CAMPUS HEARTS

CHAPTER 2

Chapter 2: GIRLFRIEND

"So, I would like to say that you all did well. Congratulations. You are ready for a bright start. Have a nice day."

Professor Shane smiled as she dismissed the class. She was in her thirties but was married and had a little boy.

I know about her because we were close, she was like my school mother.

I began packing my things, eager to leave. I was also famished and needed a good meal. One of Molly's super meals.

"Miss Jones, a word please." I heard professor Shane say from where she stood in front of the class. Some people turned to look at me too.

My stomach immediately dropped. I looked up to find Professor Shane watching me. I quickly gathered my bag and walked over to her.

I then began to wonder, What did she want? Was I in trouble? Did I accidentally insult someone with one of my designs?

As soon as I reached her desk, I blurted out the first thing that came to mind. "Nice shoes, Mrs. Shane." Nice one Katherine, I scolded my self.

She glanced down at her heels and laughed. "Well, thank you."

I smiled awkwardly. She shook her head before continuing. "I wanted to tell you that your designs were the best in the class."

I blinked. Wait. What? Really? I didn't expect that, infact I never did expect anything. "I showed them to a friend of mine," she continued. "My friend ended up showing them to a celebrity."

My heart skipped a beat, I mean whose wouldn't ? "A celebrity?"

Professor Shane nodded. "You know Rachel Forbes, right?"

Who didn't know Rachel Forbes? Like she was too popular to not be known, it was impossible to not know her. She was one of the biggest actresses and music artists in the country. I always wondered how she excelled in two different fields. She was gifted, that's what I always told myself.

"Yeah," I replied immediately.

"Well, she wants you to design a piece for her to wear to a fashion show." Mrs. Shane landed.

I gasped. No. No way. There was absolutely no way. No f*****g way! "Oh my God!"

The words came out louder than I intended. A few students turned to look at me. I didn't care. Rachel Forbes wanted one of my designs.

Mine. Was I dreaming ? So the Rachel Forbes knew that I existed, she knew that there was some girl like me?

Professor Shane looked just as excited as I felt. She reached into her purse and handed me a card. "She asked me to give you this. Send her an email, the friend. I haven't met Rachel Forbes before." She chuckled to herself making me chuckle too.

I stared at the card like it was made of gold. I mean, Rachel Forbes touched this same card too right ? "Thank you so much, Mrs. Shane."

Without thinking, I threw my arms around her. She laughed. "You deserve it, Katherine." she said to me.

I thanked her about three more times before finally leaving the classroom. The second I stepped outside the building, I sat down on a nearby bench.

My hands were shaking. This was huge. Absolutely huge. I pulled out my phone, opened my email, and carefully typed a message to Rachel Forbes.

There was no way that I would wait for long before sending this email, I was doing it right now. I was too excited to wait for even a minute.

I read the message twice after I was done texting, Then three times. Then four. I wanted it to be perfect and not show off any fault. Then Finally, I hit send.

A huge smile spread across my face. This could change everything. Like literally everything. I could make a lot of money from this and be able to pay for my rent. Also I was planning to make some changes to my car, maybe I would even be able to do that. Ahhhhhh! This was too exciting.

"Why are you smiling?" A deep voice spoke from beside me. It was so close to me. I nearly jumped out of my skin. I turned my head to see who it was.

And instantly regretted it, I didn't need this now.

It was Charles Martinez. The basketball captain. The richest guy on campus. The guy half the female population of Dake College seemed obsessed with.

He was sitting on the bench beside me with one eyebrow raised. Waiting for an answer.

I gulped. Had he been there all along ? I didn't even know that someone was here with me.

What was wrong with me? I'd literally decided to stop obsessing over boys. Then yesterday I'd walked in on a hot naked guy. I couldn't picture out that image from my head no matter how I tried. I had a thing for hot guys.

And right now Charles Martinez was sitting beside me. I had a serious problem. I needed a cure if there was something like that.

"I have to go." I stood up immediately.

It looked like a Bad idea. But I told myself that The faster I got away, the safer I would be. It had worked away for me before, it always did.

"Wait." His voice stopped me. I turned around reluctantly, even though I didn't want to. "You're Katherine Jones, right?"

I froze. How did he know my name? Why did he know my name? What exactly was happening? A lot of questions stormed inside my head.

"Yes," I replied slowly. "The one and only." I chuckled to my self.

Questions upon questions were practically exploding inside my head, like they were having a party.

Charles nodded. "Cool."

Cool? That was all?

"You see, I need your help with something." I stared at him.

Of all the people on campus, why would Charles Martinez need help from me? "What do you want?"

I tried to sound calm. I failed. Charles stood up from the bench. He was tall. Way taller than I remembered. I suddenly felt very small. Like really tiny compared to him.

"I want you to be my girlfriend."

My brain stopped working. Completely. Gone. Vanished. "What?"