Don't Let Me Fall(3)

matter?

“This was just a reason to see you again. I don’t want you to think I’m a stalker.” Stalker? No, why would she think that? “I haven’t seen you around campus before, are you

new?”

“Yeah,” I said, chewing on my lip and trying to find a way to escape. Can I go now? Please. Please!

“Great. Want to grab lunch together? My brother is standing me up for some girl and I have no one else,” Aimee said, pouting. “I mean…” Her blues widened. “Not like you’re

the last resort. You’re new so I thought–” She looks like I just told her I’m an alien. “You don’t have to…I get it.”

Okay, this girl is whacked. And I feel bad that she has puppy-dog eyes now. Dammit! I hate the puppy-dog eyes! Kelsey always gets me with them.

“Sure,” I said, plastering on a fake smile. I just want to be left alone. Why is that so hard?

“Yeah?” she asked with a smile. What’s with people and one dimple? She has one on her right cheek just like that guy from earlier.

“I’m new and I don’t really know where to go,” I said, trying to get her to stop looking at me like she found a new stray animal to bring home. Should I bark or something? Hang

my tongue out and pant? I think she’s expecting it.

She jumped on her heeled toes and linked her arm through mine. “Excellent,” Preppy said, dragging me out of the building. A few minutes of me being treated like a ragdoll, Aimee

smiled weakly at me. “Sorry if I’m overly excited. My boyfriend and I broke up last week and I’m still trying not to cry and feel like complete shit.”

“Oh…” I said glancing at her. I guess that explains A LOT then. And I kind of feel like shit for judging her now. “Well, he’s an idiot.”

She smiled and seemed to relax a bit. That’s a good sign, right? I’m not making her feel like she should be bingeing on ice cream and watching a sad romance movie.

“Yeah, he is,” she whispered, looking down at her feet.

We headed to the Curry center and grabbed some food then snatched up a table with a window seat. The tuna salad wrap I got was somewhat okay but I’ve had better. Maybe it’s

because I don’t want to be here. I should be getting on a train and heading to the hospital to check on Kelsey. Read her something. Eat with her. Head home.

But I didn’t want to reject Aimee and make her feel bad so I joined her. And it’s pretty nice actually. Normal.

It’s not at all weird how many guys stare at Aimee as they walk by. I get the occasional look but everyone’s attention is on the blue eyed, hot bombshell sitting across from me,

wearing sexy ass heels. I’m probably twenty-five pounds heavier than Aimee but the sweater I’m wearing isn’t showing off any curves because it’s huge on me. I’m okay with that.

I don’t want attention. Sometimes staying in the shadows is good.

My eyes shifted to the window, overlooking the quad with a few students walking around, when Aimee was busy winking at a guy that’s clearly hitting on her with his jaw scratching.

My eyes turned into discs when I spotted the guy from earlier, Logan, walking toward the building but then I saw the girl on his hip and I rolled my eyes. Huh, he’s an *. I

called it. More like a flirt but still. I know that kind. And I hate that kind.

“So…how old are you? You look really young.” Aimee’s dunking a French fry in ketchup, now avoiding the guy trying to get her attention. He glanced at me for a split second

before rolling his eyes and walking away. Hey, I didn’t cockblock you. She’s not interested anymore.

“Twenty-one,” I said, trying to curl myself into my sweater even more. My hair is down, my body parts are covered and only my face is visible. I must look creepy. How Aimee is

still talking to me is unknown.

“Birthday?” she asked. Why does she care?

“Christmas.” Aimee’s mouth dropped open. I get that sometimes. Why is it really weird to be born on Christmas? Jesus shouldn’t be the only person taking credit for that day.

“Really? That’s nice. Me and my brother turned twenty-three last month. August tenth.” Her eyes lit up and she looks lost in a memory.

“You and your brother?” Oh… “You’re twins?” Duh.

“Yeah. Everyone loves to tease us about it. We’re inseparable.” She blinked and smiled as her eyes glanced over my shoulder. “He’s here now.”

This I have to see. Aimee is gorgeous. I can only imagine what her twin–

I turned my head and saw Logan walking over to us. He did a double take when he saw me and I swear he pushed the girl hanging on him, off his arm. Her mouth hung open and I held

back the urge to laugh. I guess she’s not use to the rejection. What girl is?

“Babe, you said you weren’t coming,” he said with a weird smile. I’m so lost because why would he be talking to his sister like that? I glanced at Aimee and she’s equally

confused. When my eyes landed on Logan again, he was staring at me with a look in his eyes. What the hell does he want?

And then he leaned into me and kissed me. Like, full on kissed me. I tried to pull back but he slid a hand to the back of my neck and pulled me in even closer. I gasped and he slid