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available.”  Shane
is doing it to get a reaction out of me.  I’m close to strangling the son
of a bitch and he knows it.  He’s chuckling.  Troy gets up and the
three of us follow him.  He knows what Shane is doing, too.
               
“Enjoy your lunch, ladies,” Troy says.  The girls say a general good
bye. 
    I
look over at Alyssa.  “See you tomorrow,” I say. 
    She
smiles up at me and says, “See ya .”  I can’t
help myself, so I wink at her and she smiles a little more.  Why does
seeing her smile make me feel so happy?     
   

Chapter
Four
    Rocco
     
     
    Can
this day go by any slower?  I’ve been pacing in my room since finishing my
classes about an hour and a half ago.  There’s still an hour left until
I’m supposed to meet Alyssa in her apartment.  Watching TV was no
help.  Writing my paper for History class that’s due next week was
impossible.  I took a shower and even straightened up my room.  My
mom would be proud if she walked in here right now.  I still don’t get why
this girl makes me so nervous and why I feel this need to get to know
her.  I know I should stay away from her.  The possibility of Alyssa
being someone who just may be able to creep her way into my heart scares me
because it can never happen.  I cannot take the chance of something
happening to her.  I shake my head and try to get rid of that
thought.  It’s not necessary to go there right now.  We are only
getting together to write up an assignment for a class.  This isn’t a
date.  I don’t date.
    Logan
and Shane come home, so I go out to the living room. 
    “We’re
going to play some Call of Duty.  You playing?” Logan asks as he pulls
some beers out of the refrigerator.
    “Nah,
not now.  I’m not going to be here much longer,” I tell him taking the
bottle he’s handing me.  I just put it on the table without opening it.
    “Oh right. 
You have a date.”  Shane and I had a talk last night, but apparently he’s
not getting the message.  He ignores the look I’m shooting him and
continues his shit.  “You realize you can date, right?  You cannot
let that wench dictate what you do.  You guys are done and have been for a
while.  She’s ancient history.” 
    “It’s
not a date. It’s just homework,” is all I say.
    “Whatever,”
he says.
    I
watch them play for about forty-five minutes when I cannot take it
anymore.  Alyssa never told me what apartment she lived in.  I pull
out my phone to text her, but instead I see she already texted me about ten
minutes ago.  Shit!  How could I have forgotten to turn the ringer
back on?
    Got
out of class early.  I’m back, so whenever you’re ready I’m here. 
Apt 234.
    I
text her back jumping off the chair and head to grab my backpack that’s waiting
for me. 
    OMW
    “Good
luck, Rocco.”  I ignore Shane. 
    “Let
me know if you’re going out with us later,” Logan calls from behind me.
    I
round the corner looking at the room numbers on the doors.  Her apartment
is literally the last one on the floor tucked in the corner.  I have to
take a deep breath before knocking.  When she opens the door, she is on
the phone.  She waves me in holding up a finger to say she’ll be just a
minute.  As soon as I walk in through the kitchen, I cannot help but
notice how girly the apartment is.  There is one of those slip cover
things on the couch with a bunch of pillows.  Their small circle kitchen
table has a cover on it with a vase of fresh flowers in the middle.  They
have a curtain hanging in the window behind the couch, a lamp on the
windowsill, and matching floor lamps on either end of the couch.  The
normal posters that college kids tack on their walls are replaced by pictures
hanging in frames.  Some are of the four of them while some are imitations
of actual paintings.  There is an area rug in the middle of the living
room floor.  Then I see how everything matches, from the kitchen to the
living