"Morning? Sleepy head?" Tori’s voice blasting through my phone speaker is the first thing I heard  after answering my phone while making myself ready for class.  Suddenly ,I started regretting answering it.

She kept in-line talking to me while I styled my hair.
After a few minutes "I’m at your apartment woman! get out! get out!"
She full on screams through my speaker and I quickly hang up on her moving towards my desk to get my bag.
I rush out, jumping several stairs down and as I emerge from the back doors of the apartment complex, I get to see something I never expected. 
A red Ford with golden streaks on its side was parked in front of me and Tori was seated inside staring on her phone.
"A NEW CAR!" I screamed on top of my lungs startling her. She turns to me grinning from ear to ear .
"Surprise!"
"why didn’t you tell me Tori?" my accusations preceded my congratulations.
"duh, cuz I didn’t wanna miss this reaction!"she states starting the car.
"But it’s a new car!"I cleared invisible tears from my face faking a hurt expression.
"woah! Don’t make that face ever again Vic, you know I can easily see through your façade woman! Plus we wouldn't want passer by's and other drivers to die of a heart attack do we ?"
I stick my tongue at her .
yes, I’m that childish! don’t judge .
And we start our days in amusement.
"what are you? Five? She’s already in college and she still sticks her tongue out like a freakin’ five-year-old!"   she murmurs giving me the side eye.
"Eyes focused on the road!" I scolded earning me a death glare and a huff.
"That was just to let you know that I can be mature."I smirk and that seemed to annoy her more. And right there I started realising annoying her, while she's the one behind the wheel wasn't a good idea after all.
"okay, okay… sheesh! just drive" I raise my hands in defense. 
"I’ll meet you at the cafeteria after class."I glance at Tori as she parks her car at the NYMAC that stands for New York Music and Arts College student parking lot and I step out heading straight to my painting class after saying my temporary goodbye’s.

I always sit at the front center, because I think I’ll be able to see better and hear better.  I am not that much of a social person at college; but I do have a few friends, I’m close to.

The classroom fills with students and our professor starts his lecture after introducing our topic.
After I’m done with my painting theory class I head to my theatrical arts class.
I’m majoring in arts even though my parents expected me to study business and take over my dad but I find myself extremely interested in literature , arts and acting .I joined NYMAC completely blocking off their attempts into forcing me to study Business or Management . We fought over it several times so, I moved out renting an apartment.

I smile, looking at Kevin sticking his head out of the stage curtains and as soon as he looks at me approaching, he yells "she’s here!" and disappears into them.
"Veronica? Perfect timing! We were just getting ready to start our discussion."
Our teacher Mrs. Jones informs me clapping her hands as a cue to get me and my acting partners to head for the backstage.
I quickly change into my stage clothes and head to my friends "Hey? What’s up?"Kevin asks me as I hug Bret. "Not much. You? How’s your sister? Is she getting better?"I ask and Kevin’s head turns down at the mention of his sister; I cringe as the realization of what I just asked hits me.
"… Not much progress"He whispers after long awkward moments of silence.
"So how is Tori? She still available?" Bret, a.k.a the school player asks, and Kevin’s brows join looking at his best friend in embarrassment. "The hell is wrong with you dude? She’s her best friend!"
"None of your business Kevin, I ask about what I’m interested in." Bret challenges. Kevin lets out a throaty chuckle "We all know that your interest is in only one thing Bret Evans."
Bret ignores his friend and throws an expecting glance over to me.

"I don’t know… why are you asking me? Ask her!"I smirk at him throwing him a thankful glance for lighting up Kevin’s mood.
"Will do." He states.
"I swear Vic, don’t let him get anywhere near her, and he’s not joking he will ask her … he’s up to no good." Kevin whispers in my ears after Bret left.
I nod smiling" Trust me Kev , I have no desire playing match maker in this story." and we all scatter to the stage when we hear our teachers call.
"Okay guys, Important announcement!’ Mrs. Jones" voice rings in the hall.
"We have a new project on our hands. We won’t be working on the classics for this semester instead we will be working on a new book published about a year ago. I hope you won’t face any difficulties in acting because it’s written in the present day and all of you experience these" she shows us a bunch of papers that I guessed were our scripts "In your everyday lives. So, I expect a lot from all of you…. Ah! Mr. Kenzo! Come on here!"Her eyes turn into the direction of the opening door.
My heart falls to the ground at the mention of that name.
And when he approaches the stage with his princely glories, I felt the room heat up.

Why am I sweating?

Oh! sweet lord he’s looking at me!

Why? God! Why me?

I stare at my feet to avoid eye contact. My breath turns shallow and I felt like I was drowning when his cologne swifts around us signaling me that he was close… so close!
"Alright! Guys meet Mr. Dillan Kenzo the author of Lilies, Roses, And Violet. This will be the new project we will be working on"she pauses to hand each of us our papers "It is required that all of you study your lines in the next three weeks. We will discuss about who gets to play who after we listen to Mr. Dillan giving us a short description of his book. Veronica?"my head shot up reflexively and I planted my eyes on hers "Can you please hold note of our discussion? I need you to write out the assigned characters for everyone?"
"Yeah, sure" I say and fret over the fact that my voice sounded so small suddenly.