Notes:

Additional Cast:

 Nick Zano as Alex Summers

 Jessica Parker Kennedy as Sam Harris  

Robin's POV

  The sound of the alarm is waking me up from my rather spicy dream...damn you college! Man, Trish was way hot in my dream... She is always hot if I am being honest, girl knows she's got it....I wonder what she's doing right now...

I make my way downstairs to make breakfast only to find my favorite man in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee.

"Morning lover girl." My uncle greets me with my rather irritating nickname.

"Morning old man." I say to piss him off, knowing he hates being considered old. He is only 42 after all, only in his 20s when they called him to tell him his brother and sister in law where in a car accident, leaving him the only candidate to look after their 2 year old daughter who was happily playing with the babysitter when the accident happened.

Yes, that's my sad story. I have been living with my uncle ever since and even though you would expect me to have some sort of issues, I consider myself pretty normal. I never felt not loved. I grew up happy with him and even though I know it sounds cruel, I do not miss my parents, I don't think I remember them to be honest. Just some pictures my uncle has showed me and a few home videos that are rather humiliating (I am naked in those dude) but the old man made sure to tell me every now and then how much they loved me and all the dreams they had for me. Sometimes I wonder if having a gay daughter was one of them... Anyway, since my uncle was cool with that I believe they would be cool too... If not, I could always run away from home and come live with the man standing in front of me right now waiting for his morning hug with a smile on his face. God I love this man.

"Hey I 'm not old!" He pouts as I hug him and I swear to god I look like him when I pout too.

"And I'm not a lover girl" I sass back getting a cup of coffee for myself.

"I think the girl that ate breakfast with us the other morning, would agree to this nickname. What was her name again?" He puts his index finger on his chin pretending to be thinking hard.

"Trish." I wave my hand taking a sip.

""Oh yes lovely girl, with nice boo...eyes, yes eyes. Call her again for breakfast!" He smirks.

"How about No? Omg she is old enough to be your daughter! Plus I think in this family I am her type, not middle aged taken men." I say waiting for his brazen comment.

"What about Sam? Haven't seen her doing the walk of shame lately". He smirks.

"Sam is doing great. And it's not a walk of shame when they stay over for breakfast you know!" I do offer them breakfast. He raised me well.

"Whatever kiddo. You should thank me you know...you got your charm from me.... blondie". He says getting up leaving me alone to finish my eggs.

Yeah, blondie is another nickname that I hate, not because of all the stereotypes, I am a good student, thank you very much. No, I hate it because it was her nickname, as in her, the ex-girlfriend we all blame everything for. The same ex-girlfriend that after being together throughout high school, enduring together the stares and bitter comments, found cheating on me with some girl at a party. The same ex I vowed to never think of, but failing from time to time. Natalie... Damn exes, the world would be so much better without you.

As I leave the kitchen I hear my uncle call me from the living room making my way to him, still feeling nostalgic about the past.

"I will have to stay late for work today. When do you come back from college?" He asks looking at the news on TV.

"Around 18:00 but I have a meeting with the club after that. We wanna talk to the Dean about an issue." I reply crossing my hands on my chest.

"Cool, make sure there's dinner waiting for me. I am not paying you to sit around and watch TV all day." He laughs turning around and blowing me a kiss from the couch.

"Love ya old man." I blow him a kiss too and smiling I make my way to my room.

Let's do this, first Monday of college, thank God for my elective class. I love electives! I should call Sam, maybe we can grab a cup of coffee together. I take my phone from the bedside table and find Sam's contact.

To Sam : hey bitch! Whatya doing? Wanna grab some coffee at camp before our morning classes?

I type and I hit send putting my clothes and favorite Nikes on. I feel the vibration on my phone and I read Sam's text with a smile on my face as I see the picture she sent me with her and her puppy in bed.

From Sam: hanging out with this guy before class. Ofc we can have coffee, send me the deets!

To Sam: hmm should I be jealous of this little guy? I'll be there in 30 minutes, meet me at the parking lot, bitch.

From Sam: No you shouldn't be jealous, I keep my best kisses for someone else :P

To Sam: oh yeah? Do I know them?

From Sam: just a girl,very sassy, and very pleasing surprisingly .

Damn this convo is getting out of hand and fast! I am getting flustered and my imagination is running wild at this moment but my train of thoughts is interrupted by another text.

From Sam: you know, you could come and snuggle here with me instead of going to college. We can ditch class and have fun, I'm not in the mood of going ;)

Damn don't tempt me, I really want to attend this class...What do I say to her?

To Sam : that would be ideal, trust me, but we do need to go,bitch..we have some issues to deal with...but maybe I could show you how pleasing I can be tonight?? I do miss certain parts of your body after all, and it's been awhile, nothing interested has happened. Are you in?

Ha, now is your turn to get flustered.

From Sam: you got it lover girl, meet you there, oh and by the way there is a certain something that misses you too..wanna see?

Is she gonna..?? nahhhh

To Sam: shoot.

My hands are sweating and my heartbeat is out of the charts..come on! What's taking so long? My phone vibrates indicating my new text. I take a deep breath and prepare myself for the pic, I open the app and.....the puppy? There's a pic of her puppy? Wtf? I thought it was gonna be her b...fuck you Sam! I can't believe it, she played me like a fool!

I open my camera and take a picture giving her the middle figure and press send, super annoyed and in need of a cold shower. Moments later I get my reply : lol, see you lover girl xoxo.

I am a bit flustered but what the heck. I grab my jacket and leave my room, pass the living room and get out. The fresh air will cool my off for now. As for Sam, well I have special plans for her tonight.

When we met at class during our first semester I thought she was very attractive and smart. We became friends right away and study buddies. At that time I was still heartbroken and she helped me get over it by being her amazing self, cracking jokes and generally listening to me complaining about love and heartbreak. She, herself was in relationship with a girl, which I never liked because she was too fake, but after 5 months, she left her for a guy (that sucked a lot, Sam was a mess)... and after a drunken night with the both of us blaming love for making people crazy, we kissed...and then we did more than kissing...yeah we had sex.. After that night we sort of made a silent agreement to help each other out when we felt like it and have been doing so for 4 months now.

Sam....Sam is special you know... With her curly hair and light brown skin and her warm smile..I truly love her as a friend... We have been through so much together and if the circumstances were different I might've fallen for her but right now that's not the case. We both know where we stand and we have agreed to things. We have fun with other people and when they are not enough, we turn to each other for the emotional connection... For the cuddling afterwards and the lame jokes that put all awkwardness aside. We are flirting and provoking each other with innuendos and sexy pictures all the time just for the sake of it. It's a game we both enjoy.

Plus...I am not ready to be with anyone... Not after how broken I was.

I promised myself I would protect my heart from the ache till it's strong enough to survive another hit.

Sophie's POV  

My first day of college has arrived along with my Monday morning elective class, gender studies.There are people chatting in the room, when I make my way to the empty middle row and take a seat. I observe the other students with a smile. Although stressed, I am hyped about college. This is way different than high school and for once I feel like I'm with people that I share the same interests with. I may even make a friend or two in this class. Maybe I can talk to the person that will sit next to me.

The professor is due to arrive in 10 minutes so I take out my phone and put my earplugs. I choose a song and sit patiently, waiting for the lecture to begin... That until I feel some movement behind me, followed by a tap on my shoulder, so I turn my head to look behind me at the person who clearly doesn't know what personal boundaries are. I see a blonde girl with a big smile on her face and big blue eyes looking at me. I look at her, remove my earplugs and speak first before the silence gets akward.

"Can I help you?" I ask and I see her holding out a leaflet. I take it from her and take a look at it. It's a pink poster that reads "JOIN THE FIGHT" and something about a LGBT gathering. Lgbt is for gay people right? Nice, the first person I talk to and she is gay, fighting for rights. They are entitled to marriage now, right? What else do they have to fight for? What more do they want? I wonder not knowing anything about them. Only the stuff from TV. I look at the poster again and give it back to her.

"Thank you, but no thank you." I say.

"Can't make it?" She asks still smiling.

"No, I can, but I don't want to get involved." I replay, eyes fixed on her. I can tell the exact moment her face changed.

"Why not?" She asks clearly upset by my answer.

"Don't think there's a point." I deadpan thinking I have nothing that can help them in any way...I am not gay, so what can I offer them? And then I see how her eyes widened at that.

"Hmmm OK. I see. You are one of those aren't you?" Those? What does she mean by that? I frown and look at her. Her arms are crossed, clearly she is upset and ready to pick a fight.

"Those?" I ask eyebrows raised.

"Yes, highly indifferent and homophobic?" She talks back and I am pretty sure that if we weren't in a classroom she would attack me. Also, did she just call me a homophobe? Of course she did, because the moment we don't engage with them we are the monsters? Oh I am no monster! How dare she? I am not a homophobe, I am normal! I am contemplating my answer when I see people around us sitting down signaling that the professor entered the room.

"I am a normal person, and you don't know me. Plus I don't care about what you think of me. Now if you'll excuse me, the professor just got here and some of us do have a real cause in this life, which is learning and not fighting the society and being an outcast."And with that I know that I won the argument, although the 'outcast' thing was a bit much, but I had to stop talking to her since the professor was here and in my stressed state I got offensive...

I turn around not bothering looking at her and start paying attention to the class..

Robin POV  

I am shocked! Is this girl for real? What the fuck just happened! I stare at her shoulder for minutes spaced out, lesson long forgotten. I unlock my phone and text Sam: will you visit me in jail?

From Sam: yes of course, who did you kill? Should I call Annalise Keating?

Ohh how to get away with murder!

To Sam: I just met the bitchiest girl ever! Seriously Sam imma kill this bitch!

From Sam: calm down Ro, what happened?

To Sam: besides the fact that she called our fights vein indirectly, she got the nerves to tell me that I should have a better cause than being an outcast and she called herself NORMAL ...Wtf!!! I am tired of people calling themselves normal around us!

From Sam: wow, bitch much? Let it go Ro, she is probably a rich preppy daddy's girl. She is not worth it OK? Pay attention to class and I will see you outside.

To Sam: yeah yeah I will syl.

We end our conversation and I try to pay attention but my mind is going Hannibal Lecter on me..arghhhhhhhh.

A/N Note: Thanks for reading, any feedback is welcome. :)