***

While the others continued to drink and party, king took me outside to the veranda where he sat down and I sat on his lap, wrapping my arms round his neck.

"I missed you baby." he said, caressing my back.

"I missed you too, you idiot." I smirked and he smiled back. Then we shared a hot passionate kiss, careless of whosoever could be walking by and see us.

We kissed long and nice. For about a minute until I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I ignored it and continued to kiss him. But the vibration didn't stop.

I broke the kiss rolling my eyes. What again? I checked the number and discovered it was the beta theta house number.

"Who's that?" King asked.

"A boy." I lied, chuckling as I got up.

"Baby, it ain't funny."

"So? Chill, boy. It's the sorority calling."

"Hmm. Okay."

I picked the call.

"Hello?"

"Yes, Harlem." It was Lou.

"Yes, Lou?"

"When are you coming back?"

"Sunday afternoon."

"Oh, okay. Tonight we were gonna organise a party for you and the nine other girls. A little party amongst ourselves. Some sort of welcome stuff. So you won't come?"

"I'm sorry. I won't be able to."

"Alright then. See ya." she hung up and I went back to business with King.

"I missed you, you rascal." I giggled, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Oh yeah? And why?" he smirked.

"Cuz I fucking love your being."

"Why? Once again, tell me what you love about me."

I eyed him and smiled.

"Everything. Your smile, your body, your attitude, the bad boy you are. All tattooed and stuff."

"Nice." he smiled and we kissed again.

*
That night, I spent more time with my mother, laughing, chatting and helping with all the chores. Then we ended up watching movies together.
-
At eleven PM, I retired happily to my room. I'd had a good time that day.
The guys had normally invited me to go clubbing with them that night but I'd refused because I wanted to spend the night with my mom before I travelled the next afternoon.

***

"Yeah mom, I arrived safely. I'm already settled in my room." I told my mother Sunday evening.

"Okay, honey. See you next weekend."

"Bye, momma."

"Bye, honey."

I hung up and lay on my bed. I was once again on campus.
I lay staring at the ceiling, my room's door opened when Brianna walked by. She stopped and stared into my room, arms folded.

"Why did you come back, Rahim?" she smiled, "Thought you'd understood that no one wants you here."

I looked at her and smiled too.

"Bree, darling?" I called in a sweet, fake tone.

"Yes?" she replied with the same sweet tone.

"Fuck you." I said smiling, "I'm so sorry but you'll have to be seeing my sexy ass everyday."

She raised a brow and scoffed

"You? Sexy? Oh, please. Who fooled you?"

I chuckled and shook my head.

"You know it's true, dumbass. And the funniest thing is, I don't force sexy. I'm a natural. Unlike you."

She gave a fake laugh.

"Once again your fooling yourself, Rahim."

I gave a fake laugh too.

"Honey," I said with a cute smile, "Leave my door before I make you swallow your weave."

"I go when I want."

I pretended to stand and before I could realise, she gave a little scream and ran away. Nonsense.

*
Monday arrived and I went for my first class. As usual, the lecturer wasn't there yet. I was on my phone when a guy approached me.

"Hey, Rahim."

How did he call me? Who was he?

"It's Harlem."

"My bad. Uh, please can you make a portrait of me? During your free time?"

"Oh, sure. Meet me at the gym."

"Alright."

When he walked away, I thought of Lucas. I hadn't seen him since I'd returned. I looked around the amphitheatre and saw him up laughing with two other guys.
Probably his friends.

I don't know why I felt surprised. To me, Lucas looked like someone who didn't have friends. But apparently I was wrong. While I looked up, as he laughed, his eyes fell on me and surprise was his next expression. He told his friends something and came down to meet me.

"Harl. When did you come back?" he asked, squatting next to where I was sitting.

"Good morning, Lulu." I said sarcastically.

"Oh, sorry. Good morning."

"I'd told you I'd be back by Sunday evening."

"I completely forgot."

"Whatever."

"Anyway, it's nice to have you back. Let's have breakfast together this morning."

"If you want."

"Good."

At that moment, the professor entered class.

"Well, Mr Lobe's here. Hope I don't sleep again." he rolled his eyes and went back to his seat.

Mr lobe was the most boring of our professors. Everyone complained about him.

The lecture started normally but of course at a point, things became boring. A lot of people were distracted, some bored and others were sleeping. Mr lobe didn't do anything though. He was an old man who had better things to do than to wake lazy students up from sleep. I was amused at the whole situation.

I turned and looked up to see if the rich kid was asleep. Surprisingly, he wasn't sleeping. He stared straight at the professor, boredom evident in his expression.

I faced front and shook my head, amused. I picked my phone and texted him.

"Lol watsup?"

Some seconds later he replied with a picture.

-I'm bored AF!-

"Lol your face tho. Tot guys like u were sposed to luv skul."

-Cuz I'm a 'rich kid'? Hon, you don't know me.-

"So u hate skul?"

-Let's just say I'm not a fan. Though you probably tot I was a nerd.-

After reading his last text, I turned and looked up at him. He smiled and I rolled my eyes.

Mr lobe was actually really boring.
Instead of sleeping, I decided to draw.

I looked at the picture Lucas had sent to me. I thought of drawing him and so I took my drawing book, pencil and markers out of my bag. That was going to occupy me for the remaining hour we had with Mr lobe.

After about fifty minutes, I was done. I'd taken my time to draw him well and the end product wasn't that bad.

It was close to perfect. After class I'd give it to him.