Landon offered to walk me back to campus with Cooper.

We stayed in Central Park for a few hours talking and laughing. He wanted to talk about me and my life, which I wasn't really used to. I'll admit it was hard for me to answer certain questions and when he saw that, he'd change the subject.

He was really sweet. Someone anyone could be able to talk to. Someone easy.

We walk into the elevator together, Cooper walking beside him. "Floor?" Landon asks, looking to me.

"7," I say as he clicks the button and the elevator doors shut.

"This campus is nice, I don't know why I never looked here," He says, his hands crossed politely, intertwined with the dog leash.

"Yeah, but it's not cheap that's for sure," I chuckle.

The elevator dings and the doors open. We walk down the hall until we reach my door. "This is me."

He nods, "Sweet. It was nice meeting you," he says. I smile at him, "you too."

Landon's hand lifts to rub the back of his neck. He looks down at the ground, almost as if he's nervous. "Can I get your number by chance?"

I blush, half expecting him to ask the question. "Sure."

After I give him my number, he waves me goodbye and walks back down the hall to the elevator.

That really just happened?

I open my door, shutting it behind me and throw my keys on my side dresser.

I look up and see Chloe sitting on my bed, smiling a huge ass smile at me.

"I heard all of that," she says, smiling even bigger.

I take a deep breath, "It's not like that Chlo. I met him at at Central Park and we just started talking."

She jumps off my bed, running up to me, "Oh my god, Mandy! You met a guy and didn't even plan on telling me?!"

"Why were you in my dorm?" I ask. "I was trying on your clothes, but that's not the point." She pushes my question away.

I roll my eyes, "what makes you think that?"

She slits her eyes at me, "Oh please. If I didn't overhear that conversation you wouldn't have told me anything!" She slaps my arm.

I huff, walking around her to hang my back on my chair and hang up my coat, "Chloe, it's nothing."

Chloe leans against my door and crosses her arms, "Mhm." I walk over to my mirror and let down my hair from my bun.

I feel her stare blazing into head. I turn to her, "what?"

"It's Saturday," she says with her arms still crossed.

"Cool. And?"

"I swear to god if you're planning on going to the library for 3 hours to pick out romance novels I'm gonna kill you," she says, laying her head back on my door.

"What's wrong with reading romance novels? I happen to think they're enjoyable. They make my standards higher and pass my time quicker," I grab my laptop and plop onto my bed.

"Mandy, I love you to death, but spending your weekend in a library isn't going to show you how fun college life can be," Chloe says, almost tired of having this conversation with me. "Why don't we go for dinner or go to party?"

I look over to her. Her red hair is curled and her makeup is done. She seems like she's been planning on heading out tonight, "You have plans?"

She drops her arms, "Yes, I do. And I'd like you to come with me." She unrolls the sleeves of my cream sweater. "For the love of God, please Mandy."

I close my eyes. I don't do college parties, I don't do college parties.

"I don't know," I shrug. Her frustration is practically fuming out of her ears, "Get your fucking ass out of this fucking bed or I will throw you out this fucking window."

I roll my eyes. "Don't roll your eyes! You do it all that time! Just get up and get dressed. Kappa Ki is having a party and we're going."

I roll my eyes again, just to piss her off, and get flipped off in return.

I force myself to get up and walk over to my small closet. When I moved in I was too lazy to fold everything neatly, so that resulted in me shoving every piece of fucking clothing into colored boxes and on hangers.

I grab out a purple dress covered with sparkles. It's... cute. A bit much but cute. Abby wore it Junior year for a school dance. I wore a white silk dress I found at Nordstrom's.

Abby of course, had a date who matched her colors. I didn't.

I shove it back into the clothes, sliding over the hangers until I see something I like. I come across a black dress with spaghetti straps. I pull it out, taking another look before tossing it onto my bed and getting undressed.

A few minutes later, my door opens, "So do you like this or should I-" Chloe stops mid sentence, gaping at me in my dress.

"Holy shit. I- Wow." She looks me up and down before landing on my breasts, "You have boobs, Mandy!"

"Yes? Don't you?"

"Not those milkers that's for sure." She walks over to my closet grabbing a pair of my heels.

"You have a way with words. I'm flattered," I place my earrings in, analyzing my appearance. Chloe walks up behind me. She looks great as usual.

"Wait! You need a jacket," Chloe walks over to my closet, pulling out a black jean jacket and tossing it to me.

"Let's go party our asses off!" Chloe yells.

I smile as we walk hand in hand out of my dorm.