he got close to me.

"I think the question is do YOU want to start something?" I fired back. Kent's grin faded slightly before he too was crossing his arms.

"Go to bed little girl," Kent reached out, ruffling up my hair before he was grabbing a sweatshirt and opening our door.

"And where are you going?" I called after him.

"Why would you care?" I barely caught what he said before the door was slammed shut. I slipped into a pair of sweats and crawled into bed. Kent's mood swings were almost enough to give me whiplash. Maybe he was going to the library to game out or he had plans with some of the other guys. Or maybe with a girl.

Either way, whatever Kent was going out to do was none of my business, worrying about him would be a waste of my time.

Kent didn't come back that night.