I found a note written on our dorm door that he left the night before. I wiped it away. I tried not to care, but I kind of was beginning to like the guy. To have him be nice to me, only turn around and make out with his ex-girlfriend… that just about broke my heart. He was the perfect example why I swore off guys. They couldn’t be trusted, no matter how nice they were or how they said they were interested in you. After breakfast I decided to hibernate in my room all day. The first knock came at ten, but luckily Sim wasn’t a morning person, so she didn’t wake up to get it. I looked through the peephole and decided the best action was to avoid it. I didn’t want to deal with that player, Seth Sangre. By lunch, Sim was actually awake and heard the second knock. “You going to get that?” she asked from her bed. She was awake, but not really moving. “Nope,” I whispered back. I didn’t need to look. It was Seth again. Somehow I could tell from his knocking and the tingling in my hand.
