CJ walked me back to my apartment at the end of our date.

"I had a really great time," I let go of his hand as we reach my front door, "I can't wait for next Saturday."

He grins. "I can't wait either. I should be heading back to my dorm.I'll text yo later." Before I could say anything or process anything, CJ had planted a soft kiss to me cheek and walked away.I smile to myself as I head inside.

I have to say, it was fun hanging out with him. I've never been on a date like that before. I didn't feel too over whelmed or uncomfortable. He made it so easy. Talking to him was easy. Hell, everything with him was easy.

My glow from earlier begins to fade when I see Mason and some girl I've never seen, sucking each others faces off.I thought he was done with that? He hadn't had a girl over since our argument. I just roll my eyes and make my way past them into the bathroom. It's the only other room in the place. I'd rather sit in the bathroom for a few than see my roommate make out with someone who wasn't even going to be around for long. I'd also rather not get in another argument about kicking some girl out.

After about half an hour and many many different iPhone games, I hear the front door slam shut and by slam shut I mean slammed shut to the point the floor shook. He must of told her that was a one time thing. I've seen the same scenario many times before. I crack the bathroom door open a little and peak out.

"Are you done?" I call out to Mason.

"For now, my other chick will be here around four ." Mason answers. I open the door and walk out. I was irritated to the point I didn't care that he spoke to me.

"Pig." I mumble.I hope he wasn't serious about that.

"So its okay for you to go have fun with CJ but I can't have fun with a girl?"

I scoff. "CJ and I went on a date. Thats different from hooking up with someone random."

"Whatever," he settled, "I'm hungry." He rolls on to his stomach and stuffs his face in his pillow.

"And I need to know this why? Theres a fridge not that far from you." I point to the small kitchen.

"Lets go to McDonalds!" He hops up and joins me on the couch. I look at him as if he grew two heads. Did he just say "lets" as in the the short version of "let us?" Is he being serious right now? The Mason I know would never invite me to go anywhere with him.

"You and me?" There's no way he is asking me to go somewhere with him. Unless he's planning to kidnap and kill me. Though I feel like he would have done that by now if that was his plan. He could never get away with that anyway.

"Yes." He looks at me blankly.

I snort. "No! I'm not going anywhere with you."

"What come on. McDonald isn't even that far away. I'm trying to be nice!"

"I don't trust you. You don't do nice!"

"Let me be nice!"

"No!"

We argued for a little bit before I gave in. I was persuaded at the thought of fries. I pout and follow him to the parking. He wins this round but this will be the only time.

"When you get in don't touch anything alright? I don't need you messing up my interior." He stops me in front of a black mustang. My jaw drops. This was Masons car? How on earth did he afford such a majestic car! It was absolutely beautiful.

"This is your car," I run my fingers softly over the hoo,. "Its beautiful," I felt as if I could cry. It was that stunning.I stared at the beautiful car for a few more minutes, until Mason interrupted me.

"Can you get in now?" he grumbled. I slowly slip into the car. The seats were a nice black leather and the interior was grey. He didn't have a bad stereo system either. It suddenly hit me that I was in Mason's car with him.I cant believe I agreed to get in a car with him. Am I going crazy?

When we arrived at the McDonald's Mason wanted to go inside but, I talked him into going through the drive thru. McDonald's is always loud and busy inside. I like to eat my dinner in peace.

"I guess we could go eat at Paradise Beach or something." Mason suggests. I just nod. It sounds like a nice place to eat. Ive heard about it before its only about 15 minutes away from the campus.There really wasn't anywhere to sit at the beach. We ended up sitting on the hood of his car.

"So, tell me about yourself." Mason looks at me before taking a bite out of his hamburger.

"why would you want to know anything about me?" I asked.

"I realized that I don't really know you that well. We've been roommates for a while and yet I know barely anything about you other than you're super annoying."

"I didn't really think you wanted to get to know me," I ignore his last comment, "I'm from Florida, Tampa to be exact. I have three brothers.I love photography and film. I'm not allergic to anything. I used to be on my high school dance team. And my favorite color is silver. Thats pretty much it." It was random things but still information about me. He nods and grabs some fries.

"What about you?" I question. He was so mysterious. I literally only know that he's an honors student with a bad attitude and troublemaker reputation. Which I'm not completely sure about. I haven't seen him cause any trouble except with the girl community. It could all just be rumors.

His head snaps to me. He drops a couple of the fries.

"You don't need to know about me."

I look at him confused, "But I told you about me, why can't you-"

"Lets go." He gets off the hood and gets into the car. Wow, his mood really changed. I hesitate before I get into the car. Now he might actually murder me.The drive was awkward and silent. I tried to turn the radio on but Mason slapped my hand away. I don't know why he got so angry. Maybe he likes to keep the mysterious reputation? Or maybe he just wants to distance himself from me?

Mason dropped me off right in front of our apartment. "I'll be back." He says and drives away before I could answer.

I had ruined his night on accident it seemed. Had I known he would react like that I wouldn't have asked.

Inside the apartment I grab a bottle of water out of the fridge and sit on the couch. I had nothing to do so, I turned on the T.V and began watching a Lifetime movie. Of course it had been one I've seen before. All the movies on there had the same plot.

I was half way through the movie when a random beep filled the room. It was faint but loud enough for me to still hear it. I tried to tune it out but it started to annoy me. I couldn't stand it any longer.

I switched off the T.V o and follow the sound. I checked in the bathroom, my closet, my side table, and under my bed. It wasn't coming from any of those places. I turned to Masons side of the room. It has to be coming from over there.

Without thinking, I check his closet first. I slowly open it, I was scared of what might be in there. It was really full and clothes were thrown on the ground. I searched through the closet. I found nothing. I then check under his bed and found nothing. The last place to search is his side table.

I open the top drawer first. All that was in there was socks and a black bag. I was too scared to look inside the bag. I open the last drawer and find a expensive looking watch. The beeping sound was now much louder. "Ah ha! Found it." I quickly turn off the watch and begin to place it back in the drawer. I felt relieved as the room fell silent.

When I went to set the watch back in I noticed a little black book. The word "family" was written in big letters. It must be a photo album. "Maybe if I just peak in there I can learn more about him." I murmur to myself. I began to grab it and then realized that I would be invading his privacy. I fought with myself for a while before my curiosity took the better of me. I snatched the book from its place. Flipping through all the pages. I stopped when I came across a picture of Mason and some little girl hugging. Was this the same Mason I know? I turned the page and laugh at a picture of him and the same girl making silly faces.

"What are you doing?" I stop laughing and gasp at the sound of Masons voice. How did I not hear him come in? Oh god, he was definitely going to kill me. I was joking earlier but now, I'm sure he wants me dead. His face was red in anger. I messed up.

"I was just uh, sorry." I stutter and look everywhere but at him. He walked over to me and rips the book out of my grip.

"Don't ever touch my things again! Who gave you the right to snoop through my things? Does privacy mean anything to you?" he yells. I flinch at his voice. I had never been scared of him before. Right now he was making me shake.

"I-I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have looked! But I heard a beeping and it was bugging me so I searched for it and then I saw the book and i-"

"I don't need your excuse. Don't touch my shit, don't go through my shit. Just stay on your side."

I furiously nod my head and turn to go to my bed. I quickly pull the blankets over my head and turn away from the angry boy. I hear him let out a breath and slam the drawer shut.

Way to go Alex, your curiosity ruined what started out as an okay night.